Ci… … La… …
The sound of tearing, difficult to describe in words, echoed in the noodle shop.
A scarlet spine, still clinging to flesh, was ripped out, and the Bloodflame Saint used it to lash violently at Jing Dun.
In an instant, Jing Dun's body was torn in two, and he lay on the ground groaning, clearly beyond saving.
Qian Er leisurely pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, then stood up, walked to Jing Dun's side, and reached out to take his spatial backpack.
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Opening it, sure enough, there was very little he could use.
After setting aside the things he could use, Qian Er simply closed the spatial backpack, filled with trinkets and jewelry that were difficult to sell and took up space, and threw it to the noodle shop owner, who was hiding in the crowd, shrinking his neck like a quail.
"Your noodles are good; consider this compensation.
Notify the Beast Control Bureau to come and clean up."
With that, Qian Er draped the coat hanging on the back of the chair over his shoulders and walked out the door, leaving a group of people looking at each other in dismay, while the other diners all looked enviously at the spatial backpack in the owner's hand.
Although Qian Er had taken away most of the contents of the spatial backpack right before their eyes, the remaining scraps were enough for the owner to live comfortably.
That was an elite peak-stage Beast Master, with the potential to reach the Warden level.
Even a little something that leaked from the fingers of such a powerful figure would be enough to keep an ordinary person well-fed.
Envious as they were, no one dared to show it.
After congratulating the owner, they all paid their bills and left, not even finishing the food on their tables.
The whole place was covered in blood; how could they eat?
Just looking at it made them lose their appetite.
Meanwhile, Qian Er, after leaving the shop, didn't go home or back to the hotel.
Instead, he walked slowly towards the edge of the city, hands in his pockets, facing the setting sun.
Although he was walking at a leisurely pace, the speed of a quasi-King level Beast Master was not to be underestimated.
Before long, the tall steel city walls appeared before Qian Er.
Now, the outskirts of human settlements all over the world are surrounded by these walls.
The ancient brick city walls had been torn down before the era of the Awakening of All Things because they hindered development.
Even those that hadn't been torn down were used as tourist attractions.
Later, with the Awakening of All Things and the rise of all races, humans rebuilt the city walls for self-protection, but this time using steel.
"Going out of the city."
The guards at the gate were also Beast Masters, carrying their own beasts, all around level ten.
They didn't show anything unusual in front of Qian Er; the difference in strength was too great, and they couldn't even sense Qian Er's power.
Nothing dramatic happened; after completing the formalities, Qian Er left the city and entered the wilderness.
After wandering aimlessly in the wilderness for half an hour, Qian Er stopped and sighed helplessly.
"Are you all so afraid of me?"
He didn't sense any other auras, but he was sure that the group was definitely watching him.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you.
My real body is here; the military is besieging the Zhao family, unable to spare any energy to watch me.
This isn't the Imperial Academy, nor is it within the protective range of Senior Xiaoyue.
I don't have anyone else with me.
This might be your last chance; if you miss this opportunity, I estimate that I won't leave the Imperial Academy until I break through to True King."
Qian Er spread his hands, appearing completely defenseless, and shouted loudly into the surrounding wilderness.
"… …"
But the only response was silence.
The fierce sound of the wind echoed in the wilderness; apart from his own voice, there wasn't a single sound.
"Tsk tsk, you're really timid enough.
In that case, I'll go back; you can wait for me to break through to True King before coming to find you."
After waiting a while longer, seeing that there was still no response, Qian Er chuckled and turned to walk towards the city.
He walked until he was not far from the city gate, but there was still no attack.
But Qian Er quietly became alert, because usually at this time, a person's vigilance should be at its lowest.
"Sir, you're back."
The guards at the gate greeted Qian Er warmly when they saw him return.
From the information they had registered earlier, they already knew Qian Er's identity; naturally, they wanted to curry favor.
And Qian Er nodded with a smile.
But just then, a cold light flashed, and a terrifying wind blade sliced through the air, tearing the square steel city wall, fifteen meters wide and high, into pieces.
And Qian Er's body was also torn to shreds in the wind.
"… … I… … killed Qian Er?"
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
After a brief silence, a murmur of disbelief came from the mouth of a person wearing a black robe.
He had been standing at the base of the city wall, but no one had noticed his existence.
At this moment, his face was blank, staring incredulously at the pile of minced meat on the ground.
Although he had simulated it countless times before taking action, when he saw that the culprit who had troubled the Eight Families for so long, and even brought the Zhao family to the brink of destruction, had died before his eyes, the strong sense of unreality still made him somewhat dazed.
And his beast also revealed its presence behind him, it was the Wind Demon Feilian who had assassinated Qian Er before.
【Feilian】
【Attribute: Wind】
【Level: 59 (Advanced Quasi-King)】
【Aptitude: Gold】
【Stamina Racial Value: 85】
【Attack Racial Value: 110】
【Defense Racial Value: 80】
【Special Attack Racial Value: 50】
【Special Defense Racial Value: 80】
【Speed Racial Value: 130】
Feilian was also somewhat dazed at this time, never expecting that the great enemy would die before his eyes, and be killed by his own hand, cut into minced meat with wind blades.
"… … Really dead?"
After a while, a black-robed man standing on the other side trotted over, looking at the minced meat on the ground, his fingers trembling with excitement.
"Really dead! Hahahaha! I knew it, how could a mud-legged commoner shake our rule?
Without him, and after saving the Zhao family, the situation between us and the Empire will return to the previous mutual confrontation, mutual balance!"
A burly black-robed man jumped down from the city wall, unable to restrain his laughter.
This black robe seemed to be some kind of Beast Control Tool, capable of isolating oneself, and with a very high priority; even the Bloodflame Saint's ability to see through didn't detect these people.
"It's a pity that his head wasn't left behind, otherwise we could use his head to send a message in all directions, to tell those fools who are restless because of the appearance of this little beast that Yan Country is still our Eight Families' Yan Country!"
A resentful female voice sounded from behind.
The water-type lecturer from the Imperial Academy walked over, lifting the black hood on her head, her tone full of hatred.
She hated Qian Er's offense against her back then.
But just then, an arm gently hooked her neck.
"Is there no one else left? Tea—cher—"
A gentle voice rang in her ear, even breathing on her ear.
But at this time, facing this offensive action, the water-type lecturer was not annoyed at all, but stiffened all over, like a cat whose fur had exploded, her waist straightened instantly.
