What happened in Nancheng last night?

Liu Zhaodi, who had just stepped out of Tianlan Huating, covered her mouth in disbelief at the scene before her.

"It seems the beast tide really rioted last night!" Jiang Yuan was also quite unsettled. Although the South City was trapped by the beast tide, it was not greatly affected overall. At least most of the civilians could still live and work in peace. But now!

In the south of the city, half of the city has been affected, and everywhere there are ruins and rubble, resembling a scene from hell on earth.

"I notified the forces in Nancheng yesterday, how could this still happen?" Liu Zhaodi said remorsefully.

"Boss, you're finally back!"

An excited voice rang out from afar, followed by a series of rapid footsteps.

"It's Qingmo and the others. Haven't they left yet?" Liu Zhaodi saw the two groups of people.

"My lord, Qingmo reports back!"

Qing and Mo knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Yuan.

"Are you waiting for me?" Jiang Yuan looked up at the two groups of people.

"We retreated with our men after the master sent a telepathic message, but then we lost contact with him, so we took it upon ourselves to rest on the spot!" Mo explained.

"What are the battle losses?" Jiang Yuan glanced at the two teams. Neither team one nor team two had any deaths, but there were many more wounded.

Qingmo and the other person exchanged a few glances, and finally said in a deep voice: "None of the twenty-six people in the team died, but almost everyone was injured, including seven seriously injured and three permanently disabled!"

Severe injuries still offer a chance in this era, as many pills extracted from the core can heal injuries. However, cripples are a different story; before reaching the ninth rank, there are almost no pills that can repair such injuries.

"Of the twenty-six men in the second team, none died, nine were seriously injured, and six suffered permanent disabilities!"

After the two finished reporting, Qingmo and the people from both teams fell silent. The price was too high. In just one day, they had suffered such heavy casualties. One could imagine how dangerous the West Gate area was.

Moreover, if Jiang Yuan hadn't helped them deal with the ninth-tier monster, it's uncertain whether they would have survived.

"Boss, we don't regret it!" Zhu Zi, who had lost an arm, shouted loudly at Jiang Yuan, "If we lose one hand, we still have another! If we lose one leg, we still have another! As long as we're alive, there's always hope!"

"Yes, boss, we're not afraid!"

"A vow, fearless!"

As Zhu Zi's voice fell, the others also shouted out indignation.

"Don't you think it's cold-blooded of me to stand by and watch someone die?" Jiang Yuan wanted to step forward, but his muscles trembled and he could only support himself on Liu Zhaodi's shoulder.

His muscles had been torn apart by the wild spirits, and even though he had tried his best to repair them, he was still not strong enough. It was obviously impossible to repair them in a short time.

"Boss, you're already a great boss for standing here and fighting alongside us!" Zhu Zi's smile was honest and simple, as if he wasn't feeling sorry for himself because he had lost both arms.

“We fled from Changgan County, and from tens of thousands of people, we’ve wandered all the way down to just a few hundred. We’ve seen too many cold-blooded people and things!” Zhang Ziping looked at Jiang Yuan with a peculiar gaze. If he had been somewhat unconvinced by Jiang Yuan before, after this, he was truly convinced.

Any one of the ninth-tier monsters that this man had slaughtered along the way could have wiped out both of their teams.

"Since you still treat me like your boss, there's something I feel I shouldn't hide from you!" Jiang Yuan threw a knife with a clang and said, "This is Tai Shicheng's knife; I've already killed him!"

"Ah? Taishicheng is dead!"

Everyone looked puzzled, especially Zhang Ziping, whose expression was unpredictable.

"Zhang Ziping, it seems you know some inside information!" Jiang Yuan turned his gaze to Zhang Ziping, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes.

Zhang Ziping let out a heavy sigh and explained, "Boss, I do know about what happened in Taishi City, because those people also approached me back then, wanting me to join the Holy Spirit Clan, but I refused!"

"As for why I didn't tell you, it's simply because I wanted to leave myself a way out!"

"Join the Holy Spirit Clan?" A man next to Zhang Ziping looked at him in astonishment and said painfully, "Uncle Zhang, are you crazy? The Holy Spirit Clan is the culprit that destroyed our Changgan County. How could you join the Holy Spirit Clan!"

"So, Taishi City?"

Those who understood the meaning behind Zhang Ziping's words looked up and waited for his reply.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Zhang Ziping, his gaze lingering for a second before shifting to the others. "You can choose to be cowardly and afraid to fight, but I don't want you to make similar mistakes! Because some mistakes can only be made up for with your life!"

"Hoo!" Zhang Ziping took a deep breath, then fell into a long silence.

"You've all seen how Nancheng has changed beyond recognition! So I want to tell you, no one can stand aside in this wave of evolution. It's either fight or die; it's an extreme choice!" Jiang Yuan said calmly.

"My lord, I am willing to be your shadow!"

Jiang Yuan's popularity with women remains as strong as ever. Qing, who rarely spoke up before, resolutely spoke up at this moment.

"Qing!" Mo was taken aback, but after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't say it.

"I don't need shadows, I need people who can defend humanity!" Jiang Yuan smiled faintly, then said nothing more, only adding, "Those who are still willing to continue, then come with me!"

"Let's go back to camp!"

Jiang Yuan patted Liu Zhaodi on the shoulder, signaling her to go back.

"Others get a beating and then a treat, but I've helped them so much and they won't even give me a sweet romance!" Liu Zhaodi gritted her teeth inwardly.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come on!" Jiang Yuan nudged Liu Zhaodi with his elbow.

"Don't push me, I can walk by myself!"

...

"Give me the thing!"

At the camp entrance, Jiang Yuan reached out his hand to Liu Zhaodi and handed her the Holy Spirit Source that had been bound to the Holy Spirit Branch Hall.

"No!" Liu Zhaodi quickly took two steps back.

"Woman, stop trying to cheat me! I took back the Holy Spirit Branch Temple!" Jiang Yuan said speechlessly.

"I can give it to you, but you have to agree to the conditions I mentioned before!" Liu Zhaodi held the Holy Spirit Source from a distance, keeping a watchful eye on Jiang Yuan, afraid that this annoying guy would snatch it away.

"What are the conditions? I remember there was only one 3:7 split! No, it's 3.1 and 6.9." Jiang Yuan frowned, wondering what Liu Zhaodi was up to.

"Give me a room!" After revealing her intentions, Liu Zhaodi walked back to Jiang Yuan and whispered in his ear, "If you don't, when your wife comes back, I'll tell her that you not only slept with me, but also kissed me!"

"Do you think she'll believe your nonsense?" Jiang Yuan retorted. He dared not settle this woman in the camp; she had already given him enough headaches, and if she really lived nearby, he would definitely be driven crazy.

"Three men can make a tiger, and public opinion can melt metal. You have to believe in the power of public opinion, but don't push me too far!" Liu Zhaodi looked at Jiang Yuan with a mischievous smile.

"If you, woman, put your improper thoughts into cultivation, you wouldn't have been beaten to tears by the disciples of the Ji and Chen families!" Jiang Yuan was disgusted.

"You're the one who got beaten up and cried! Just tell me one thing: give it or not!"