Chapter 688: The Weapon Saint's Threat

The three city lords of Albert Bay are all Saint Rank strongmen.

The Ou Ke Lan city lord is named Bu Lusi; he is a very rare Saint Rank martial artist, nicknamed "One‑Punch Weapon Saint," and is said to be unbeatable in close combat—no one can withstand his punch without defeat, either death or injury. He enjoys a great reputation across the New Continent.

Until now, no one had much interaction with this Weapon Saint, but he suddenly showed up, clearly related to the Fearless Fist matter.

"Did those from the Fearless Fist return safely to Albert Bay?" Reslin asked.

Dao En Suosi nodded.

"The messenger was Ken Li Qi; he returned two days before us. According to him, while crossing the Luokeqisi Mountains, they lost half their number, and only seven or eight made it back safely,"

Bei La Ke sneered, "Given their strength, getting half back is already good luck."

Everyone agreed.

Don't be fooled by how easily they crossed the Luokeqisi Mountains; that's thanks to Reslin. Wizards are already few, and legendary Wizards like Reslin who master teleportation are even rarer—across the New Continent, hardly anyone can match his teleportation skill, perhaps none are better.

Normally, on an adventure across the New Continent, some casualties are inevitable.

For them to traverse half the New Continent in half a day without a single scratch is something most superhumans wouldn't even dare dream of.

Dao En Suosi asked, "Shall we meet?"

"I won't go," Yizite's voice came from the next room.

He has been preparing for the Saint Rank breakthrough ceremony these past days, the time set for tomorrow, and doesn't want any side issues at this critical moment. As a dark elf, appearing openly on the surface is always inconvenient.

Everyone understood the dark elf's refusal, and looked to Reslin, awaiting his decision.

Since Lei En revealed his identity, he quickly became the leader of this group.

Reslin considered: an invitation from a Saint Rank strongman cannot be ignored; the other is one of Albert Bay's three rulers, and being on someone else's turf, he must show respect, so he said, "Then let's meet."

"Alright, I'll go back and tell Ken Li Qi."

The barbarian priest turned and left; shortly after, he sent a message back with a voice transmitter.

Reslin opened a teleportation gate directly to Dao En Suosi's location; A Xi Na and Bei La Ke entered first, and he followed at the end.

Passing through the gate, they found a modest living room—plainly furnished but with an excellent view, apparently on the top floor of a hotel. The wide windows displayed Albert Bay's inner sea, directly opposite the He Dun Bridge spanning the bay, and a familiar building came into view.

The Jinmen Inn where he and A Xi Na had stayed.

Reslin's gaze lingered briefly; evidently this was a deliberate arrangement, hinting they had already investigated his background in Albert Bay.

He looked into the living room; only one stranger was present.

He was a youth of modest height, even somewhat thin, appearing in his thirties, just over 1.71 m, dressed in a linen robe, rough skin, a short cropped haircut, ordinary features, a calm demeanor, and pitch‑black eyes that showed no flicker.

At first glance, the youth seemed an unremarkable ordinary person.

However, Reslin's True Will sensed a great threat—a dangerous omen that arises when a caster is approached by a formidable foe, like a thorn lodged in the heart, very uncomfortable.

That feeling of a blade against the back confirmed the other's identity.

One‑Punch Weapon Saint Bu Lusi!

Bu Lusi sat there, their calm gaze sweeping the group, finally resting on the teleportation gate, and nodded appreciatively, "A very clever teleportation technique."

Dao En Suosi introduced, "Your Excellency the City Lord, these are my friends: Reslin, A Xi Na, and Bei La Ke."

"Welcome, everyone, please sit." Bu Lusi stood, saw the teleportation gate slowly closing, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ken Li Qi said there was also a Demonic Hunter; didn't he come?"

"Yizite has matters he can't get away from," Dao En Suosi explained.

"What a pity,"

Bu Lusi nodded slightly, smiled lightly, "Demonic Hunters are rare nowadays, let alone a Legendary High-rank Demonic Hunter. Yet Mr. Yizite has been in seclusion in Albert Bay for years; we should still have a chance to meet later."

He seemed to smile, but his words revealed the information he possessed.

Reslin remained expressionless.

The three teammates' faces shifted slightly, realizing that the Saint Rank strongman who came today did not come with entirely good intentions.

Dao En Suosi frowned; he despised such repay‑the‑favor‑with‑hostility behavior.

