In a world of chaos and demonic warfare, the Axe Gang reigns supreme.

"Ye Zi, are you really prepared to hand over Xiu Nan Street to Duan Kun to manage?"

Emerging from the main hall, Biaozi looked grave and inquired about Bai Ye's thoughts.

Now, Biaozi is filled with resentment towards Jiaoye, believing that he doesn't care about his brothers at all.

Bai Ye chuckled lightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and said in a slightly icy voice, "Let him handle things for me for now. Once I've dealt with Master Jiao, I'll deal with him."

Hearing Bai Ye's words, Biaozi's expression relaxed a little, fearing that Bai Ye would really bow down to Duan De and his son.

As Bai Ye and the other man were talking, a man wearing a cloak rushed toward them.

Noticing the man's unusual behavior, Bai Ye immediately dodged and struck him with a palm strike.

boom!

With a single palm strike from Bai Ye, the cloaked man was sent flying backward, dropping a piece of paper from his hand.

After being struck by Bai Ye's palm, the man coughed up several mouthfuls of blood before looking at Bai Ye with a wronged expression and saying, "I... I was delivering a letter to you..."

Although he knew the other party's purpose, Bai Ye did not apologize.

If you're going to deliver a letter, just do it properly. Instead, act all mysterious and sneaky. You deserved to get slapped by him.

Just as Bai Ye was about to look away, he saw a scene that shocked him, and couldn't help but take another look at the other person.

It wasn't that his eyes were mistaken; the cloaked man really did have a pair of ram's horns on his head.

"Sheep-people?"

Bai Ye exclaimed in surprise.

Compared to Bai Ye's confusion, Biaozi seemed to be used to it and explained to him with a smile: "Yezi, you don't know, foreigners are different from us. They have the bloodline of divine beasts in their bodies, so they have the characteristics of beastmen."

"Furthermore, the stronger the divine beast bloodline within them, the more pronounced their beast race bloodline will be."

……

Listening to Biaozi's story and seeing his humility, Bai Ye felt a pang of unease.

The mighty Xia Dynasty has been passed down for thousands of years. The true descendants of the dragon have such noble bloodlines that there is no need to envy or look up to the bloodlines of the beast race.

Biaozi is at least a minor leader in the Axe Gang, and now he has broken through to the Ming Jin level, so why does he lack national self-confidence?

Bai Ye was puzzled. He wanted to know if this situation was limited to Biaozi alone, or if it was the same for all the people of Daxia.

Bai Ye was very worried. If even a small gang leader like Biaozi was like this, the situation would probably be even worse for ordinary people.

"Biaozi, there's no need to be envious. The bloodline of my Great Xia clan is far more noble. How can mere foreign bloodlines compare?"

To Bai Ye's surprise, Biaozi, after hearing his words, not only did not gain confidence, but instead gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Yezi, I don't deny that you have strong cultivation talent, but if you say this to me, please forgive me for disagreeing."

"Our Great Xia bloodline is the lowest. We are ignorant, stupid, and lowly, like frogs at the bottom of a well. We have no divine beast bloodline in us. We are just the lowest race. We are a group of sinners abandoned by the gods."

"Fortunately, the foreign experts didn't give up and were willing to provide serum to modify our bloodlines and enhance our talents..."

Before Biaozi could finish speaking, Bai Ye was so angry that he felt sorry for him and interrupted him with a low shout.

Bai Ye's current mood can only be described as anger at his lack of ambition and sorrow for his misfortune; he cannot understand why Biao Zi is so self-deprecating.

"It seems we must meet with Smith."

After reading the contents of the note, Bai Ye took Biaozi to the church.

He wondered if there was any connection between the fact that both Master Jiao and the foreigners had asked him to meet at the church.

Before long, Bai Ye arrived at a gloomy pine forest, following the address on the note.

Deep within the pine forest, a marble church was built, giving it a very eerie feel.

Bai Ye briefly sensed his surroundings before entering the church with Biaozi, where he saw an elderly man with ram's horns.

