Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 270 - 146: Prisoner Dragon Stronghold, You Don’t Need to Spare My Life
"If we encounter someone trying to rescue prisoners, do we have the authority to kill them?"
Among the group, the weakest was still a Celestial Martial Artist. Traveling under the cover of night was no problem, and by daybreak, the team had already distanced themselves several miles from Su City.
"Should... should be allowed, right?"
Deng Boyong was stumped by this question because he had never encountered a prisoner rescue situation before. In the past, He Tai Xian never mentioned whether it was permissible to execute prisoners on the spot if such an event occurred.
He stared blankly at Wei Fan.
Wondering if Wei Fan was hoping for someone to attempt a rescue so that he would have a pretext to execute Wu Yinglong and others. Given Wei Fan’s character, that was very possible.
Though he was ruthless, he always followed the rules and liked using them to kill people.
By noon, the group arrived in a small town, having left the territory of Su City and entered Wanchuan County.
They parked their carriage in front of an inn, and the group went inside to eat, without leaving anyone to guard it because Wei Fan had enveloped the prisoner cart with his Heart Spirit, which was more effective than any number of watchful eyes.
He had just used his Heart Spirit to sweep and scan a radius of three hundred zhang, not detecting any experts.
If things still went wrong under such circumstances, leaving anyone would be pointless.
The group was disguised as ordinary merchants and had changed their appearances, so entering the inn didn’t attract any attention.
They ordered food and sat at a table to wait.
"Su City was slaughtered so brutally, apart from the sects that couldn’t escape, many scattered Jianghu people have fled."
"It’s practically fleeing a disaster; I would run too." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
"It’s said that even some demons and evil spirits residing in the Temple have escaped."
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A few Jianghu people were discussing the happenings in Su City.
It was only then Wei Fan learned that even some evil spirits had fled.
After crushing the Three Major Sects, he originally intended to eradicate the Mountain God and River God within the borders too, but Huo Tianzheng vetoed it.
Because the places in Su City that had Mountain Gods and River Gods all bordered the Demon Realm, the Demon Suppression Bureau had tolerated these Mountain Gods for years mainly because they also served as a defensive line.
Eradicating them all would require the Demon Suppression Bureau to dispatch many people to establish a new defense line.
"Wei Fan, this lackey, isn’t even human. He actually ordered the massacre of over a thousand disciples in Silver Moon Valley, and the disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect and Celestial Gate Mountain were forced to abandon their mountains and flee. Sooner or later, someone in Jianghu will slay this beast."
Suddenly, someone spoke coldly, full of hatred.
Wei Fan swept his Heart Spirit and found it was a man carrying a silver sword.
He smiled slightly, amused that he had become someone else’s lackey.
"Although the killings were ruthless, I think Silver Moon Valley deserved it, as well as the other two sects. When the defense line of Cyan Cloud City was breached, they shut their gates, not caring about the millions of lives in Su City. If I had the ability, I would level such beastly sects too."
A voice of rebuttal sounded.
The demeanor of the silver sword-wielding man changed slightly, understanding that he couldn’t argue that Silver Moon Valley bore no responsibility for resisting the Demon Fiend. He immediately retorted, "What skill is there in killing one’s own people? If you have the skill, go kill the Demon Fiend. That’s true ability."
This was just unreasonable debate, clearly discussing whether Silver Moon Valley, Qingfeng Sword Sect, Celestial Gate Mountain should be destroyed, yet he turned it towards the Demon Fiend.
The person who had rebutted before was now silent.
In Jianghu, everyone only knew of Wei Fan’s ruthless annihilations, like Wei Family Manor, Han Family, Floating Rain Sect... but had not heard of which Demon Fiend Wei Fan had slain.
"Have you been in a comfortable place for too long, becoming foolish? Your mind is diseased. The path Wei Fan walked to become the Demon Suppression Bureau Commander, do you think it was by chance? The number of Demon Fiends he killed is probably more than the number of people you have seen.
You’re undermining his achievements here. How many Demon Fiends have you slain? You’d likely be too scared to even pee when you see a Demon Fiend."
Li Chuyang couldn’t hold back and spoke.
Say anything about Wei Fan, but claiming he hadn’t slain Demon Fiends was something Li Chuyang couldn’t tolerate.
The silver sword man’s lips curled into a mocking smile: "I didn’t expect someone to actually defend a lackey like Wei Fan. Did you see him slay Demon Fiends with your own eyes?"
Li Chuyang was furious; the silver sword man clearly didn’t care what was said and just wanted to undermine Wei Fan.
"You’re full of ’lackey’ this and ’lackey’ that. What have you done? How many Demon Fiends have you killed? Without Wei Fan and these Demon Suppression Bureau lackeys, would you have the peace to sit here eating and drinking?"
A female voice interjected, as two women approached from outside the inn.
Wei Fan raised an eyebrow, recognizing the speaker as Cyan Bird, a Demon Hunter he had a brief encounter with once. The other woman wasn’t familiar.
The silver sword man was furious and humiliated: "There was peace before Wei Fan existed."
He kept twisting concepts.
Cyan Bird’s face turned cold: "Resorting to roguery, right? For the world’s peace, who knows how many Demon Suppression Bureau members die at the hands of Demon Fiends every day. Since you don’t need their protection, get out of the Great Victory Dynasty’s territory."
Bang!
Cyan Bird clearly had a temper too. After speaking, she delivered an airstrike palm that left the silver sword man spewing blood.
"Satisfying!"
Li Chuyang couldn’t help but shout. If not for the secrecy needed for their mission, he would have made the silver sword man understand what a lackey means.
"Wanting world peace, huh? We’re about to head to the Demon Fiend’s territory. Let us toss you there and if you return alive, I’ll believe there’s peace."
Even after striking him, Cyan Bird wasn’t satisfied. She slapped the gourd at her waist and a rope appeared in her hand, directly binding the silver sword man.
She was a Demon Hunter, and in common folk’s eyes, Demon Hunters and the Demon Suppression Bureau were a group, so she was also one of the lackeys according to the silver sword man’s words.
