Whose flying sword is that?
Is a powerful warrior from the Fifteen Li realm coming?
Everyone was surprised and looked around. Could it be the Xia family?
When Song Yueyao was lost in thought, a figure popped into her mind. But that person had been wielding a broken demon-slaying blade earlier, not this sword. Could it really be the Xia family arriving?
Speaking of which, where is that guy?
Song Yueyao looked around but didn’t see Li Hao.
She also didn’t spot any generals from the Xia family. Maybe they were hiding somewhere and hadn’t been noticed.
While everyone was rejoicing, the remaining big demons were in a panic.
This change was too sudden and unexpected!
Reinforcements? The Xia family?
No matter what it was, the Red Brow Daoist was dead!
If even he was killed instantly, what chance did the remaining spirit realm demons have?
Moreover, it was said that the Red Brow Daoist had practiced in the Holy Palace for a thousand years. Even among the Fifteen Li realm, he was considered very strong.
That powerful demon from the Black Wind Mountains, once a tyrant outside Cangyu City, known as the Demon King, was defeated by the Red Brow Daoist and had to follow his orders.
However, how could the Red Brow Daoist be so easily defeated in front of the Xia family's Fifteen Li realm?
The demons were scared and hurried to escape, forgetting about the demon tide below.
As the big demons fled, other spirit realm demons saw the situation clearly. The Red Brow Demon King had fallen; how could they continue fighting?
The demon horde behind kept charging forward, but the demons in front were already turning to flee in panic.
In the chaos, the entire demon tide became disordered.
Meanwhile, after the flying sword killed the Red Brow Daoist, Li Hao continued to move through the battlefield, chasing after the fleeing spirit realm demons.
These big demons still had the ability to return, and Li Hao wouldn’t let them go easily.
The sword light flashed like lightning, swiftly passing through the battlefield. The fleeing spirit realm demons tried to resist and used their life-saving techniques, but under the speed and power of the flying sword, they were easily pierced through without any chance of defense.
One by one, the big demons screamed as they fell.
These big demons could only scatter and hope that Li Hao's control over the flying sword wouldn’t allow him to chase them down.
But as Li Hao maneuvered the flying sword, he himself was already moving north toward the city.
Wei Feng, who was initially preparing to retreat, saw this and thought that with Li Hao, a strong Fifteen Li realm warrior, it would be nearly impossible for anyone below the Celestial realm to successfully attack the city.
And as for Celestial realm demons, they wouldn’t need to make such a fuss with other demons.
Slaughtering a city would be an easy task, taking just a short time.
However, if a Celestial realm demon entered the area, it would be more dangerous. Once they started slaughtering a city, they would definitely be hunted down by the Divine General’s Office, so they rarely acted alone.
If they mixed in with the border demon forces, they wouldn’t be marked for pursuit, making it easier to retreat to the demon territory for safety.
Thinking of this, Wei Feng immediately took Ren Qianqian and Li Yuanzhao with him and jumped to chase after Li Hao, wanting to see the outcome of the battle for himself.
With him around, if things went south, they could retreat in time to protect themselves.
At the same time, as Li Hao moved, his control over the flying sword expanded. The spirit realm demons hadn’t yet escaped the battlefield when they were all killed one by one.
“Why is his control range so far?”
A big demon, which had shrunk into a small ball of black mist, felt the wind howling behind it and showed deep despair in its eyes.
Puff!
The sword light swept through and shattered the black mist.
With all eight spirit realm demons dead, Li Hao turned the flying sword back toward the demon tide.
The sword light moved through the demon tide like threading a needle, blood splattering everywhere as these demons were cut down mercilessly.
The once fierce demon tide was suddenly left with a sea of blood and countless corpses, with the remaining demons fleeing or scattering.
Seeing this, the guards on the city wall immediately called for others to pursue.
Liu Shunqing and the Qi family also led their disciples out to hunt the demons; this was a rare opportunity to gain merit.
