Chapter 113 113: Class A Threat



The intense heat coming approaching his back at rapid speed produced a sound similar to sizzling lightning which became deafeningly loud just as the heat was at its strongest. Having caught up to Yoze, Martial Silver Thunder stabbed straight at Yoze's back, using his spear that sizzled with lightning, to pierce through his heart and kill him in one fell swoop.

However, just as the tip of the spear was about to touch Yoze's armor, Yoze's body bent in an unnatural manner that should have broken his bones to avoid the spear attack. It was like he was made out of a piece of flexible string being able to easily move out of the attack path of the spear.

At the same time, Martial Silver Thunder felt an intense sense of danger gripping his heart, making him forcefully cancel his attack to escape. Just as he retracted his spear he saw Yoze's arm fly toward him like a whip.

Jumping backward to avoid the danger, Martial Silver Thunder suddenly remembered that they were there to rob them of their demon meat and demon bones and not to kill every last person. And since he noticed that Yoze wasn't planning on retaking the cargo, Martial Silver Thunder decided to stop following such a dangerous man.

Even if Martial Silver Thunder wanted to chase after Yoze and Timothy they had already long escaped the blood fog by the time he had made a decision. It would have been not only difficult for the ambushers to try and catch up to him but it would have put their entire plan in jeopardy.

The only way it was possible for them to catch up and surround Yoze was if he greatly slowed down his speed so that the Blood Masters could catch up. If Yoze didn't slow down with his current speed it would be impossible for him to be surrounded and be forced to fight.

The only person that could keep up with his speed and have the possibility to catch up was Martial Silver Thunder. And one person wasn't enough to stop Yoze or force him to do anything.

Even though they only had a brief encounter with each other and exchanged a few attacks, Martial Silver Thunder was able to create a profile of his threat level. In Martial Thunder's mind, Yoze was only a class-A threat and not the more dangerous class-S threat.

Yoze was strong, fast, had incredible reaction speed, and had powerful attacks that were at the utmost peak of the Blood Master realm or early stages of the Martial Grandmaster realm. Not only that Martial Silver Thunder mistook he was at the peak of the Blood Master level and was going to become a formidable Martial Grandmaster when he broke through.

However, to Martial Grandmaster Silver Thunder Yoze wasn't at the top of his danger list the Class S dangers. This included Martial Grandmasters, demons, and monsters who he thought were the only beings on his level.

"Hurry up and pack up everything, we need to leave before the City sends more reinforcements!" Martial Silver Thunder yelled out to the ambushers who stood watching Yoze's retreating figure in a daze.

Meanwhile, Yoze was rushing toward Jewel and River who had hidden behind a few boulders so he could escape with them until he felt they were safe from harm. By the time he made it to the location where Jewel and River were hiding, he saw that they had switched their hiding spots when they noticed someone was approaching their hiding spot.

"Jewel, River comes out it is me Yoze. I was able to safely rescue everyone that was still alive when I got there. That includes Timothy, so you don't have to worry about mourning for your brother." Yoze called out hoping that they would quickly come out so that could leave. 

As he expected to hear his voice, Jewel and River both stepped out of their hiding spots. Once they got out of their spots both of them breathed a sigh of relief seeing that even though Timothy was heavily injured like River was. He was better able to endure it and didn't need immediate help to deal with his wounds or he would die.

Unfortunately, the other soldier wasn't so lucky, just from the wounds that they could see at first glance they saw they were much deeper and longer compared to both Timothy's and Jewel's situations. If they didn't do some basic immediate care there was a large possibility that the wounds would become too severe and he either loses his life or his ability to ever do martial arts again or die from blood.

"Just ignore my wounds, we should get home as safely as possible." The soldier said, gritting through his teeth.

He knew his situation the best and could tell that there wasn't a high chance that he would make it to the City in time to save himself from death. Much less make it back and be able to save his ability to continue to practice martial arts.

"Both of you quickly rub this paste onto your wounds. This should stop most of the bleeding and even begin a slow recovery before we make it to the City to take better care of you." Prepared for something like this to happen when he planned to rescue Timothy and the other soldiers, Yoze brought along a few jars of the same paste that he gave River.

Even though it wasn't enough to stop their bodies from healing the extensive damage done in the battle, it would keep them well enough that they would be able to acquire proper treatment before it was too late.

"This kinda reeks of a powerful odor, but seeing that River is wearing it must be good." Both the Soldier and Timothy were both caught off guard by the intense smell but seeing that River had it all over her skin they immediately put the paste on their wounds.

The moment the paste touched their skin, all the pain faded away and was replaced with an itch sensation but what made them the most surprised was that they could sense that the paste was slightly increasing their regeneration ability.

"This paste is amazing," Timothy looked at Yoze and felt his admiration for this scholar increase by another notch.

Not only was he a scholar which meant he had more knowledge than the common man but he was also a powerful martial artist. Just that brief profile of Yoze was enough to draw his admiration but now he was using his valuable medicinal paste to heal them.

"Yoze, how much did this paste cost you? I'll pay you back for it," Timothy said.

He made up his mind that he wasn't going to let this debt go unpaid so he asked for the price. Even if the price was something he couldn't afford he wanted to at least know how much he needed to repay this debt.

"Don't worry about the price, just focus on hurrying on putting it on so we can get a safe distance away from the ambushers." Yoze shook his head as he casually dismissed Timothy's question

It wasn't as if Yoze didn't care about money and was willing to spend his valuable items on them without repayment. It was just that he didn't know how much this paste would cost on the market since it was handmade. 

He could charge them for the cost of the ingredients but that wasn't much compared to how much money he had at the moment. So he was more willing to find out the market price for a similar product and use that price for future repayments.

Turning his attention, Yoze noticed that the ambushers including Martial Silver Thunder were not following them and instead haven't tried to follow them at all. Which surprised him for a bit before he realized that it made sense.

Just like how the ambushers were willing to let River escape so she could inform the City that showed how they favored the results more than the process itself. The ambushers shouldn't be hellish on killing every single last person.

Once Yoze escaped with Timothy and the last remaining soldier and made it clear that their attempt to try to kill him was too time-consuming and even risked them losing their main objective. Should have made the ambushers give up on trying to go out of their way to try to follow him and kill him simply due to the fact his death wouldn't result in their wanted results and could even put it in jeopardy.

"If you aren't planning on going after us, then this should be a good enough distance away to be safe, and I can go back to finish my battle with Martial Silver Thunder."

"Or I can use this distance to try and see how far my Spiritual Suppression ability can travel and how it affects a Martial Grandmaster." 

Yoze's thoughts raced as he thought about whether he should rush over to pick a fight or if he should use this opportunity to test how his Spiritual Suppression worked on a Martial Grandmaster.

However, it seemed that the ambushers had made his decision for him. Yoze noticed that Martial Silver Thunder's spiritual energy was rapidly getting farther away and if Yoze didn't act immediately he would lose this valuable opportunity.