Chapter 13 Someone is getting anxious

Above the Cang Plains, the slaughter continued unabated.

A total of one Grade A squad and six Grade B squads were frantically sweeping the skies of Demon Birds.

Counting the two Second Realm combatants, Yun Bai and Supervisor Zhou Shengtai, the State Religion forces in Chu Prefecture had dispatched nine teams to handle the aerial cleanup mission.

"You must open a safe aerial path within three days!"

Some squads encountered cunning Demon Birds and suffered significant losses in battle, forcing them to withdraw for rest and repairs.

Others fought until their eyes turned bloodshot, only stopping when their combat supplies ran low.

And several other teams fought with increasing ferocity, transforming into gods of slaughter against the Demon Birds!

At the entrance to the Cang Plains, in Huangyang Town.

Countless people bustled about, busy and restless.

Inside a large, makeshift tent in the center of town, a multitude of projection Formation Plates illuminated the interior with a kaleidoscope of colors.

The Formation Plates displayed the movements of various teams across the Cang Plains, bringing every situation on the plains within arm's reach.

Elder Yin Xin watched the progress of the Cang Plains cleanup with unblinking eyes.

"Although Supervisor Zhou Shengtai comes from the Confucian school, his killing prowess is becoming increasingly formidable. He has almost wiped out the Demon Birds in his vicinity single-handedly."

Elder Yin Xin tutted in admiration, then turned his head to look at another Formation Plate. "Hmm? This Yun Bai, is his enemy-killing efficiency actually this high as well?"

"Pull up the detailed footage!"

Elder Yin Xin ordered, and his assistant immediately presented the battlefield information from near Yun Bai.

A tall, upright figure could be seen standing at the front of a flying boat, with dozens of Flying Swords circling him like stars surrounding the moon.

Beneath his feet, the flying boat seemed to possess a spirit of its own, carrying him through the air with fluid, unconstrained movements.

"What precise control!"

Elder Yin Xin's eyes lit up. "No wonder the higher-ups were discussing recommending this person to take charge alone. Based on this technique of piloting a flying boat alone, he already far surpasses the pilots equipped in other Grade B squads."

"His control over the Flying Swords is also extremely skillful."

A Formation Master under Elder Yin Xin, possessing a sharp eye, exclaimed, "Is this Second Realm Divine Sense? But his cultivation is only at the Late Stage of the First Realm; how is that possible?"

"Heh."

Elder Yin Xin glanced at his subordinate, wearing an expression that seemed to say, "What would you know?" He forcibly suppressed his own shock to maintain his composure and said indifferently.

"Lock onto him, keep watching, and record his performance at all times. He is a Heaven-Grade contract designated by the higher-ups, one of the few geniuses our State Religion has recruited in the Northwest in recent years. We might even benefit from his success in the future. If the opportunity arises, build a good relationship with him."

It was a tacit convention within the State Religion that when high-ranking officials and powerful Cultivators from the Holy City were dispatched for long-term assignments, they would usually choose to return to their hometowns to oversee operations.

Under a feudal rule, rulers might worry that officials stationed in their hometowns would form a powerful local faction, eventually threatening the central authority.

However, the State Religion never worried about this.

Elder Yin Xin continued to watch Yun Bai's movements on the projection.

Yun Bai had now locked onto a flock of Demon Birds.

Before the Demon Birds could react, the Flying Swords surrounding him, which had been poised for action like long-dormant vipers, instantly arrived before each of the Demon Birds.

Flesh and blood exploded everywhere, like blooming blood-colored mandalas!

The black feathers from the Demon Birds scattered across the sky in the wind.

"Clean and efficient!"

Elder Yin Xin could not help but praise.

As the Protector Elder stationed in the State Religion of Chu Prefecture, although he usually kept a low profile, his cultivation was second only to Great Elder Xu Antong!

His cultivation had already reached the limit of the Second Realm of Innate, with half a foot stepped into the Third Realm of Innate.

His judgment was exceptionally sharp.

