Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1634: Chapter 952: Demon Path Magnate

At this moment, Yang Xiao felt immensely satisfied. In the past, he had always been in high-level battles, constantly pushed to the brink by opponents two tiers above him. But this time, fighting against an opponent of the same level, an Angel Envoy, he truly relished the experience.

Seeing that he had the situation under control, Yang Xiao’s icy gaze slowly swept over the crowd. Those who had previously taunted him, like the Butterfly Lady and the Butcher, didn’t dare meet his eyes; their strength was not even comparable to the Desire Demon.

No one expected that in just a short encounter, the Desire Demon would be so easily taken down by Yang Xiao, dying so miserably, his head severed, and his body spread out on the ground like a pancake. freewebnovёl.ƈom

This massive visual impact taught everyone present a harsh lesson.

You should know that among these people, the Desire Demon was not considered weak. He was a solid mid-stage Ghost-level Apostle. In terms of spiritual power, he was even a notch above Yang Xiao, yet he died so effortlessly without leaving a single last word.

Yang Xiao put the blade horizontally in front of him, wiping the blood off its edge with his sleeve in a practiced manner that was almost infuriating. "Anyone else dissatisfied wants to come down and have a go?"

Yang Xiao raised his blade, its tip pointing directly at a monk hiding at the furthest point. "Great Monk, you spy on me again with your ability, I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

"Amitabha Buddha... Young master, you’re overthinking, this humble monk won’t look anymore. Please don’t resort to violence, harmony is most precious in a peaceful society." The strange monk hurriedly folded his hands and recited a Buddhist mantra, no longer daring to look at Yang Xiao.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable—" The old Taoist performed a Taoist salute, politely asking, "Poor Taoist from the Quanzhen Sect, Ku Daoist here. Young brother, may I ask your name?"

Yang Xiao was waiting for this question. He let out a cold laugh and introduced himself, "My name is never changed standing up or sitting down; I am the Ming Emperor Ye Xiao of the Yu Yuan Sect!" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Yu Yuan Sect?" The mention of this name caused a noticeable change in everyone’s expression, clearly showing they had all heard of the Yu Yuan Sect.

"I’ve known some fellow cultivators from the Yu Yuan Sect, how come I’ve never heard of you?" Clearly, even among the people present, there were those with knowledge, like the night watchman, whose strength was only second to Ku Daoist and the strange monk.

"Do you even deserve to hear my name?" Yang Xiao sneered, not leaving the slightest face for him.

"Ming Emperor Ye Xiao..." The person dressed as a Trickster seemed to recall something suddenly, "I’ve heard of you, weren’t you the one who killed people in Xiang Ma Town?"

"I don’t remember, I’ve killed too many; if not killing ten or eight a day, the day feels wasted." Yang Xiao realized that one could never boast, once started, it’s hard to stop, almost addictive.

"Then brother, that’s an illness, you should treat it early. Earlier medical intervention might cure it." A soft and sticky voice came from a little girl below.

"I... what the..."

Seeing that Yang Xiao was about to blow up, the Butterfly Lady, who was closest to the little girl, quickly hugged her and covered her mouth, then threw a apologetic smile at Yang Xiao.

"This child wasn’t breastfed when young, her brain didn’t fully develop, sometimes she doesn’t know what she’s saying. Ming Emperor, sir... please don’t take it to heart." It was clear that the Butterfly Lady was quite protective of the little girl, willing to defend her under such circumstances.

"Brother Ming Emperor, your sect master... are you familiar with him?" The night watchman, ignoring Yang Xiao’s earlier rudeness, asked. After all, in the world of Apostles, strength was respected, and indeed, the opponent had the qualifications.

"We’re brothers; why, are you interested in him?" Yang Xiao asked disdainfully.

"Not really, it’s just that... just..." The night watchman hesitated, feeling uneasy to speak in front of so many people.

"There’s nothing unspeakable. The current sect master is a wanted man. Many forces are looking for him, especially that Yang Qianhe from the Ru Lin Academy."

"It’s said that the Ru Lin Academy issued a martial arts bounty; anyone who can capture this person or provide his exact hiding place to help the Ru Lin Academy find him will be heavily rewarded."

"A Nether-level Magical Artifact is offered. If not interested in the artifact, one can even ask the Ru Lin Academy to do one thing for them. The night watchman hopes to find this person to negotiate with the Patrol Defense Office to get himself released." The Trickster explained to Yang Xiao, while also using this opportunity to curry favor with Yang Xiao.

"I don’t know his whereabouts," Yang Xiao replied truthfully. "But given my brother’s cautious nature, maybe he even fled the country."

"Heh, night watchman, I advise you not to waste your effort. If the Ming Emperor knew this person’s whereabouts, do you think it would be your turn to ask?" Ku Daoist laughed without good intentions.

It was obvious. To Ku Daoist and others, this Ming Emperor Ye Xiao, though arrogant, was just a prisoner of the Patrol Defense Office. After being caught and performing well, he narrowly escaped death and was sent here.

If he knew the sect master’s whereabouts, he would have confessed long ago. Perhaps the Patrol Defense Office might even look favorably upon him for this matter.

Yang Xiao clasped his hands behind his back, speaking mysteriously, "I’m not like you; I wasn’t captured by the Overlord Spear Wu Qingcang; I was invited in by him."

"He? Invited you?" While Yang Xiao was undeniably strong, such a claim was clearly unbelievable. Those present considered themselves somewhat capable, but they also knew well that even if everyone teamed up, they were not a match for Wu Qingcang with that blood-colored long spear; they wouldn’t even have the heart to resist.

"Whether you believe it or not, you will find out sooner or later. But I’m not here to waste words today. I was invited to manage you. From now on, I’m the boss here; we are a team, and I’m the leader, your big brother. Have I made myself clear?"