Shenhai City, The Bund, Ｗｗん．la

Taking a stroll along the sparkling Huangpu River at sunset, feeling the breeze on the river, admiring the 52 classical revival buildings of different styles standing by the river, or gazing at the many iconic buildings in Pudong, being affectionate at the Lover's Wall, and enjoying the wonders under the river in the sightseeing tunnel are the favorite pastimes of many tourists and locals. It is both romantic and pleasant.

At this time, countless passengers and citizens were fleeing in panic. The Huangpu River, which should have been calm, was now full of huge waves, hitting the shore, shattering countless stone slabs, and bursting into a white waterfall. The railings broke into countless pieces and flew, ruthlessly piercing into flesh, tendons, and internal organs.

What was even more terrifying was that the gushing river water was like a high-pressure stream. The water that had nurtured tens of millions of residents in Shenhai City in the past turned into the most ruthless sharp blade, leaving scars on fragile faces, cutting arteries on strong thighs, and even opening up hard skulls!

A blue creature that looked like a giant snake, as if it appeared in a mythical epic, appeared on the surface of the river, bathing in the bloody storm it created.

Seeing this scene and the tragic situation on the shore, all the passengers lost their leisure time and just wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible!

Just as a stampede was about to occur, a young, immature but resounding voice rang in everyone's ears:

"I order you to stop!"

At the same time as this sound, a ray of white swords flashed across the dusk sky and fiercely pierced towards the monster in the river, like a waterfall of light pouring down!

The panicked people immediately knew who was coming:

"It's You Jian!"

"The Taoist You Jian's Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"

"The Great Wall is here to save us!"

At this time, You Jian's voice rang out again: "Fools, anyone who breaks the law and stirs up riots will die! I will kill this little demon with one sword, and all you need to do is kneel down and praise me!"

Just as Ren Suo thought, You Jian's character could not be concealed at all. Whenever he communicated with others, he would expose the fact that he was a straight male emperor. Almost all netizens knew that You Jian, the Taoist priest who often killed the source of chaos in the Great Wall, was a super weirdo who kept saying "I am yours" all day long.

But in this chaotic moment, everyone felt relieved when they heard You Jian's iconic arrogant words - they had all seen how powerful You Jian was in the video, and even the earth-shaking 'Sand King' could be easily killed by him, so this water monster was naturally no problem.

This was indeed the case. The violent sea snake monster was hit by You Jian's sword waterfall and was driven back into the river.

People soon saw countless lights appearing on the Huangpu River. The roar of the sea serpent monster became smaller and smaller, and the waves it raised became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a pool of black water and dissipated in the river.

Ambulances and police cars arrived at the scene quickly, a cordon was set up along the damaged shore, the casualties were properly dealt with, and nearby traffic was greatly affected. Many videos of "You Jian slaying water monsters" soon appeared on the Internet, attracting the attention of people across the country.

At this time, You Jian was sitting quietly on the railing on the shore. He kept his eyes on the place where the water monster disappeared on the river surface. There were only wrinkles on the surface. The tongue in his mouth seemed to be poking around, causing his face to bulge from time to time. It was unknown what he was thinking.

"You've changed back into your sportswear. As a public figure, you should pay attention to your manners."

You Jian rolled up the sleeves of his sports jacket, raised one foot and stepped on the railing, dangling the other foot in the air, and sneered: "You also have the qualifications to say that about me?"

The monk Wu Jin, wearing the robes of the Bodhisattva Hatsune, came over. He looked at the dark red bloodstains on the ground, held the rosary in his hand and silently recited the scriptures. After a moment, he said, "You are now carrying the expectations of thousands of people. You should dress properly, understand etiquette, and follow the law..."

"So what if I have expectations? Can it make my magic more powerful? Can it make my flying sword sharper? Can it make beautiful women's legs weak when they see me? The last one has been achieved, but it's a pity that the queen was not overwhelmed by my charm... It's natural for the fools to worship me, why should I care about their thoughts?"

"Perhaps the people's expectations can bless you and allow you to gain greater opportunities and make rapid progress in your cultivation?"

"You might as well hope that the public's resentment will curse the mastermind behind this and make him step on a banana peel and fall to death."

You Jian retorted sarcastically.

Monk Wu Jin knew that he could not persuade You Jian to stop being so stubborn. Not to mention him, even if Ren Zuo beat You Jian up a few times, You Jian still didn't blame him - for You Jian, this might be the dignity he must uphold.

Anyway, You Jian was only confused about small things, but he stood firmly on the side of the vast majority of the people on big issues. Therefore, he would never change, and everyone got used to it after enduring it.

"Stop talking nonsense, Baldy. Where's that guy?"