He and his friends had kindly rescued the Fearless Fist members, expecting Bu Lusi to express gratitude, but instead received a subtle threat.

Even though the other was a Saint Rank strongman, the barbarian priest remained unafraid.

He was about to question when Reslin said, "If you summoned us merely to warn us, that's unnecessary. We have no interest in the 'Xilian's Eye' and we don't care what you intend to do with an Abyss relic."

Bu Lusi's smile faded.

When Bu Lusi heard Reslin mention "Xilian's Eye," his eyes flickered, becoming extremely dangerous. He stared at Reslin, his gaze like two swords, yet Reslin showed no reaction, as if facing someone other than a Saint Rank strongman.

"Mr. Reslin has misunderstood,"

Bu Lusi sighed, apologetically, "I meant no threat; I only wish to express thanks for the Fearless Fist."

"Is that all?"

Lei En was not buying it; his Soul Eye saw the other's shifting thoughts—apology was merely words, lacking any sincerity.

He rose directly, seemingly about to teleport away with his people.

Bu Lusi, seeing his soft words rejected, immediately changed tone, speaking coldly, "Wizards from the Empire are arrogant—do they think a bit of power lets them run wild? This is the New Continent, not the Empire. Before a Saint Rank, you'd better curb that pride or face a lesson."

A Saint Rank strongman's hostile threat dropped the living room's atmosphere to freezing.

Dao En Suosi, Bei La Ke, and A Xi Na all became alert.

They heard many footsteps outside the door and downstairs—Bu Lusi's elite Superhuman Guard and the Ou Ke Lan's Fury Fist Knights emerging from some hidden corner.

From the start, this Weapon Saint was unfriendly.

Dao En Suosi, shocked and angry, realized he had fallen for the other's trap, endangering his friends, and said gravely, "Is this the city lord's hospitality?"

"If you obey honestly, I naturally won't do anything to you; you'll be provided with food and drink, and I can even give you a chance to pledge loyalty to me," Bu Lusi said, slowly standing, hands clasped behind his back, as if everything were under his control, calmly adding, "But if you refuse my goodwill, don't blame me for being impolite."

Dao En Suosi was furious inside, yet very cautious.

He only looked fierce; he wasn't a mindless brute—if a fight broke out, his few men would surely be at a loss.

Not to mention, this is Ou Ke Lan.

Bu Lusi needs only a single word to command countless superhumans; the Fury Fist Knights alone number over six thousand, making them Albert Bay's largest superhuman legion.

Dao Ensi slowly retreated to his teammate's side, guarding against a sudden attack.

Bulu Si ignored him, a scornful expression on his face, his gaze fixed on Reslin, clearly regarding Reslin as the most crucial figure.

Unexpectedly, Reslin instead stepped forward.

He was only a few steps away from Bulu Si, stopping at a distance reachable with a single punch, seeming to disregard the famed martial saint of the New Continent, and said calmly, "I heard you are unbeatable in close combat; no one can meet your punch head‑on. I'm standing here now—do you dare to throw a punch?"

As he spoke, Reslin flashed the purple badge on his chest.

Weizelan badge!

Bulu Si's expression shifted slightly; because of the short time, his subordinates had only traced that Reslin and Axi Na had just arrived at Albert Bay, staying at the Golden Gate Hotel, and everyone who saw them said they came from the Empire, though no one knew which part of the Empire.

A Legendary High‑rank Wizard would never appear for no reason.

He also guessed it must involve a Floating City, but did not expect it to be Weizelan, now the most powerful Floating City of the Oriense Empire.

Anxiwodasi of Weizelan is one of the few people in the world he dares not provoke.

If I throw this punch, I should soon see Anxiwodasi!

Bulu Si was still hesitating when Reslin casually turned his head away, completely ignoring his threat, and said to the beautiful female warrior, "Axi Na, bring out the thing."

Axi Na understood instantly and produced a bizarre sword over three meters long.

"Decapitation Sword!" Bulu Si gasped.

With his knowledge, he naturally recognized it as the Baro Flame Demon's exclusive weapon, and immediately guessed a possibility: "You killed Dima'etu? That can't be …"

Bulu Si could not believe it.

He was not unfamiliar with the Baro Flame Demons that control the Danmofo territory; having fought them several times, he knew how terrifying Dima'etu was, roughly equal to his own twenty‑second‑level fighter, perhaps a few points stronger.

