97: To get involved, you need background

Over a hundred Demon Suppression Guards marched in a grand procession toward the Hundred Flowers Sect.

An Azure-Eyed Golden Eagle circled in the sky above.

"Where are the Demon Suppression Guards going? Don't tell me they're going to wipe out another Jianghu School again!"

Three Schools had already been destroyed at the hands of Chu Jiang.

People in the Jianghu had given him titles like "Sect-Exterminating Butcher!", "God of Slaughter!", and "Executioner!"...

Every time he mobilized, it never meant anything good.

But the common folk of White Stone County didn't think that much; they only knew that ever since Chu Jiang arrived, there had been no more monsters causing trouble in White Stone County.

Everything was peaceful.

"Lord Chu certainly has a way with women; he's never short of them wherever he goes."

The locals looked at Chu Jiang atop the Great Golden Condor. Flanked by stunning beauties—one with skin as white as snow, the other heroic and spirited—each had her own unique charm.

"That's true. Lord Chu has made such a huge contribution to our White Stone County; even if he were to take dozens of concubines, I wouldn't be jealous at all. On the contrary, I'd be happy."

"Ever since Lord Chu started slaying demons and eliminating devils, he hasn't even visited the brothels."

"Perhaps Lord Chu is currently Cultivating some divine skill and is forced to abstain from women?"

Making a lecherous glutton suddenly change his nature is harder than ascending to heaven.

Food and sex are human nature.

How could he stay away from women? That would be more painful than killing him.

The commoners chatted about daily life, smiles of all kinds on their faces.

Having Lord Chu in White Stone County is truly a blessing.

Peace and joy.

In this chaotic era, that is the ultimate luxury.

Hundred Flowers Sect, Qinya Residence.

A dozen or so beautiful women stood here, one of whom surpassed all the others.

Her skin was like jade, her brows like new moons, her nose delicate and tall, and her cherry lips slightly pouted. Dressed in elegant purple robes, she stood tall and graceful, like a lotus rising from the water, brimming with infinite charm.

On the other side stood three men. One, with a handsome face and flowing black hair, was none other than Young Master Ling Xiao of the Purple Flame Demon Sect.

The other two were Ye Tianshi and Xiao Tianmu.

"Sikong Miaoyin, this Young Lord does not like to use force. As long as you agree to become my twenty-eighth concubine, I will spare the Hundred Flowers Sect."

Young Master Ling Xiao's gaze swept frantically over Sikong Miaoyin, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Such an earthly beauty.

She could only be tasted by him. Compared to her, ninety percent of the twenty-something concubines he had already married were far inferior. He hadn't expected such an unexpected surprise during this trip down the mountain to train.

"If you refuse, then this Young Lord will have no choice but to destroy your Hundred Flowers Sect!"

Young Master Ling Xiao's eyes cleared; he had always disliked using force.

His twenty-something concubines were all with him voluntarily.

If the other party absolutely refused, he would have no choice but to send them to be reunited with their families.

Although it was a bit of a pity.

The three-day deadline was approaching.

But that was his principle; he never forced any woman.

But once the time passed.

Any woman he set his eyes on who refused him became a ghost under the blades of the Purple Flame Demon Sect.

Including the forces behind them.

Afterward, almost no one dared to refuse him. To refuse meant death.

"You woman, you don't know what's good for you! My Senior Brother is the noble Young Lord of the Purple Flame Demon Sect, with a prominent status. What are you still hesitating for? If you don't give an answer before sunset!"

"Don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Ye Tianshi issued a threat. He was still waiting to rely on the prestige of the Purple Flame Demon Sect's Young Lord to save Xiao Tianxiong. Xiao Tianxiong had his shoulder blades pierced, and it was unknown how much longer he could hold on.

But Young Master Ling Xiao was someone who loved collecting beauties. Now that he was passing by the Hundred Flowers Sect and had taken a fancy to Sikong Miaoyin, he had delayed for a few days for the sake of his so-called principles.

If it were him, he would have taken her by force long ago.

A mere Hundred Flowers Sect could be slapped to death by him, Second Lord Xiao Tianmu, with one hand.

Sikong Miaoyin had a graceful figure with exquisite curves. Her eyes were cold yet contained a hint of autumn water, making people unable to help but be captivated; she was truly a beauty of her generation.

"Don't harbor any delusions that someone will come to help you!"

"In Annan Prefecture, no one dares to offend my Purple Flame Demon Sect!"

Ye Tianshi said coldly.

"Is that so?"

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the sky.

It made everyone turn their heads. They all looked up at the sky.

They saw a huge Golden Eagle circling above the Hundred Flowers Sect, sunlight spilling onto its golden feathers, shining with a dazzling glow.

"The Zhennan Royal Family?"

"No, the Zhennan Royal Family is ten thousand miles away; why would they meddle in this business? In the Yunzhou Thirteen Prefectures, the only one with such a mount is that fiend, Chu Jiang!"

Xiao Tianmu's eyes turned blood-red. They were just preparing to seek revenge on him; they hadn't expected him to deliver himself to their doorstep. It was truly effortless.

As the three people on the Azure-Eyed Golden Eagle leaped down and landed steadily on the ground.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the three of them.

The woman on the left had bright short hair flowing in the wind, wore a Qilin uniform, and had a Demon Suppression Blade hanging at her waist. She was as beautiful as jade and full of heroic spirit.

The woman on the right was dressed in white, with skin as white as snow and top-tier features.

The two followed behind, and in the middle was a man wearing a Thousand-Household Qilin uniform. He was burly, his muscles bulging as if they contained destructive power.

His eyes were like lightning, flickering with a chilling ferocity, like a demon god from Hell.

After the three landed, the sound of horses galloping rang out from behind.

A hundred men and a hundred horses arrived one after another.

A flash of fear crossed Ye Tianshi's eyes. What terrifying prestige this was.

He had only glanced at this fiend once and felt his Soul trembling. No wonder he was able to defeat three Grandmasters in a row and capture his Uncle Xiao alive.

Fortunately, the Young Lord of the Purple Flame Demon Sect was here this time.

Otherwise, for their group to seek revenge on Chu Jiang would undoubtedly be a fantasy.

In this world, when you're out in the world, it's all about your background.

What's the use of being strong? The seven words "Young Lord of the Purple Flame Demon Sect" were a golden signboard in the Yunzhou Thirteen Prefectures; who would dare to provoke him?

Thinking of this, he straightened up.

Xiao Tianmu's face was gloomy. A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree; this fiend truly lived up to his name. If this person were to attack him, he wouldn't be able to withstand a single move.

How on earth did this guy Cultivate?

Not even thirty years old, and he was already a renowned Grandmaster-level powerhouse.

However, he wasn't worried about Young Master Ling Xiao's safety.

Inheritors of such large Schools always had guardians following them when they went out to train.

However, they would only intervene if the heir was in a situation where they were certain to die; otherwise, the training would lose its meaning. Thinking of this.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"Xue'er!"

Sikong Miaoyin looked happy. She hadn't expected Bai Ruoxue to actually invite this great god over; she wondered what price she had paid.

Inviting him must have been costly.

If it was like the Purple Flame Demon Sect, requiring her to marry him...

Never mind that; she would deal with the crisis at hand first.