I have a city in another world

Chapter 7069 The Self-Righteous Guy

A team dispatched from the mountain city settlement successfully ransomed a pilot and evacuated the city ruins as quickly as possible.

Perhaps they felt guilty, fearing that staying too long would lead to more unforeseen events.

The city's ruins were no longer under their control; they harbored deadly dangers.

If the losses weren't too great and they didn't want to get bogged down in it, the mountain city settlement would never have compromised.

The other pilot was trapped in the hands of the demonic monks and there was no way to rescue him.

Knowing the difficulty of the rescue, the mountain town settlement decided to give up, assuming that the enemy had already been killed in action.

Of course, some information has not been made public; everything is just speculation.

Even so, it is still shocking; no one expected such an outcome.

In another part of the ruins, a gathering place for demonic monks.

"Those despicable bastards only borrowed the prestige of our Blood Demon Sect, but ended up getting a free ride!"

Upon hearing that the ransom had been paid in the mountain city settlement, a cultivator was indignant, his words filled with resentment.

"Junior Brother Ding, the overall situation is more important. We can only swallow this anger for now and let them be arrogant for a while longer."

Someone nearby said, their tone equally somber.

"No, this matter can't be left like this. We need an explanation, or I won't swallow this insult!"

The man who spoke made up his mind in the blink of an eye, got up and walked out of the camp.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing this, his companion quickly pressed for details, having already guessed what the other person was thinking.

This junior brother has always been arrogant and conceited, regarding human life as worthless as ants.

Now that they feel their own camp has been taken advantage of by a bunch of ants, how could they possibly let it go?

He knew this too, and deliberately provoked the other party with his words, and now he has indeed gotten what he wanted.

He secretly smiled sinisterly, while verbally advising the other party not to take the risk.

But deep down, he knew that the more he advised the other party, the less likely he was to stop them.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't worry about me. Today, those ants must pay the price!"

Sure enough, after only a few words, his junior brother disappeared without a trace, heading straight for the gathering place in the center of the city.

With a silent snort, the cultivator surnamed Bai waited for a few minutes before turning to find the person in charge of the mission.

Not long after, he found the silver-haired man in the leather jacket and told him about it.

Upon hearing this, the silver-haired man pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"It would be good to test the waters and see the specific situation. If we can subdue them, that would be even better."

If they remain obstinate, then we'll find an opportunity to eliminate them.

After a pause, the silver-haired man continued, "Take a few people with you and come along. They can provide support if anything unexpected happens."

After saying that, he raised a large cup of blood wine, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

A thick, bloody smell emanated from his nostrils, which he then inhaled repeatedly.

The central gathering area of ​​the city was still shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Junior Brother Ding suddenly appeared, and looking at the foggy scene, he showed a solemn expression.

I had heard before that there were cultivators here, and that they might have set up an array.

He thought they were just a group of rogue cultivators with little skill.

These rogue cultivators are nothing compared to the Blood Demon Sect. They must either submit or die!
But looking at the scene before me, I knew this thick fog was no ordinary thing, and it would be dangerous to force my way through.

However, the words have already been spoken, and if they were to return like this, they would surely be ridiculed by their fellow disciples.

"I want to see what extraordinary abilities a group of rogue cultivators can possess."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young cultivator began chanting an incantation, and a blood-red mist rose around him.

With a flick of his wrist, a blood-red longsword appeared in his hand, and he stepped into the mist.

A few seconds later, a monster roared, but it was muffled by the fog.

Soon another group of armed men appeared in front of the gathering place, led by the very same Senior Brother Bai.

They searched for their companion's trail, but couldn't see him at all. The sounds coming from the thick fog led them to conclude that their companion must have already gone inside.

Hearing the roars of the monsters, the expressions of the crowd, who had initially been disdainful, became serious.

They then realized that they might have underestimated this place before.

"Senior Brother Bai, what should we do? Should we go in and rescue them?"

The Blood Demon Sect has very few requirements for recruiting disciples; anyone with cultivation aptitude can join.

Like raising a venomous insect, the capable will gain more resources, while the mediocre will always remain at the bottom.

Therefore, given the opportunity, Blood Demon Sect cultivators would scramble to grab it, fearing that the benefits would fall into the hands of others.

Although they called each other fellow disciples, they didn't actually have much affection for each other; instead, they were constantly fighting each other, both openly and secretly.

Now that they are in danger and need to risk a rescue, everyone hesitated.

I don't want to risk my life to save others.

Senior Brother Bai, who had deliberately instigated the incident, remained outwardly calm but inwardly smug.

He was quite surprised to find that this place was even more dangerous than he had imagined.

That fool actually went in; he'd better not come out alive.

Although you may think this way, you can't show it; instead, you have to appear caring.

Upon hearing the questions from the crowd, Senior Brother Bai pondered for a moment and said in a solemn tone, "This place is dangerous. We must not act rashly, otherwise we will not only fail to rescue Junior Brother Ding, but also endanger even more people."

Everyone nodded in agreement; they didn't want to take any risks either.

The sounds in the mist suddenly stopped, as if the monsters had vanished in an instant.

After waiting for a long time, Junior Brother Ding still did not come out, and he was likely trapped in the thick fog.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, but they cursed inwardly, feeling caught in a dilemma.

If fellow cultivators are in danger and they remain indifferent, they will inevitably be punished according to the sect's rules.

But if he were to take action, he himself might also be in danger.

That damn bastard, why did he have to show off like that? Now I'm dragged into this mess too.

"Senior Brother Bai, what should we do next?"

Senior Brother Bai remained silent. He had no intention of saving anyone, but he couldn't just sit idly by.

Right now, the only thing to do is to put on a show in front of everyone to avoid arousing the suspicion of the inspector.

"Immediately shout out, identify yourselves, and demand that they release the person immediately!"

"I will tell Senior Brother Feng about this matter and ask him how to handle it."

Senior Brother Feng was none other than the silver-haired man in the leather jacket, an elite member of the Blood Demon Sect's inner sect.

Senior Brother Bai, Junior Brother Ding, and a group of cultivators and martial artists present were all members of the outer sect.

Whether one is a cultivator or a martial artist, the Blood Demon Sect will recruit from the outer sect. However, whether one can become an inner disciple depends on one's fate and cultivation strength.

In terms of both treatment and strength, they are vastly different from the inner disciples. When acting outside, they must unconditionally obey the inner disciples.

A warrior clad in fish-scale armor arrived in front of the mist and began shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Listen up, you people inside! We are cultivators from the Blood Demon Sect, the vanguard in our attack on the mountain city settlement."

Before long, the Blood Demon Sect's army will arrive and occupy the mountain city settlement.

"Release them immediately, and we may treat you leniently. If you remain obstinate, you will ultimately face death!"

The martial artist's words carried confidence and threat. As a member of the Blood Demon Sect, he was virtually unrestrained in the outside world, and no one dared to provoke him easily.

Even if there are cultivators in this gathering place, they would absolutely not dare to provoke the Blood Demon Sect.

They thought that revealing their identities would elicit a response from the members of this gathering place, but there was no reaction at all.

The warrior's face showed anger, and just as he was about to shout threats again, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out from the thick fog.

The speed was so fast that the martial artist didn't even have time to react before being shot in the chest by an arrow.

Everyone was shocked and was about to rush to their aid when they heard a sound.

"If you want to release them, pay the ransom!"