Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Okay. On the condition that you can get that guy down."

"No need for the elders to worry, I will take care of it myself."

The dark-skinned woman slightly raised her head, glanced at Yan Huan standing on the city wall, and then walked towards the city wall without looking back, beginning to climb.

"Oh?"

Sensing the imposing aura below, Yan Huan couldn't help but squat down and take a closer look at the burly woman.

He seems... to be quite an impressive person.

The strong woman kept climbing and quickly surpassed most people, reaching the front of the group.

Her arms were bulging with dark veins and she was covered in sweat, but she didn't slow down and kept going.

She quickly completed half of the climb.

On the city wall, Yan Huan's applause rang out.

'Pat pat pat pat pat—'

"That's really impressive. I acknowledge your strength for managing to climb this far."

"But what's next?"

Yan Huan took out a bucket of cooking oil and slowly poured it in.

Yellowish oil droplets seeped into the wall and slowly spread downwards, soon reaching above the strong woman.

"You...! Despicable!"

Chapter 1235 You are really a minority

"Hahaha, so what?"

Yan Huan laughed loudly as she bent over to pour the oil:

"You really think those who reach the summit first will help those who reach it later? Don't dream about it. You should thank my ancestors for eighteen generations if I didn't give you gasoline to start a fire!"

At the same time, a small stream of yellowish liquid unknowingly flowed to the edge of Yan Huan's shoes.

‘Plop——’

Before everyone's eyes, a figure fell from the city wall and landed solidly on the cushioning mat.

"..."

Yan Huan slowly got up, looked at the crowd that had gathered around and were eyeing her menacingly, and said with an awkward smile:

"Excuse me, my foot slipped..."

……

The inner city of Xuanfeng City.

The detention area.

Yan Huan and Xia Die were both shackled and locked in a cage, awaiting their fate.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will both face the death penalty.

"Look, they're in!"

Yan Huan said smugly:

"I knew it! Why bother with this stupid festival? We could have just easily gotten into the inner city."

"As expected of you, Your Excellency, you are truly insightful and far-sighted..." Xia Die was full of admiration.

Entering the inner city so easily certainly saved a lot of trouble.

Outside the cell, it appeared that other people were being tried.

"Who are the defeated who returned disgraced on the battlefield? Who are the flies that strayed into the blood-soaked maw? Who are the filth on the hanging blade that should be washed into the river of blood? Who has failed the mission entrusted to Nicardi by the strife?"

A bearded governor was leading the Suspended Peak tribesmen in a moral education session with a member of the Heavenly Tribulation not far away.

“It is you—the creature it itself forged.”

"Your bloodline is as noble as that of a gladiator who has fought a bloody battle, and your mission is as lofty as that of a priest who has disemboweled his victim."

"But you have failed your destiny, suffering a defeat in the surprise attack and retreating in defeat!"

"A failed weapon of conflict, a guilty people hanging by a thread."

"Your broken body can no longer fight. The blade of glory will shatter your shameful shell and let the hand of death wipe away the filth of the blade."

He spread his hands and recited aloud:

“Children of Nicardo, take your humiliated sister to prison and let her await her fate alongside the sinners!”

After waiting for a while, this divinely punished relative was thrown into Yan Huan and Xia Die's cell.

There are now four people in this small space.

"Oh, another new friend has arrived."

The man lying in the corner saw that even the Heavenly Punishment's retinue had been thrown in, and couldn't help but sneer:

"Haha, people often say that Suspended Peak City is a rough place, but it seems that's not the case."

"They not only brought friends to the prisoners of war, but these friends were also beautiful young women!"

"?" Yan Huan turned around in disbelief:

"A beautiful girl? Dude, you must be starving..."

These days, you can see many talented people, but there are very few who would even lay a hand on a monster.

"...I am not your friend."

The Heavenly Punishment Hunter, now heavily wounded, gasped for breath:

"I am just a loser who has to go to the Yellow Springs with you because I failed to send your entire army to the River Styx."

"And I am not a girl, it's just that the armor is made to look like a woman..."

"No, no, no." The man shook his head with a sigh, stood up, and said with a faint smile:

"Meneta above, this stone body combines the beauty of a woman with the exquisite craftsmanship of a sculpture, and the beauty of indomitable spirit and resilience is reflected in your face."

"If you ask me, you are the most beautiful girl in this city."

"Eek~~~" Yan Huan was so disgusted by the oil that she quickly distanced herself from the man, and Xia Die did the same.

Even the praised Heavenly Punishment Hunter uttered a tone of disgust:

“…Those frivolous bandits, scoundrels, and defeated outlaws, do not insult the warriors of Suspended Peak City with foul language.”

“Exactly, exactly.” Yan Huan and Xia Die nodded in agreement.

"Haha, you've come up with quite a variety of nicknames for me, but I still prefer you to call me by my name—Paris."

“Beautiful girl, look, you’re now one of their discarded creations too. Why don’t we cooperate…” Paris said with a greasy grin.

"The cells here aren't very sturdy. You just need to break down the iron door, and we'll take care of the rest."

"Hmph, even when you're about to die, you're still thinking about running away."

The Heavenly Punishment Hunter glanced at the three of them disdainfully.

"If you want to escape, then escape on your own. Warriors on the edge of the cliff are not afraid of death."

"Don't be so stubborn!" Paris tried to dissuade him.

"Didn't you hear them say they wanted to turn us into sacrifices, cut us into pieces, and throw us into the golden blood of the Soul Forging to appease Nicardi's wrath?"

"So what?" the Heavenly Punishment Hunter said calmly.

"As a creation of Nicardi, defeat would be the greatest blasphemy against my father, and I should throw myself into the tide of death to atone for it."

Paris scoffed:

"Come on, if it could calm down just by seeing others turn into pieces and go into the pot, it would be a Titan in charge of cooking!"

"I've heard that Nicardoli is currently in hibernation, and those priests and elders are in charge..."

"Fine, since you're not willing to partner up, then we'll figure out how to run away on our own."

"What a waste of such a beautiful figure..."

Seeing that Paris was actually staring at the appearance of the Heavenly Punishment Hunter, Yan Huan felt a sudden shock to her mind.

"Dude, have you starved to death here? You're even interested in rocks."

"What do you know?" Paris glanced at Yan Huan, then looked at Xia Die behind him, and said disdainfully:

"We single guys usually only have our right hand for company, but now even if we see a woman who is considered unlucky, we can still say that she is still charming."

"Look at you... you brought such a beautiful girlfriend, and you still came in just like me?"

"I think you should talk to those people outside."

"What are you going to discuss?" Yan Huan asked, puzzled.

"Silly, of course you should give your girlfriend to them!" Paris laughed.

"If you ask me, these lunatics who only know how to fight all day long have never tasted the finest things."

"Look how beautiful your girlfriend is. If we could get her to sacrifice a little bit of her looks, there's a very good chance we'd..."

"Oh, no." Yan Huan shook her head.

"I'm tired of living, I want to die with her."

Paris was slightly angry. "Huh? Have you been brainwashed by the people here? You want to die without even asking your girlfriend if she'll agree to die with you?"

“I do,” Xia Die answered without hesitation.

"..."

Seeing that none of the three were willing to escape with him, Paris lost his temper.

What the hell? They all seem to want to die.