Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The dragon’s roar under the night sky vanished.

But in Nanyang City, a dark undercurrent had begun to surge.

Seven Kills Family.

The Seven Kills Family Master, Di Qiong, stood inside a pavilion, gazing at the starry sky, his eyes glinting with a sharp light.

"Ye Wushuang, I never thought you’d dare to come to Nanyang City!"

Di Qiong muttered to himself, not having forgotten for a moment the enemy who had slain his family’s prodigy right before his eyes.

"Patriarch, since Ye Wushuang is here, leave him to me. I will make sure he is buried in Nanyang City." Outside the pavilion, a young man walked in. This was the Fourth Young Master Di of the Seven Kills Family!

"I heard that bastard is now a Deputy Captain of the Nanyang Guard. Don’t make a move on him yet," Di Qiong said coldly.

"Patriarch, why?" Hearing this, the Fourth Young Master Di was confused. He said, "Now that he’s appeared, even if he’s a Captain, I can still kill him."

"You can kill him, yes, but before the Nirvana Cave Mansion emerges, we shouldn’t offend the Nanyang Guard. Besides, that bastard’s methods are extremely skilled. Without absolute certainty of victory, it will be very difficult to kill him."

Di Qiong said coolly, not forgetting for a second just how terrifying Ye Wushuang’s power was!

"Patriarch, just because we can’t act doesn’t mean others can’t. Since he’s a North Camp Deputy Captain, if the Black Wind Valley bandits cause trouble, he will surely be sent to eliminate them. When that time comes, those two from Black Wind Valley will be more than enough to kill him."

The Fourth Young Master Di seemed to have a plan, reminding him with a cold smile.

Black Wind Valley!

Hearing this, Di Qiong also turned to look at the Fourth Young Master Di, understanding his intentions. After a moment of silence, he said, "Do it cleanly. Don’t leave any evidence that can be traced back to us. Also, I want Ye Wushuang’s body!"

Di Qiong knew that Ye Wushuang had many fortunate opportunities on him. How could he possibly let them go!

"Rest assured, Patriarch!" the Fourth Young Master Di replied, a venomous look flashing across his handsome face.

...

Governor’s Mansion

Cai Lun’s gaze was heavy as he looked at Cai Lang lying on the bed.

Cai Lang’s face was now so swollen it was barely recognizable. Clearly, the damage from Ye Wushuang’s slap had been immense!

"Dad, you have to get revenge for me! It would be best to capture that bastard alive! I want to slice the flesh from his body, piece by piece, and feed it to the dogs!" Cai Lang cried out venomously.

"Ye Wushuang!"

Cai Lun’s eyes also narrowed, a cold glint within them. ’The map and key should be on you as well. In that case, I, the Prefect, have even more reason not to let you go!’

...

For two consecutive days, Ye Wushuang stayed in his room, consolidating his Cultivation.

It wasn’t until the third day that Ye Wushuang pushed open his door.

Lan Xinyu was guarding the door. For two straight days, she hadn’t moved an inch, standing silently at the entrance!

"Young Master!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang emerge, Lan Xinyu bowed deeply.

Ye Wushuang turned his head and saw that the trace of unease still lingered on Lan Xinyu’s face. He understood what she was worried about.

"Here are a few Top-Grade Treasure Medicines. They can help you raise your Cultivation. Go into seclusion and begin their Refinement. I need to make a trip to the Nanyang Guard."

Ye Wushuang handed several Treasure Medicines to Lan Xinyu. He had given his previous resources to the Lingxiao Pavilion; the Treasure Medicines he had on hand were ones he had plundered from the Ninth Pass.

At the same time, Ye Wushuang also gave some to Xiaoo Yue.

The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc contained the bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc. Its potential was considerable, and with proper nurturing, it would be of great use.

Then, as per their three-day agreement, Ye Wushuang headed toward the training ground.

The Nanyang Guard assessment was now over. Before Ye Wushuang could even enter the training ground, Tan Zhengqing was already standing at the entrance, waiting for him.

"Lord Tan!"

Ye Wushuang walked up and called out.

"Brother Ye, you’re here. Let me take you to see the North Camp." Tan Zhengqing nodded, spoke to Ye Wushuang, and then led the way.

The North Camp barracks weren’t at this training ground, but at another one to the East of Nanyang!

Under Tan Zhengqing’s guidance, Ye Wushuang soon arrived at the North Camp.

The moment he stepped inside, a thick, murderous aura washed over him.

KILL! KILL!

At that moment, on the grand plaza of the training ground, squads of Cyan Armored Soldiers were drilling. Seeing Tan Zhengqing appear with a stranger, many of them stopped.

"Is that the new Deputy Captain?"

The sharp gazes of the Nanyang Guard members all fell upon Ye Wushuang.

They all knew that the assessment three days ago had produced a new Deputy Captain, and that he had been assigned to their North Camp!

Tan Zhengqing walked straight to a high platform, his expression solemn, and shouted in a cold voice, "Everyone, halt! This Captain has an announcement!"

As soon as Tan Zhengqing’s words fell, all the Nanyang Guards on the grand plaza moved, standing in neat, orderly formations, their eyes fixed on him.

At the front stood Cao Hong, Di Xuan, and the other two Deputy Captains.

"This Captain has an announcement!"

After a brief pause, Tan Zhengqing finally spoke: "From this moment on, he, Ye Wushuang, will be the fifth Deputy Captain of our North Camp. You will share adversity, you will face life and death together. I hope that you will all respect him as you respect me. Understood?"

Hearing this, the crowd below did not speak, but instead stared at Ye Wushuang.

"Do you have any objections?"

Tan Zhengqing glanced at the crowd’s varied expressions and narrowed his eyes.

The men below looked conflicted. Finally, a Squad Captain couldn’t hold back and stepped forward, saying, "Captain, the position of Deputy Captain is of great importance. It can only be held by someone who is powerful, courageous, calm, and experienced. But he..."

As he spoke, that Squad Captain shot a contemptuous glance at Ye Wushuang.

He then gritted his teeth and said, "But as for him, we don’t know his strength. We don’t know his courage. We don’t know if he can lead us. For someone so young to be appointed Deputy Captain—we are not convinced!"

"That’s right, we’re not convinced!"

Many others echoed the sentiment. Ye Wushuang wasn’t even as old as them, yet he was now their superior. How could they accept that?

Seeing this reaction, Tan Zhengqing’s gaze turned cold. Just as he was about to reprimand them, Ye Wushuang stepped forward.

He stared at the Squad Captain and asked coolly, "Then what will it take for you to be convinced?"

The Squad Captain said, "We don’t need proof of anything else. Since you’re confident your strength is worthy of the Deputy Captain position, then all you have to do is prove you’re strong. Then we’ll be convinced."

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. "And how do I prove that?" he asked.

"Our North Camp has a total of sixteen Squad Captains. Our Cultivation is all at the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer or above. You just need to pick any eight of us and defeat them. If you do, we’ll be convinced."

The Squad Captain said this, and at the same time, seven others stepped out from the front of the ranks to stand beside him.

Ye Wushuang glanced at Tan Zhengqing, gave a faint smile, and walked down from the platform.

Tan Zhengqing said nothing, merely watching in silence.

Seeing Ye Wushuang descend, the eight Squad Captains all surrounded him. A powerful, murderous aura emanated from each of them.

"Eight of you!"

Ye Wushuang swept his gaze over them and said, "Since you want proof of my strength, then all sixteen of you can come at me at once."

His calm voice reached everyone’s ears.

’This kid is so arrogant!’

Instantly, the gazes of the Squad Captains who hadn’t stepped forward all darkened.