Chapter 217

“General Jiang, you have to think about it. You only have a small spring city. With what strength can it compete with a guild like Wencheng Master who holds more than ten important towns?” Gu Zhengqing’s eyes narrowed.

General Jiang cracked his fists, “I never like bullshit. No matter who he is, I think it’s good to be beaten. Whoever is beaten first will be counted as a loser. It won’t be useful using your mouth to spit nonsense.”　　

“For the sake of a half demon, you did not hesitate to destroy the reputation of your entire Blizzard, then I have to fight!” Gu Zhengqing waved his hand.　　

“Wait a minute!” It was Han Youming who shouted. He came with Dongcheng’s men and stood beside General Jiang, also blocking Ye Peitian.　　

“Brother Han, you can’t be fooled by the little favor of the demon. When we catch him, we can get more holy blood that our brothers and sisters needed,” Wen Tongji was anxious.　　

He was sprayed with the tears of the tenth-order executioner. After taking a bunch of antidotes, he was still unable to move. It was sprayed all over him. Since he reached out and blocked his mouth at the time, he could barely speak. After facing these embarrassments, he couldn’t help but stand up and persuade Han Youming who was living in the city next to him.

Han Youming sneered, “I don’t have much to say. I have said that I owe him. Whoever wants to fight Ye Peitian today, must first step on my body.”

The Xuyang saints beside Wen Tongji inevitably started shivering. Their neighbors, Xu Yang and Han Youming, were next to each other. They were familiar with each other through friction and cooperation. This Hancheng lord rose up in the later period. He was now desperate to stand beside Ye Peitian, making these old opponents secretly retreat.　　

“You southerners are insidious, and us northerners are not used to it. Why did you donate blood to save people? You are making people leech behind your back.” 

It was Suwen of the Wind Corps who said that. He had a good relationship with General Jiang, and had been guarding the border of the northernmost ice field. The soldiers in the team were all powerful. They had the coolness of the men in the extremely cold place. This momentum came out and pressed the other side.　　

“Why do you want to catch Brother Ye? His blood just saved my mother’s life,” a boy from North Town squeezed into the crowd and threw a stone at Gu Chengqing. The stone was not hit, and the boy was dragged back by his father in a hurry. They were just ordinary people who couldn’t afford fighting these great people.

“When Shennai bullied us, you didn’t do anything. When I drank dirty water and became a demon, people like you would say that you can have no control over our life. When he was strong you let us drink his blood as a medicine. But when he is weak, what kind of holy blood are you going to grab?! I am a lonely old woman, and I will fight with you scums today!” An old woman with white hair twitched her crutches and threw a stone out.

Of course, the stone landed halfway weakly, and failed to hit Gu Zhengqing and Wen Tongji.

But one stone after another fell out of the crowd.

Gu Zhengqing couldn’t understand. In this bloodthirsty and cruel world, he stepped up to his present position step by step, knowing the laws of the jungle.

But everything that day was beyond his expectations.

Those who stood up against him were all weaker than him.

For a Ye Peitian even the people who lived at the lowest level of society, who in the face of the strong had always refrained from oppression, dared to speak out. He knew he should retreat, but he was unwilling.

Until a huge silver eye totem rose into the sky.

Everyone standing on Gu Zhengqing’s side had acupuncture-like pain. Some lower-level ability holders couldn’t even resist and became comatose directly on the ground.　　

This was a spiritual saint, attacking them.　　

Saint Ziming, the highest-ranking spiritual department of mankind, appeared beside Ye Peitian.

Gu Zhengqing sent people to take him away. When confronting demons, spiritual saints of the same rank were not as good as combat saints, but in the confrontation between humans, spiritual attacks often had a powerful ability to reverse the situation.

Ye Peitian stood there, staring blankly at the enemies gradually receding.　　

These men wore bright clothes and wore the banner of Demon Guard Road, and had encircled and suppressed him countless times. In the desert and the yellow sand, in the Gobi barren mountains, he was always alone, with cold heart, cold blood, turned himself into a demon, and these enemies with fangs and claws died.　　

He didn’t know when it started, there was one more person beside him. That person was obviously not very strong, but she could always stand firmly beside him like now and protect him.

Gradually, there were more people around.

Xiaojie, Xin Ziming, Blizzard’s comrades, Qilin’s comrades, Red Wolf’s comrades,…

He hadn’t even fought yet, the enemies with open teeth and claws had picked up their tails, and the locusts receded.

When were so many people standing in front of him? So many companions stood in front of him to protect him.

From that moment, the demon returned to the world and became a real human being with love, friends, and companions.

He would no longer be alone because he was guarded by his loved ones.

He would become stronger in order to protect everything he loved.

As Genesis and Xu Yang’s horrendous defeat retreated, other large and small city lords who were on the sidelines silently withdrew from Beizhen, and even some tentatively expressed their willingness to become friends with Ye Peitian and symbolically criticized Gu Zhengqing’s injustice.