Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Thank you for your trust!" The white-haired youth sheathed his weapon and laughed heartily.

“In a place like Chongyuan, carrying a weapon is a provocation.”

"These soldiers are the minions of the Titans of Strife, and they have always been ruthless in exterminating their enemies."

"So here's the question," Yan Huan asked the white-haired youth, arms crossed.

"Why didn't you just say so? Why did you cut our weapons first?"

"Sorry, sorry, the situation was too urgent, so I acted a bit rashly." The white-haired youth scratched his head and immediately ran forward to pick up the tip of Dan Heng's spear.

"I will take responsibility for the repairs."

"No, you did it on purpose." Yan Huan wasn't buying it at all. "You're trying to disarm us."

Chapter 1166 Never mind him, sir!

"Huh? Is it really okay to be so blunt?"

The white-haired youth laughed:

"Okay... I do feel a little insecure, after all, you two look somewhat unfamiliar."

"Furthermore, there are some innocent people here. If you continue fighting, it would be bad if the families of those involved in the conflict were to be affected by the civilians."

The palace gates behind the broken bridge had been opened at some point, and people inside were peeking out, looking nervously in this direction.

"May I state my purpose, guest who has fallen from the sky?"

When faced with Bai E's question, Dan Heng and Yan Huan exchanged a glance.

Just then, shouts came from the other side of the broken bridge.

"Xiao Bai! You're causing trouble again, running so fast and getting into trouble all by yourself!!"

It was a little red-haired girl who lightly leaped across the broken bridge and landed beside the three of them.

"How could you break someone's weapon? This is terrible! Is this how you treat strangers?!"

Seeing the girl scolding the white-haired young man, Dan Heng quietly came to Yan Huan's side:

"This person is not simple either. If she really wanted to stop him, this white-haired youth would not have come to us."

"learn."

Yan Huan looked at the two people opposite her:

"We're here to help. If you're good people, then we're allies."

"But if they really want to fight us, and we're left with no other choice, joining those sculptures isn't out of the question!"

"Ah! You two strangers, please relax!" The red-haired girl turned around and quickly reassured them:

"We are all human beings, there is no need to make things tense."

"Xiaobai is worried that you are bad guys from heaven, but 'we' feel that you two have no ill intentions."

"Uh, let me introduce myself first."

The red-haired girl looked at the two of them:

“'We' are Tibo from Janusapolis, and this is… Little White, apologize now!”

She quickly patted the white-haired youth.

"Oh dear." The white-haired youth also looked at the two of them.

"Since Teacher Tibo says so, then... I'm sorry."

"You two arrived in a dangerous area, and your entrance was so unusual. I was just being overly cautious."

"That's understandable." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"We come from outer space; we are pioneers who have landed on this world."

"I only have one question." Yan Huan narrowed her eyes:

"Which bastard shot down our carriage? Was it you?"

"Oh dear, that's truly an injustice!" The white-haired youth quickly raised his hands, looking aggrieved.

"Why would I attack your carriages when I'm perfectly fine?"

"However... are you two not from 'heaven' but from 'outer heaven'?"

Tibbo, standing nearby, was also quite surprised. "This is even more incredible, my two friends. Luckily, you met 'us'."

"What do you mean?" Dan Heng asked.

"What I mean is, we won't hurt you two." The white-haired youth smiled slightly. "But it might not be the same for others. You are very lucky."

"What's with this 'you're letting us off the hook' tone?" Yan Huan scratched her head.

"Don't worry about the details; maybe you're just letting us go," the white-haired youth suggested, glancing around.

"Let's talk in private. It's really not safe to be out in the wild."

"As you can see, there are still many refugees trapped inside the temple."

“We are here to rescue and escort them to the [holy city] Ohmma, which is why I asked you two to stop fighting and repeatedly confirmed that you have no malicious intent.”

"If anything unexpected happens, they will have no power to resist."

The white-haired young man said earnestly:

“I am Bai E of the Ai Li Mi Xie. Please accept my apologies for any offense I may have caused.”

“A verbal apology isn’t enough. Can’t you do something more substantial?” Yan Huan reached out her hand.

"of course can."

Bai E then took out a bag of bread and tossed it to Yan Huan.

"Consider this food as an apology."

"?" Yan Huan took the bag, opened it, and smelled the bread.

It was indeed just ordinary bread.

"Do those refugees even have enough to eat? And this is all you're giving us?"

"Hmm?" Bai E seemed somewhat surprised.

"I didn't expect this gentleman to care so much about the vulnerable. Please rest assured, there will definitely be no shortage of food."

"Of course, I understand that a few slices of bread alone cannot make up for the bad impression I have given you both."

"If you need my help later, please don't hesitate to ask."

Dan Heng glanced at the bread in Yan Huan's hand and nodded slightly.

"My name is Dan Heng, and this is Yan Huan."

"We are new here and still have many questions in our minds."

"If you two can guarantee our safety, traveling together would naturally be a better choice."

"Please lead the way."

"Thanks for understanding."

Following in the footsteps of Bai'er and Tibo, the two crossed the broken bridge and arrived at the temple together.

The refugees sat on the ground, looking distressed, and didn't even bother to look at Yan Huan and Dan Heng, these two strangers.

In the center of the main hall, an old man stood on a high place and loudly questioned the man with a mustache below:

"Veltus, who asked you to summon the Golden Clan to take us to some holy city? We are priests of Janus, born like birds without feet, how can we endure being confined to one place?!"

A man with a mustache named Virtus stood in front of Yan Huan, urgently explaining:

“Mr. Nordus, too many of our comrades have died at the hands of Nicardoli’s soldiers. All I want is for everyone to be able to settle down and get a good night’s sleep!”

"Losing faith means losing everything. Do you really think Ohmma will tolerate us?" The old man's eyebrows shot up in anger as he roared.

"The end times are approaching, and no matter where you are, your life is uncertain!"

"Further words are useless. If you want to leave, then leave! But the rest of you will remain in the temple and receive the protection of Janus, the Gate of All Paths!"

Hearing these unfamiliar terms, Yan Huan felt a headache coming on.

What is all this... I don't understand at all.

However, judging from the context, since it involves both faith and protection, the 'Janus' they mentioned should be a deity.

"Which star god is named Janus?" Yan Huan asked Dan Heng.

"I don't remember." Dan Heng shook his head.

Seeing the old man arguing with the man with the mustache, Bai E quickly stepped forward and tried to stop them:

"Sir, please don't act impulsively—"

The old man looked at Bai E: "Golden Descendant, thank you for your care, but please allow people to choose their own destiny."

After saying that, the old man left on his own, no longer arguing with anyone.

"I'm sorry, Lord Golden Descendant, please excuse my rudeness." The man with the mustache who had been talking to the old man looked at Bai E, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Then he looked at Yan Huan and Dan Heng beside him.

"May I ask who these two people are...?"

“They also come from afar; they are travelers on their way to the Holy City,” Bai’er explained.

“I remember your name is… Virtus? Just call me Bai’er. What happened just now?”

"As you can see, Lord Bai'e, that's how it is." The man with the mustache sighed.

"Could you elaborate?" Bai'er pressed.

"Then I'll simplify it."

"it is good."