He was holding a book made of animal hide. When he saw Bai and Ye enter the church, he immediately greeted them warmly: "Oh! My dearest friends, Ye, welcome! I am Father Smith, the priest of this church. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"You're getting ahead of yourself. I don't want to know you."

Bai Ye's expression was cold, his gaze fixed on the other person, creating a strong sense of crisis.

Although Smith appeared warm and kind, giving the impression of compassion for the world, Bai Ye still instinctively loathed him.

This feeling was even stronger than when he faced Chen Shuan, as if he and Smith were natural enemies.

"Night, you're so funny, but I like your humor."

Smith showed no anger at Bai Ye's cold attitude and said kindly, "Ye, I have no ill intentions towards you. I just want to be friends with you."

"Also, I know you're looking for your sister. Perhaps I can help you, but you have to grant me one request."

Upon hearing Smith's words, Bai Ye became even more wary of him.

The old saying is indeed true: "Those who offer unsolicited kindness are either up to no good or are thieves." This foreigner was definitely up to no good.

"What request?"

Bai Ye asked in a cold voice.

Seeing Bai Ye's increasingly indifferent attitude, Biaozi became anxious and kept giving Bai Ye meaningful glances.

But Bai Ye ignored him, remaining coldly wary of Smith.

"My request is very simple, and it's not difficult for you either."

Smith licked his lips, a fierce and greedy glint in his eyes, and continued with a chuckle, "Night, you are the most physically robust and vigorous person I have ever met among the Great Xia people."

"A physique as perfect as yours shouldn't be wasted. I want to obtain some of your blood to study how to fuse it with divine blood."

"If you agree to my request, I will not only help you find your sister, but also give you the first and second generation serums."

……

Upon hearing Smith's offer, Biaozi's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with disbelief.

He had personally witnessed that the conditions under which Jiao Ye asked Smith for the serum were completely opposite to those in Bai Ye's case.

Under Biaozi's shocked gaze, Bai Ye remained indifferent and directly rejected Smith: "I will find my sister myself. I am not interested in your serum, and I will not give you my blood."

"If you have nothing else to say, I won't keep you company any longer."

Bai Ye left after saying that, turning around to leave.

Seeing that Bai Ye was about to leave, Smith's expression darkened, and he reached out to grab Bai Ye: "Ye, my friend, please accept my help to cleanse the sinful blood from your body, so that the gods will protect you."

When Smith attacked Bai Ye, he was muttering incantations and making a series of shrill sheep-like bleating sounds, which made Bai Ye feel dizzy.

However, the blessing of the Yellow Dragon was soon triggered, restoring Bai Ye's consciousness.

In the brief moment of Bai Ye's dizziness, Smith had already drawn a rapier and thrust it into Bai Ye's chest.

Bai Ye was shocked to see this, surprised by how fast Smith had attacked. He immediately took out his Xuanhua Great Axe to prepare to defend himself.

At that moment, a black light suddenly burst forth on his chest, condensing into a black lotus to block the slender sword.

clang!

Under Black Lotus's resistance, the rapier was shattered, and Smith was also forced back by the impact.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ye was startled again. The Black Lotus Blood Dragon Robe had actually taken a sword for him.

As Bai Ye was reeling from the shock, a terrified scream suddenly echoed in his mind.

"They're coming again! Run! Run!"

"Rome has fallen! They're all dead! They've eaten all the neighbors!"

"The entire palace was burned down; it was a catastrophic disaster!"

"The land of Chu is sealed; they can't get in. Hurry!"

……

The mournful and sorrowful voice was filled with endless heartache and despair, as if it were experiencing the catastrophe of national subjugation and annihilation.

The sudden voice in his mind startled Bai Ye.

When Bai Ye realized that the voice came from the Black Lotus Blood Dragon Robe, his shock intensified.

However, given the current situation, there's no time to figure these things out; we need to deal with Smith first.

Immediately, Bai Ye brandished his double axes and charged towards Smith.