"Since that's the case..." The city lord's eyes flashed with intense killing intent, "then leave your lives here!"

After saying that, he flashed in front of Yin Ming and launched a powerful attack, each move deadly.

Yin Ming raised his sword to block the city lord's attack. The powerful resentment rippled outwards, shattering several tea tables nearby.

Upon seeing this, the city lord frowned and flew out of the inn.

Yin Ming didn't want to end up demolishing the house while fighting, so he followed the city lord to the martial arts arena in Xucheng.

There was a faint, fishy smell in the training ground, and the ground was covered with dark marks, like the color of dried blood.

The potential unleashed by the city lord was indeed enough to contend with a cultivator at the mid-stage of the seventh realm. If Yin Ming were still the same Yin Ming as before, he might have truly been defeated by the city lord's mad dog-like, reckless fighting style.

But now Yin Ming has managed to get a bit of the protagonist's items, so he's very confident that he can defeat the city lord.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a bead materialized in his palm. Yin Ming embedded the bead into the gem slot of the Crimson Flame Sword, causing the resentment on the sword's body to surge instantly.

"This is... the Chaos Pearl?" The city lord's voice was filled with doubt and surprise.

"You have good taste." Yin Ming smiled, "Aren't you surprised? With this Chaos Pearl, it would be embarrassing for a mid-stage seventh realm cultivator like me to lose to an early-stage seventh realm cultivator."

Knowing the situation was dire, the city lord gritted his teeth, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and he quickly swallowed a pill, his cultivation level suddenly soaring to the high-level of the seventh realm.

Yin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly. Wow, he's getting anxious, he's resorting to cheating and cheating.

But do you think you're the only one with that? Who do you look down on?

Yin Ming quickly took out a bottle of enhancement potion and drank it, raising his cultivation level to the Great Perfection of the Seventh Realm.

The city lord clearly hadn't expected that Yin Ming also had a potion to enhance his power, but he still steeled himself and charged towards Yin Ming with his sword drawn, disregarding everything else.

Yin Ming easily dodged the city lord's attack, flashed behind him, and slapped him on the back with the blade of his sword.

What seemed like a simple movement caused the city lord to cough up a mouthful of blood and stagger, using his sword to brace himself.

"I can't beat you." The city lord straightened his back, straightened his clothes, turned around to face Yin Ming, and said frankly.

"You still have some self-awareness," Yin Ming said casually, arms crossed, seeing how sensible he was.

Just as they were about to get the city lord to confess, the city lord suddenly spread his hands.

"However, I don't think I'll lose. Look at this."

Yin Ming glanced at it casually, but his eyes widened when he saw the object in the city lord's palm. It was... the magical beast space ring he had given to the female lead?!

Damn it! How did he find out?

It's still the same old cliché: if a teammate gets separated from the group, they'll be captured and taken hostage by the enemy. Damn it!

If he had known this would happen, Yin Ming would have taken these two burdens with him and let them hide in an inn or something. He shouldn't have had any wishful thinking.

But who would have thought that the city lord would discover that there was someone in the ring? Yin Ming thought that few people would understand the idea of ​​hiding someone in a monster space ring, so how come the city lord was one of them!

Yin Ming couldn't help but beat his chest in frustration. He had been outmaneuvered and suffered a huge loss. "What do you want?"

"I want you to commit suicide in front of me," the city lord said mockingly, looking at Yin Ming.

Yin Ming silently rolled his eyes in his mind. "So that's why the weather's so sunny. Turns out you've left me speechless."

Can't we just leave out these unoriginal lines? Only a fool would listen to them.

Once Yin Ming, the top combatant, is gone, the others will be no threat at all. At that point, the city lord can kill whomever he wants.

However, in some novels or TV dramas, the people who are threatened actually do what they are told, which shows a lot of trust in the other party's character.

Or do you feel that since you're already dead, whether the other party kept their promise or not is no longer your concern? I understand, you're mainly hungry and want to collect your meal box, right?

Yin Ming couldn't help but laugh when he watched these kinds of plots, and now he's being treated to one too. Heh, that's pretty nice.

"Yin Ming, you can't," Ling Yao said, seemingly afraid that Yin Ming would actually listen to the city lord.

"Do you even need to tell me?" Yin Ming thought to himself, silently complaining. But this problem was truly a headache; he couldn't very well sell Yao Ling off, could he?

This girl is currently the only potential candidate to become the female lead. He even wants her to use love to influence the male lead and plead for Yin Ming in the future.

Furthermore, Yin Ming couldn't bear to watch two living lives perish before his eyes; he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

But how can we break through this predicament? Is his death the only solution?

No, system! He hasn't finished his task yet, how can he just disappear like this?

Everything can be discussed, right? Who else but me is in charge of turning the male lead to the dark side? I really don't trust anyone else to do it. You saved me this time, so I'll take care of the rest! If I don't go to hell, who will?

The world system seemed to hear Yin Ming's inner cry, and the plot took another turn.

"Your surname is Yin?" the city lord suddenly asked. "What is your connection with a branch of the Demonic Sect?"

Yin Ming was stunned. Had a turning point arrived? But was the city lord's tone hostile or friendly?

If the city lord has a grudge against the Demonic Sect, and he admits to having a connection with the Demonic Sect, wouldn't he die even faster?

"What is your connection with the collateral branches of the Demonic Sect?" Yin Ming decided to probe first.

First, tell me what your connection is with the Demonic Sect branch, and then I'll decide whether I have any connection with it, hehe.

The city lord sighed softly, his expression somewhat complicated.

As if he had already confirmed Yin Ming's identity, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, you can go now."

After saying that, he tossed the Warcraft Space Ring to Yin Ming.

Yin Ming used his divine sense to check the situation inside the spatial ring, and found that Yao Ling and her brother were unharmed.

He had been inside the spatial ring for too long and couldn't bear the pain of being transformed into a beast, so he fainted.

Yin Ming handed the magical beast space ring to Ling Yao, asking him to settle the two of them on the beds in the inn so they could rest and recover their energy.

After Lingyao left, only the city lord and Yin Ming remained in the training ground.

The city lord stood in the center of the training ground, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. A soft, pale yellow light began to emanate from his body, spreading outwards in ripples from him throughout the entire city of Xucheng.

A faint breeze, carrying the sounds of bustling activity, gently brushed past my ears, and the entire city seemed to come alive at that moment.

As Lingyao walked back to the inn, he noticed that every household had opened their doors.

The street was bustling with pedestrians. Although their faces were expressionless, their actions and behaviors were perfectly normal, and the sounds they uttered carried a variety of tones—annoyed, blaming, happy…

"Hey Lao Li, you're opening your stall so late too? That's not like you."

"Sigh, don't even mention it. I don't know what happened to me today, I overslept. These osmanthus cakes will go bad if we don't sell them, and my wife will nag me again..."

"You have the nerve to say that? Did you go out partying and get drunk yesterday?"

"Oh dear, my lady, everyone's watching on the street, don't pull my ear, don't..."

"Ah Xiu, would you like to try this? Boss, give me two servings of osmanthus cake."

"Alright, we have a guest, my wife. Why don't you go home first... Oh, sir, please wait a moment, I'll get it for you right away."

...

The city lord listened intently to the sounds, a glint in his eyes, and the curve of his lips softened his otherwise cold and hard profile.

Yin Ming asked, puzzled, "What exactly is going on?"

He is now unsure whether the city lord is good or bad.