If even Dima'etu fell at the hands of these few, wouldn't he be in danger as well?

Now the fear fell on Bulu Si.

Reslin gave no explanation, even stepping another half‑step forward, and said calmly, "I'm not interested in the dirty deeds you do behind my back, but if you dare point a finger at me today, tomorrow the whole Albert Bay will know you have obtained the Hylian Eye, and that Eternal Chosen will surely want to test your fist."

Everyone knows that every human outpost and city on the New Continent has Netifu Demon scouts.

Once this spreads, Aiken will learn of it quickly.

Bulu Si's face was as calm as water.

He went to great lengths to threaten Reslin and the others just to keep this secret, but Reslin and his group would not be swayed by either soft or hard tactics.

Acting might not guarantee a win, and even if it does, there is no benefit.

Anxiwodasi is not easy to deal with.

The harsh words he just uttered could not be taken back, leaving Bulu Si feeling extremely awkward, as if he had lifted a stone to smash his own foot.

He stared at Reslin standing before him, expression cold and unchanged from start to finish.

It was this very composure that made Bulu Si loathe him even more; he wanted to punch that face to pieces, his hands clenched behind his back, the massive internal Qi stirring, yet at the thought of the consequences, Bulu Si restrained the impulse.

His chest rose and fell, but he never dared to swing the fist.

Reslin sensed his thoughts, a hint of mockery curling at his mouth.

"Hm."

He gave the martial saint no further glance, turned directly in front of the opponent, exposing his back without even raising a shield, casually opened a portal and stepped through.

Dao Ensi and the other two hurriedly followed and left.

Bulu Si stood there watching the portal close, his face grim, and finally could not hold back—he swung a fist, and with a booming crack, a terrifying shockwave shattered most of the hall, startling the outsiders, who rushed in only to be shouted at, "Get out!"

Reslin and the others were unaware of what happened behind them.

They had already returned to Yizite's courtyard, and the dark elf, hearing the commotion, exclaimed, "Back so quickly?"

Beilake, relieved yet still nervous, cursed, "That city lord is truly despicable! We kindly rescued his subordinates, only to be threatened by him."

"What's wrong?" Yizite came out of the room.

The Holy Spear Ranger gave a brief account of the incident.

"This is my fault," Dao Ensi said with guilt on his face, sighing, "Lord Bulu Si has a good reputation in Albert Bay; his rule over Ouklan has sheltered many ordinary people, and he has done many favors. I thought he came to give thanks, but instead he turned out to be such a shameless scoundrel."

Reslin shook his head, indicating it was fine.

"It's not so much shamelessness; it's just the usual aggressive style of a Saint Rank strongman," the Soul Eye observed his mindset clearly. Bulu Si harbored some malice toward them, but saying he would kill to keep a secret would be an exaggeration.

If he had sincerely thanked them, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.

That city lord is overly proud and domineering, shedding the airs of a non‑Saint Rank strongman; he likely is accustomed to this manner, since few dare to confront a Saint Rank strongman.

However, Bulu Si still has some limits to his behavior.

Reslin had precisely counted on this, confident the opponent wouldn't dare act, then he revealed his background and displayed his team's strength, slipping away easily and safely.

Beilake, however, could not swallow his pride.

He growled, "Otherwise, let's leak the news of the Hylian Eye!"

"That would make us outright enemies; Albert Bay would have no place for us," Yizite disagreed, "There's no need to clash with a Saint Rank."

"Indeed."

Beilake knew he was speaking in anger, and looked at Yizite: "You must succeed in breaking through the Saint Rank this time, then appear before him and see if he still dares to threaten us!"

The dark elf was left speechless, half laughing, half crying.

Even if he broke through to the Saint Rank, it didn't guarantee he could match Bulu Si.

At that moment, Reslin suddenly said, "I'll go back to Weizelan."

After the words fell, he swapped positions with Lei En, and everyone was delighted to see Lei En, especially Beilake, who flatteredly approached with a sycophantic grin.

At the top of Weizelan's high tower, Reslin appeared before Anxiwodasi.

The Holy Soul Wizard examined him, then said gently, "I've already extracted the Flame Demon Crown, and there are several other Law Seals; take a look."

Several crystal‑made Law Seals flew up, landing in Reslin's hand through the air.

He instantly saw the most important Law Seal—the Flame Demon Crown!

I'm back, regular updates. Today I feel much better, thank you all for your concern!

(End of chapter)