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Yang Xiu suddenly stopped paying attention to Xiannu and looked towards the city gate where he had entered before.
“It .. could be ..” Xiannu had a bold guess, making Yang Xiu quite curious and walked closer to it.
After arriving there, Yang Xiu moved to the left side of the road and saw many groups of cultivators wearing red-robed clothes were walking in with injuries and injuries on various parts of the body, he said, it was as if he had just returned from the battlefield
They consisted of many realms, the lowest was the Divine Movement until the strongest was the Saint King!
As they walked into the city, the eyes of the residents looked so sad but also proud of these people, after all they were all warriors from the battlefields of the two races.
“Where are they from?” Yang Xiu asked Xiannu who was somehow always close to him.
Xiannu on the other side of her face was a little surprised because Yang Xiu did not know this, yet he still replied, “They are all soldiers sent by the City Lord to some demon race headquarters to fight. Usually sent is 200 people!”
“So ..”
Yang Xiu slightly frowned, if the normal number was 200 people, it meant that very many died because the ones who returned alive here were no more than 100 people.
When thinking of this, Yang Xiu directly walked away following this group of war soldiers.
“Where are you going?” xiannu shouted as he ran after Yang Xiu.
“I'm going where, it's none of your business! Go, this is no child's business.” Yang Xiu said without turning his body.
“A-little kids?” Xiannu seemed dissatisfied with it, but he still followed Yang Xiu.
Well, Yang Xiu did not care about her much either, even if she lived or died, it was already none of her business anymore.
***
“Greet the City Lord!”
Inside a building covered by a tall, round wall, the group of soldiers who had previously returned gathered there, while facing a Beak Baya Man.
He was two meters tall, somewhat black with a pair of dark green eyes. Hanging on the left side of his pants was a mace made of gold, an artifact of the Saint Acts.
That figure was the City Lord of this King City, his name was Yun Mao, his cultivation level was the peak of this world that of a stage 3 Saint King.
Meanwhile, the one who gave his first greeting was this great General in King City that was Bai Xiao with his Saint King stage 2 cultivation.
“General Bai, it looks like you guys are quite battered,” Yun Mao said with heavy breaths.
Hearing that, Bai Xiao melded a bitter smile, it had been almost their 3 months in fighting at the various demon race headquarters, but out of the 200 more people, only returned no more than 100 people, it's really a tough fight.
“Hah, if only the agreement did not exist, I would also intervene to help you!” yun Mao.
The agreement he was referring to was the agreement between the human race and the demon race, where they were stage 3 Siant Kings had given making a pact with the demon race to be quiet and their respective parties should not send Saint King realm cultivators stage 3 or vice versa, The Demon Race was forbidden from sending a stage 3 Greater Demon into the battlefield.
The Human Race clearly agreed to this idea, however it was very good at keeping future generations better, selling one day when the time was over, it was a decisive battle.
As the two were conversing for a while, from the direction of the entrance gate of the building, the sound of explosions rang out and several guards of the Divine Movement were thrown to the ground.
“Who would dare!?” Bai Xiao immediately turned around and shouted out loudly.
After the dust settled, Yang Xiu's figure appeared with Xiannu following him from behind in fear.
“Who are you?" Bai Xiao asked again, he did not directly take action as it sensed that Yang Xiu's cultivation realm was only the realm of the divine movement. The other soldiers would probably say he was an oppressor if he directly killed Yang Xiu.
Yang Xiu cupped his fists and said, “I came to offer myself to be a soldier!”
This statement of Yang Xiu made all of them look surprised, it was rare for a brave human like Yang Xiu to offer himself to the battlefield of death.
But, this attitude of Yang Xiu who barged in by force was disrespectful, so without warning, it was impolite, one of the Transcendent Stage 1 instantly shot towards Yang Xiu while punching him with a fiery fist.
Yang Xiu was silent and when the attack was about to hit him, he dodged to the side and held the man's arm with one hand.
“I said I want to be a soldier, why attack me?”
“Hah ... how can it be?” The face of the man whose arms were held back by Yang Xiu looked like he was unsure, he started to suspect that Yang Xiu might be playing the role of a pig to prey on tigers.
When he tried to pull out his hand, it instantly slipped apart, but still left without a grasp on its flesh.
When the man was about to punch Yang Xiu again, Yun Mao directly stopped him, “Enough!”
The man's fist was right beside Yang Xiu's head, if it wasn't stopped by Yun Mao, there might have been a fight in this place already.
***
A few moments later.
Inside a room, Yun Mao was talking to Bai Xiao a few words before finally telling her to come out.
“Log in!” the Yun Mao.
Klunkk ...
The door slowly opened and Yang Xiu walked into it while looking around the room before he finally focused on Yun Mao.
“Greetings, City Lord!”
“Ya, sit.”
After Yang Xiu finished sitting down, Yun Mao began to ask, “What is your name? From what tribe or place?”
Yang Xiu replied, “I am Yang Xiu, the chieftain of the Xian Xuan tribe!”
“Xian Xuan? ahh ... You mean a small tribe on the east end.” Yun Mao nodded, “So, what is the reason you want to become a soldier? you know, there's nothing good on the battlefield.”
Yang Xiu flicked his hands left and right. “No, I think you misrepresented the city lord. I am an alchemist, I have come to offer myself as an alchemist in this King City!”
“Alchemist?” Yun Mao raised her eyebrows, “What level?”
“Earth high rating!” yang Xiu replied with a flat face.
“?? Are you really serious?” Yun Mao slightly narrowed his eyes, ‘It is rare for a Divine Movement cultivator to be able to do this, moreover he is a martial artist, how can on the other hand he also be an alchemist?’
Yun Mao's confidence began to diminish, Yang Xiu who saw this directly said, “Lend me the pill refining room, I will prove it.”
“Dan, what if you fail?”
Yang Xiu got up to his feet and replied, “That is impossible as long as the sky is still blue.”
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Cultivation of Demon Race: (Divine Movenent) Demon Reincarnation (Transcendent) (Transcendent) (Saint) (Saint) (Greater Demon (Saint King)
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