He believed that if this Yun Bai did not fall prematurely, he would surely become another rising star of the State Religion in the future!

"He is only 18 years old, yet his Divine Sense cultivation has reached this level? I checked his file; he has only been in contact with the Dao of Cultivation for a few years, right... The cultivation environment in the Northwest is poor, yet his cultivation has already reached the Late Stage of the First Realm."

"After this matter concludes, I will help push for him to go to the Holy City for further studies as soon as possible. Such a Genius should not waste his time here."

Elder Yin Xin decided to give Yun Bai another push. "Previously, Captain Zeng Fu recommended him for formal entry into the sect, and the relevant assessments should also be put on the agenda. Little guy, after you go to the Holy City and join the sect, a pile of benefits will be waiting for you!"

Meanwhile, Supervisor Zhou Shengtai had unleashed his full firepower.

He had long since stripped away all the equipment on his flying boat, such as the spiritual artillery firearms.

Compared to those devices whose power was limited to the First Realm, the methods of a Second Realm Confucian Cultivator were far more terrifying!

He once again pulled out that Spiritual Artifact brush and tapped it several times in the air, instantly causing countless phantom images of scrolls to appear before him.

An invisible giant brush in the void danced across them with flourishes like dragons and phoenixes.

"The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical exploits, disorder, or spirits!"

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai looked serious as he shouted at the six Mourning Vultures in front of him.

The Demon Birds, for some reason, suddenly lost control and fell.

"Hmph."

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai looked smug. "Forty-five. I wonder how many that kid Yun Bai has killed?"

He skillfully stored the corpses of the Mourning Vultures into his Storage Pouch.

"An hour has already passed. No, I must step it up. If I really lose to a junior, wouldn't I be laughed to death by those rotten friends when I return to the Holy City later?"

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai shook his head.

Just as Supervisor Zhou Shengtai was preparing to unleash his next move, his nameplate suddenly received a message; it was a voice transmission from Elder Yin Xin.

"Supervisor Zhou Shengtai, if you don't use some real means, I'm afraid you're going to lose to that junior, Yun Bai."

Elder Yin Xin's voice seemed to carry a hint of amusement.

It was as if he were mocking Supervisor Zhou Shengtai for being a dignified Late Stage Second Realm Innate Cultivator, yet unable to compare to a greenhorn.

"What!"

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai became anxious upon hearing this. "Old Yin, tell me, how many has he killed?"

"His hunting speed wasn't as fast as yours at the beginning. I originally thought he was just about the same as an ordinary Grade B squad. But in just one hour, I discovered that his hunting speed is getting faster and faster. By now, even if I were to go out myself, I wouldn't dare say I could steadily outperform him without using a Magic Treasure."

There was a hint of disbelief in Elder Yin Xin's words.

"How did he do it? Was he lucky enough to encounter a large flock of birds? Tell me the truth, how many has he killed now?"

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai asked hurriedly.

"The number he has hunted keeps growing. It was forty-six just now, now it's forty-eight, oh? Now it's become forty-nine. In the time you spend talking to me, you might really not be able to catch up even if you use all your strength!"

"You old slippery fox! He's only killed a few more than me; you're probably delaying me on purpose!"

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai was truly anxious upon hearing this.

He had thought that killing forty-five in an hour was more than enough, but he hadn't expected the number of Demon Birds Yun Bai hunted to be following so closely.

He had only spent a few moments talking to Elder Yin Xin, and Yun Bai had already surpassed him.

If Elder Yin Xin wasn't lying to him, and if this kid's hunting speed was constantly increasing, he might really not be able to keep up.

Sigh, why did he choose the Confucian school when he started cultivating! Supervisor Zhou Shengtai slapped his thigh.

Confucian Cultivators were relatively weaker in killing compared to the Buddhist and Daoist sects, and their methods were relatively monotonous.

But he hadn't expected that this kid, Yun Bai, would actually have such real ability.

Supervisor Zhou Shengtai pulled a scroll from his Storage Pouch.

"Looks like I have to pay a real price!"