Monk Wu Jin shook his head and said, "We surrounded Haiwan Garden in Fengxian District. We tried to persuade him to surrender but he didn't respond. As soon as I entered, he rushed over to fight me. I used the 'Zhen Lock' to control him, but soon his brain blood vessels exploded and he committed suicide."

"He committed suicide again."

You Jian's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he squeezed the railing with his right hand, twisting it into a knot.

"How many people did he kill?"

"No less than thirty."

"Did the Countermeasures Bureau here grow up eating shit?"

"His combat power is comparable to that of a Level 2 warrior, and he is proficient in quick assassinations. If he were to kill someone at night while masked, even with surveillance footage, he wouldn't be found."

At this time, a babyish voice sounded not far away: "Thank you, uncle!"

You Jian turned his head and saw a little boy held by his parents waving at him and thanking him.

The boy seemed to have a scratch on his face, which was bandaged with medical tape, cotton and gauze. He waved happily towards You Jian, and his parents also bowed and nodded to You Jian to express their gratitude.

"Scream, Your Majesty!" You Jian roared, scaring the parents so much that they quickly picked up the little boy and left.

Monk Wu Jin shook his head: "You scared them."

“You don’t even call me brother. You are such a fool nowadays…” You Jian snorted coldly and lowered his eyelids: “Is that guy also a follower of the devil?”

"Yes."

"This is the fifth time I have encountered this, and I don't know how many times it has happened across the country... Wherever the source of disaster appears, there must be a follower of the devil who enjoys killing people." You Jian stared at the glow on the river surface that was gradually replaced by the neon lights on the other side, and said, "How many people have died because of him and the source of disaster?"

Monk Wu Jin took a look at the situation on the ambulance side and said, "The death toll is no less than fifty, and the number of injured is no less than a hundred. It's because you happened to be in Shenhai City this time, otherwise..."

"How many people have died across the country because of the devil's followers and the source of chaos?"

"There is no statistics, but it is at least in the five digits." Monk Wu Jin said calmly: "If it weren't for you, perhaps people on the Internet would have been in a panic by now."

You Jian's eyes reflected the turbid neon lights on the river surface, and seemed to glow with a strange light:

"My foolish people, who have grown so big by eating so much, do not exist to be harvested."

Monk Wu Jin said, "Speaking of which, you have to stay up all night tonight to attend a meeting on the Internet."

"In the early morning? Why, are all the people in the meeting bald?"

"This time is to take into account the time difference in the Federation. They are hosting this meeting."

"Xuanguo is also going back in time? Taking care of the time difference of the Federation?"

"The Federation has captured the Demon King's followers alive."

You Jian slowly turned his head and looked at Monk Wu Jin: "Capture alive? Are you sure?"

You Jian had also tried to capture the devil's followers. He knew how difficult those guys were: they were not afraid of pain or blood, nor were they afraid of death. Even if they were completely subdued, their bodies would automatically explode, making them impossible to catch.

The only information that could be obtained from them was that they were followers of the Demon King.

But no one knows who the devil is, or even where he is - his followers appear all over the world at the same time.

"I'm not sure, but that's what they said." Monk Wu Jin said, "In addition to the Great Wall of Xuan Country, the European Wizard Council, Russia's Winter Castle, Fanying's Spirit Hall, the Iron Sun formed by the five countries of Brazil and South America, plus the Watchers of the Federation, a total of six major extraordinary organizations and their corresponding countries will attend this meeting... The Federation will not make such a boring joke."

"And this time, the Demon King disaster happened to be a global outbreak. I guess the Federation really found some evidence."

You Jian asked, "If I attend the meeting, does that mean that if we need to defeat that damn Demon King Sibana, I will also go?"

"Mr. Chuan should have this meaning." Monk Wu Jin acknowledged You Jian's guess.

It is worth mentioning that when Ren Zuo was in seclusion in order to adapt to the new concentration of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, the commander of the Great Wall he designated was Mr. Chuan.

Everyone knew that the person Ren Zuo was most wary of was Mr. Chuan, an outlier. However, when he was in seclusion, he appointed Mr. Chuan as the commander.

No one knows what he really thinks, but Mr. Chuan is indeed an excellent candidate for commander.

Ren Zuo had given up too many rights, paid too much, and sacrificed too much, so he had absolute decision-making power over the Great Wall, which was built with him as the core. Mr. Chuan was the commander, and everyone obeyed this order. Even You Jian had been fighting north and south under Mr. Chuan's command these days.

"That's good."

You Jian jumped up and stood on the railing, his back straight. He looked up at Shenhai City, where the sun had completely set and the bright moon was beginning to rise, and said in a slightly low voice:

"That's good."