In less than half a stick of incense, the demon tide collapsed.
Looking down at the city wall, seeing the ground covered in demon corpses, and the most noticeable Red Flood Dragon corpse cut into three pieces, the city defense soldiers felt like they were dreaming.
They had been in despair, even leaving behind farewell letters in the military tents, and yet they had successfully defended the city.
The demons attacking the city?
Under the assault of that flying sword, it was like a farce, coming in with great momentum but ending abruptly.
The demon clouds swirling in the north had already dissipated with the death of the Red Brow Daoist and the subsequent deaths of other spirit realm demons, and the sky returned to clear.
On the city wall, many soldiers raised their hands in cheers.
When Yue Shuhong arrived, he found the scattered demon horde and couldn’t help but be stunned.
For twenty years, he had been pretending to cooperate with the demons, working hard, and in the end… he couldn’t even compete with that one young man and his sword?
His emotions stirred, but he also felt a deep sadness and bitterness.
Seeking help and pleading had been like chasing shadows.
What was the point of all the sacrifices he made over the years?
Only strength could solve all obstacles, a truth he understood well.
However, having been reassigned here, burdened with official duties, how much time did he have to practice?
He felt speechless and sighed lightly to the sky.
The demon tide was over, and with the number of demon casualties, Cangyu City probably wouldn’t see demons daring to invade for decades.
But what about him?
He smiled bitterly, then collected his thoughts and walked toward Li Hao.
“Master Li, I, Yue, am shamelessly here to represent all the people of Cangyu City to thank you for your rescue!”
Yue Shuhong’s expression was serious as he clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Li Hao.
Li Hao raised his hand and summoned the flying sword from the horizon, which floated down into his palm.
He glanced at the city guard beside him, a middle-aged man with dark, rough skin, showing signs of hardship.
“It was just a small matter, no need to be polite.”
Li Hao said calmly.
Yue Shuhong’s lips showed a hint of bitterness, then he said, “I will report my collusion with the demons to the court, and also mention your achievements in defending the city, with all the soldiers here as witnesses. Your merit will not go unnoticed.”
“Merit? Just a small thing.”
Li Hao shook his head slightly, not caring much.
Seeing Li Hao’s indifferent demeanor, Yue Shuhong was momentarily taken aback. He could tell that the young man’s eyes were clear and genuine, not just pretending to be humble.
However, whether he was humble or not didn’t matter; as he said, the merit was too great to be hidden.
You have to understand that in normal times, gaining merit is very difficult.
Even in wartime, achieving great merit is also very hard. The most common ways are to charge into battle, be the first to climb, capture flags, or slay generals.
There are also capturing heads and annihilating enemies, among others.
The first two, charging into battle and being the first to climb, are considered second-class merits, which can grant a second-level nobility according to the laws of Da Yu.
Capturing flags and slaying generals is first-class merit, even harder to achieve, granting a third-level nobility.
Da Yu’s titles are divided into scholar, viscount, earl, marquis, and duke!
Above the duke is the most prestigious title, the divine title.
The ancestors of the five Divine General Offices all held divine titles, having established the Da Yu dynasty alongside the former emperor, achieving great feats that have lasted for a thousand years.
Except for the divine title, the other titles are divided into three levels. If one can achieve first-class merit, they will directly become a first-class scholar.
If it’s second-class merit, they would be a second-class scholar.
If one is already a scholar and achieves first-class merit or three second-class merits, they can be promoted to a viscount, receiving land and property, equivalent to a landlord noble.
If they become an earl, they would also receive a fief!
Merit is hard to come by, but today, Li Hao, relying solely on himself, defended the entire city and its people. This kind of merit surpasses first-class.
As for how it would be calculated, Yue Shuhong didn’t want to think too much about it; he would leave it to the court. He estimated it would at least be a third-class viscount.
(End of Chapter)