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Ordinary people are ultimately just ordinary people. In the eyes of the common folk of Nine Gates Town, who have never encountered a Cultivator or even a Professional, those dressed in Dao Robes who can fly in the sky must be immortals. If they also wielded a Flying Sword, they would undoubtedly be the legendary Sword Immortals.
Since the title "Sword Immortal" contains the character for "immortal," it is something that cannot be offended. With this mindset, many townsfolk gazing at the thousands of colorful streaks of light in the sky felt a twinge of fear in their otherwise simple eyes. Some even knelt down on the ground in reverence, seemingly ignoring the 'Bandits' before them.
It makes sense; if living immortals appeared above Nine Gates Town, then the townspeople naturally believed that these thousands of Cultivators had come specifically to save them. After all, immortals in the Nine Provinces are known for their benevolence and willingness to help those in need. Once this thought took hold, even if the Heavenly King himself came to Nine Gates Town, the ordinary folk would likely remain indifferent—let alone a group of 'Bandits' dressed differently from usual.
Just as the attention of Nine Gates Town's citizens was fully focused on the sky, a sudden conversation broke through their thoughts, clear and distinct. Two individuals were discussing:
"Yang Guangyao, those people in the sky must be Cultivators, right? Our Young Master still hasn't sent any news; should we grab someone to ask?"
"Ask? What a load of nonsense! Lo Shaobin, look at those Flying Swords beneath them; it's obvious these people are Cultivators from Eastern State. At this critical moment, who else could it be but that group brought by Lingxiao? I say we should just go ahead and give them a good beating first, then slowly search for our Young Master afterward..."
"This..."
No Nine Gates Town citizen could process any more of the conversation after hearing those words. Beat up a Sword Immortal? Was that something a person could do?
Their attention shifted back to the earlier group of 'Bandits.' After the initial shock wore off, they quickly identified the source of the voices among these oddly dressed Bandits: two young men with notably youthful faces were conversing. This led to a series of negative evaluations from the townsfolk towards these two individuals. Aside from being arrogant and conceited, every citizen concluded that they were simply asking for trouble. If Zhao Ziyu were present, it would not be hard to recognize that these two were none other than Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin, two squad leaders from Dragon Hall who had once followed Ye Huan.
Speaking of Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin, three months ago when they went to the royal capital, Ye Huan had decided to keep these two Ninth Level Professionals behind for Zhao Ziyu's safety. Additionally, Ye Huan taught them the most basic cultivation methods. After Ye Huan left, Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin not only fulfilled their duties as bodyguards but also frequently took time to cultivate. It wasn't until Zuo Yi sent someone to propose marriage on behalf of Ye Huan that their situation changed; they returned with Zhao Ziyu to Dragon Hall.
During Ye Huan's three-month coma, both Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin significantly improved their strength, advancing from Foundation Establishment Stage to Cultivation Stage. They became prominent figures within Dragon Hall. Even when Zuo Yi led Dragon Hall disciples to arrive, he had no choice but to appoint these two to lead hundreds as vanguards. As for Zuo Yi himself, due to Dragon Hall's rapid development and insufficient weaponry left by Ye Huan, he reluctantly led a large force slowly behind them—much to Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin's advantage. In other words, their decisions now represented the highest command for all Dragon Hall members arriving at Nine Gates Town.
"Attack!"
A sudden thunderclap echoed across the flat ground, startling nearly all the citizens of Nine Gates Town with Yang Guangyao's loud shout. However, what truly terrified them was the sight of several hundred oddly dressed bandits, each wielding nearly one-meter-long black sticks that erupted with dazzling flames at their tips, resembling fireworks in the night sky. Occasionally, missiles the size of corn cobs would shoot out from the ends of these sticks, trailing long tails as they soared into the air.
The sound of gunfire rang out above Nine Gates Town, catching thousands of cultivators off guard. Leading them was none other than Beitang Mo, who had only recently crossed paths with Ye Huan.
"What is happening?"
Having been struck by two incoming bullets, Beitang Mo felt a sting on his skin despite his profound cultivation. This was not due to a lack of timely reaction; rather, after encountering Ye Huan, he had grown too complacent in the calmness of his journey, losing the vigilance expected of a cultivator and forgetting his status as an outsider. When faced with this sudden ambush, he couldn't help but exclaim in shock before looking down at the ground.
In truth, there weren't many people on the ground. Aside from about a hundred ordinary citizens of Nine Gates Town watching Yang Guangyao, Weiyang's team consisted of only two to three hundred members. Together, they barely made up half of the cultivators in the sky. However, since Weiyang and his companions were inside the town surrounded by numerous buildings, Beitang Mo felt an overwhelming sense of danger emanating from below. Thus, he decided against using his Divine Sense to probe downwards and made a decision that no one could find fault with: he instructed the thousands of cultivators in the sky, "Quickly disperse! Everyone spread out!"
Initially, if the thousands of cultivators had gathered together and unleashed a coordinated attack with their Flying Swords, Yang Guangyao and his group might not have known how they met their end. But once they dispersed, it undoubtedly gave the Dragon Hall members opportunities to pick off these cultivators one by one.
Among all the Dragon Hall disciples, Lo Shaobin stood out prominently as he held an M60 that Ye Huan had previously left behind. However, Yang Guangyao cleverly capitalized on this fact and swiftly issued combat orders to most of the Dragon Hall disciples armed with M4A1 assault rifles: "Follow the trajectory of the M60! Attack whoever Lo Shaobin targets!"
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