Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Slaughter!

One sword turned into a hail of sword qi belting down into Mist City, impaling the lunar race’s monsters in the chest and crucifying them in the airspace. With the highest level monsters in the city being Ascension Realm, none of them stood a chance against the surprise attack. Jiang Zhengxian would never forget the image of the lone swordsman who wiped out an army of monsters in a split second. Yuan Lie and his cohorts would never forget the scene of the monsters they feared being used for make a statement in the firmament, though for a completely different reason to the humans forced to donate blood.

“It’s Mu Yu!”

“Mu Yu is back to save us!”

With every step he took, Mu Yu cast a formation at his feet, tying up the formations in formations. Over three hundred livestock managers knelt in the sky, crying, “Please spare us! We were forced to do this! We just wanted to live!”

“Wait! Don’t kill them! Not all of them were bad people!’ Jiang Zhengxian yelled over the top of the clamouring livestock as he weaved his way toward Mu Yu. “Not all of the livestock heads are bad people.”

Jiang Zhengxian drooped his head for he assumed Mu Yu could not hear him. Never did he expect Mu Yu to bring him up with a formation and ask, “What makes you think so?”

“You heard me! You heard me!”

“Why did you say not all of them are bad?”

“S-some of them were just trying to protect us.”

Yuan Lie immediately cried, “Yes, yes, I wanted to protect them. I took up the post purely to protect them!”

“You were just trying to protect yourself, you shameless scoundrel!” Jiang Zhengxian slammed. “Our last head, Reverend Feiniao pretended to serve those freaks to protect us and always treated us well. If those monsters didn’t catch on to what he was doing, he… he wouldn’t have been killed.”

Mu Yu decided to cast Divine Soul Formation on all of the heads to scour their memories. “Those heads you speak of deserve to live. Those who deserve the death penalty will undoubtedly receive their comeuppance.”

Unlike Duan Hu and Yuan Lie, some heads silently awaited judgement on their knees; they were the ones who tried to protect others. Those kowtowing and beseeching Mu Yu to spare them had no shame to speak of. With a single though, Mu Yu evaporated two hundred and seventy-one heads without leaving a trace behind. The ninety-three heads Mu Yu spared did not know what his designs were. Nonetheless, they understood they just escaped death.

“You ninety-three did the right thing.” Mu Yu removed his control over the ninety-three cultivators. “Whether you want to kill the thousand-odd monsters here for revenge is your decision. I’ve already wiped out their cultivation.”

Mu Yu pinned the monsters to the ground with qi swords, leaving them on the brink of death. Although the monsters looked finished, the humans had misgivings about approaching them until one individual boldly kicked one. The agonising grunt that came out of the monster’s mouth was the trigger that spurred the others into a violent rage. The humans tore apart the monsters piece by piece barbarically, and Mu Yu finished their escaping souls each time.

Mu Yu cast Divine Soul Formation on the members, which numbered over three thousand, of Holy Monarch Union and ordered them to commit suicide without batting an eye. That left over only just over five thousand cultivators alive in Mist City.

“I didn’t expect you to force them to commit suicide,” Lie Shang said.

“There’s no end to their kind. The ordinary folks would also do the same thing if they had the power to. The best way to prevent them from doing so is controlling them, forcing them to live to our standards,” Xiang Nan persuaded.

“I give them permission to live because they don’t get to choose against the might of the foreign races. Shifu taught us that with power comes responsibility. A cultivator only needs to have a shred of good in them to know they should protect their own kind. I will kill all traitors,” Mu Yu asserted.

Lie Shang stated, “I won’t allow anyone, be it cultivators or non-cultivators, to malign Shifu.”

Xiang Nan added, “The foreign races now occupy Third Heaven. Now that you’ve killed the foreign races here, the others will unite. Once you leave his city, someone else will kill these citizens. You can’t protect them.”

“I know. That’s the most important problem…”

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