NOVPUBThese youngsters were all dressed in uniform purple robes, with a character ’武’ (Martial) etched on the back.
Based on Xu Zimei’s guess, these people, like himself, must have come here via a teleportation array.
The purple robes they wore also reminded Xu Zimei of a certain sect.
The Martial Extreme Holy Sect located on the Northern Continent.
An Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, whose founder was the Martial Emperor.
The group entered the tavern together, and Xu Zimei chose a seat by the window to sit down.
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"Junior Sister Xiaoxiao, what would you like to eat?" asked the young man sitting at the highest position, sword at his waist, looking attentively at the girl opposite him.
Shang Xiaoxiao shook her head and replied, "Senior Brother Lv Tian, you should ask everyone else for their opinion.
I’m fine with anything."
"We’ll follow Senior Brother Lv’s decision," said a young man named Guo Zhi with a smile. "Junior Sister Shang had better make a choice quickly.
In our entire sect, who doesn’t know about Senior Brother’s special feelings for you?"
The young men at the scene laughed out loud for a few moments while another girl named Fu Yu complained.
"I don’t know what the sect was thinking, forcing us to come to such a filthy place for training.
How can this place compare to the sect?"
"Stop complaining, Junior Sister Fu," Shang Xiaoxiao said with a smile. "The sect must have its reasons for doing this."
"This Dark Corner City is not like our Martial Extreme Holy Sect; we should all be more cautious," Lv Tian reminded from the side.
As the group was enjoying their meal, a crowd of people entered the tavern.
These people were all cloaked in black, with the robes enveloping their entire bodies.
The black capes were stern and silent; their faces completely obscured.
Only the person leading them swaggered in, a bald and portly man.
As soon as this bald fat man stepped into the tavern, he loudly demanded, "Shopkeeper, prepare a top-notch private room for me."
The shopkeeper looked up, saw the cloaked men behind the fat man, his face slightly changed, and he hurriedly agreed.
The bald fat man chuckled smugly. As he passed by the table of the Martial Extreme Holy Sect,
he accidentally caught sight of Shang Xiaoxiao, his eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter, saying, "There’s such a beautiful girl here."
As he spoke, his hands reached out toward Shang Xiaoxiao’s cheeks.
Lv Tian, seated beside her, frowned slightly, his sword sheath striking the fat man’s right hand. He said coldly, "Please mind your behavior."
Shang Xiaoxiao’s face also changed slightly as she took a few steps back.
Upon hearing Lv Tian’s words, the bald fat man laughed heartily as if he had heard a great joke.
"Kid, do you know who I am? Dare to talk to me like this?"
With a wave of his hand, the fat man ordered the cloaked men behind him, "Take them all down."
The sound of swords being drawn ’clang’ reverberated through the air; the cloaked people had surrounded all the disciples of the Martial Extreme Holy Sect, with the aura of Esteem Vein Realm pulsating around them.
"We are from the Martial Extreme Holy Sect," Guo Zhi’s face changed as he spoke sternly. "If you dare to capture us, are you not afraid of retaliation from our Imperial Rule Immortal Sect?"
Upon hearing Guo Zhi’s words, the cloaked individuals stopped in their tracks.
"What are you doing? Take them all down," the bald fat man on the side urged impatiently.
"Second Young Master, the Hall Master has ordered that we not provoke the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect," said one of the cloaked individuals, clearly troubled.
"What’s there to fear? I’ll take responsibility if anything happens. This is Dark Corner City; what can the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect do about it?" retorted the bald fat man with disdain.
"Besides, they are not from the Central Continent’s Imperial Rule Immortal Sect; their reach shouldn’t extend this far, should it?"
"Let’s clear the place first, to avoid idle gossip," said one of the cloaked individuals, frowning slightly.
Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, the remaining cloaked individuals began to clear out the tavern’s customers.
The tavern shopkeeper scurried to one side and dared not make a sound.
Many people were driven out.
There were also those who, unaware of the situation, had just arrived in Dark Corner City and complained discontentedly, "Who are these people? They’re so domineering."
It must be known that those who could come to Dark Corner City were once rulers of their own realms.
"Those are people from Senluo Hall, leave obediently if you don’t want to die," someone nearby warned.
Hearing the name of Senluo Hall, many people quickly shrank their heads and slunk away.
Although Dark Corner City was chaotic and lawless, there was no denying that the city indeed harbored three power factions universally acknowledged as the most formidable.
Senluo Hall, Puguang Hall, Thousand Swords Sect.
Each one of these forces had its own origins. Although they did not govern Dark Corner City, there was a common understanding that no one dared to provoke these powers.
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Xu Zimei sipped his strong liquor, watching the scene inside the tavern with interest.
At that moment, a person in a black robe approached Xu Zimei, pointed towards the entrance, and fixed his gaze on him.
The meaning was clear without words.
"It’s fine, you do your thing, I’ll eat mine, no trouble," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
The person in the black robe didn’t say anything more and directly raised his sword to chop at Xu Zimei’s head.
With a "boom," the noise almost drew the attention of everyone in the tavern.
The black-robed person was seen collapsed on the ground, mouth full of blood, struggling a few times before falling silent.
"You dare to kill a person from Senluo Hall," said the bald fatty, somewhat surprised as he looked at Xu Zimei.
"I said, you do your thing, I’ll eat my meal, no trouble," Xu Zimei stated indifferently.
Then, he simply lowered his head and continued to drink on his own.
The bald fatty’s face turned red with rage, yet he laughed in extreme anger, saying, "Fine, today I’m going to tell you.
If you can walk out of Dark Corner City alive, I’ll twist off my own head and give it to you as a chamber pot."
"Just with what you said just now, you’re already a dead man," Xu Zimei stated coolly.
"Kill, kill him for me," ordered the bald fatty to the remaining men in black robes.
Watching as all the black-robed men advanced toward him for the kill, nearly all of them were of Esteem Vein Realm in cultivation.
Xu Zimei slowly drew out his Tyrant Shadow blade, and he didn’t even bother to stand up as the Wugeng Thunderbolt began to permeate along the edge of the blade.
The sixth form of the Way of Inquiry, the Slaughter Blade, was unleashed, and the stench of blood and the mist of bloody fog spread out.
In the clamor of the tavern, as the Curved Blade descended, silence fell instantly.
All the black-robed figures stood frozen, as a line of blood spurted out from their necks.
There was a hint of panic in their eyes, wanting to say something as they slowly lifted their hands.
With a "plop," as their heads separated from their necks, their bodies also collapsed straight to the ground.
The bald fatty’s face drastically changed upon seeing this scene.
As Xu Zimei’s gaze turned toward him, he immediately knelt down.
"Don’t kill me, I’ll give you anything you want, my brother is the Hall Master of Senluo Hall."
Xu Zimei wiped the fresh blood off the blade with a piece of paper, then slowly stood up.
He walked step by step towards the bald fatty.
His gaze piercing through the gloomy city outside the tavern.
His eyes devoid of any emotion.
"This journey of slaughter in Central Continent, let’s start with Dark Corner City."
