Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

The Northern Border belonged to Ye Feng's million-strong army, which was bustling day and night.

However, in Mingbei, stationed fifty miles away from the Gesang River, the Mingbei camp displayed a demoralized and bleak scene. Over three hundred thousand Mingbei Barbarians appeared distracted, glancing back frequently, while even the elite Snow Wolf Riders were full of worry.

All of this was because of one person, a Blood Demon to be precise.

Almost every Barbarian within the Mingbei camp knew of a terrifying Blood Demon that had invaded the lands of Mingbei. It slaughtered upon sight, indiscriminately killing anyone it encountered, regardless of innocence or guilt, regardless of age or gender.

Wherever the Blood Demon passed became a short-lived Life Forbidden Zone.

The massacre by that Blood Demon continued unabated, and the Barbarians were no exception; they too had feelings. How could they fight in peace here when their families in the rear might encounter the Blood Demon and perish the next day?

As for the Snow Wolf Riders, their leader, General William, had long since been furious. The Empire had commanded him to come here, appointed him as the overall commander to lead the Snow Wolf Riders, and his mission was to dampen the Xuanyuan Nation's spirit. They even sent two Shamans and a hundred Werewolf Druids to support him.

Those Cultivators were originally his trump cards, but what about now?

The two Shamans had vanished without a trace, and all the Werewolves had been hastily conscripted. They said it was to gather all the strength of the Cultivators to deal with the Blood Demon.

Damn it!

It's not a problem that you want to deal with that Blood Demon, but why take people under my command? Do you realize how much this messes up my plans? How passive it makes me?

General William was indeed the leader of the Snow Wolf Riders, but he was also the overall commander of the entire Mingbei camp. As he watched the demoralized Mingbei army, after venting his spleen, he just felt a profound sense of weariness.

No wonder they are called savages!

Simple-minded with brawn over brain, General William felt helpless. They didn't even understand the principle that internal troubles must be settled before dealing with external threats. Mingbei was so vast; how many people could one Blood Demon possibly kill?

Indeed, General William wasn't wrong in thinking that.

But not everyone in the world is so selfless.

And looking at Gai Jiutian, after two days of aimless travel and slaughter, the Mingbei People who died by his sword ultimately numbered only tens of thousands. Compared to Mingbei's population of hundreds of millions, this number was hardly worth mentioning.

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But did Gai Jiutian stop?

He did not!

The logic of the world is that small streams make big rivers. Gai Jiutian, as if deliberately, slowed down to a walking pace despite being capable of flying out of Mingbei lands within five days with his Sword Control. He wandered toward wherever there were more people, with no certain direction at all.

For two whole days, Gai Jiutian turned Mingbei lands upside down, to the point that even the raging war in the Western Region stopped due to his emergence. Cultivators from all over rushed back.

With the nation's efforts, exterminate the Blood Demon!

In fact, it wasn't just that—the leader of the Mingbei Empire and other powers had come to a consensus agreement. They must try everything, at any cost, to eliminate that Blood Demon. Letting it continue its slaughter was a disaster for all Mingbei Races.

General William underestimated the number of Gai Jiutian's killings, but the Mingbei Emperor knew precisely how many lives vanished within a day, and what was worse, the Blood Demon's strength kept increasing with it.

"It's the Blood Demon, the Blood Demon has arrived, everyone run for your life!"

One clear morning, Gai Jiutian arrived again at the outskirts of a large tribe.

Bright red hair, crimson eyes, and his body shrouded in an aura of Blood Qi, added with a Great Sword dripping blood.

All of this had become the unique characteristics of Blood Demon Covering Nine Heavens.

Run!

The Mingbei Emperor had already issued a strict national order: if ordinary people encountered the Blood Demon, they should only focus on escaping, try every possible means to flee.

One told ten, ten told a hundred...

Throughout the tribe, hundreds of thousands of people rushed out of their houses in a scramble to escape. Some even abandoned their wives, children, and elders, all just to run a bit faster. All their belongings, wealth, emotions—

When faced with impending death, all of these seemed so unimportant.

"Delicacies!"

Gai Jiutian didn't immediately draw his sword; he gradually rose into the air, watching as a crowd of people fled further and further away, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Yes, excitement!

Now, Gai Jiutian experienced emotions, but they had turned exceedingly cold and merciless. This was a disdain for life and a pursuit of slaughter, nothing more.

With emotions, but not the ones that Gai Jiutian originally had. They were even more heartless than having none at all.

Kill!

A bloody light burst forth from the sword.

In the sky appeared a thin red veil of light. This was the killing sword light unleashed by the Blood Demon. On the ground, the Mingbei People were fleeing for their lives, but how could they possibly outrun the speed of the sword light? In just a moment, the sword light spread over them.

Some saw others' heads cut off, and when they looked down, they realized their own chests had exploded open. People of all sizes ran, then fell to the ground, never to rise again.

With one strike, he slaughtered over a thousand.

The white snow on the ground was stained red at that moment, but Gai Jiutian's figure showed no signs of stopping, no trace of pity. He pursued, then swung his sword, pursued again, and swung mercilessly once more.

In his eyes, life seemed like a game—batch after batch of people fell into pools of blood.

Is 200,000 people a lot?

Within a minute, Gai Jiutian had unleashed five swords, and with just those five swords, he slaughtered over ten thousand lives. Countries around the world constrain the Divine Path Level experts from taking action at will, but even those experts could not achieve the massacre that Gai Jiutian accomplished.

In a mere five minutes, half of the people had fallen, those remaining were still running wildly, but more gave up on escaping. They finally understood that no matter what, they couldn't outrun this Blood Demon; besides, whoever ran would die first—the Blood Demon seemed to take even more pleasure in killing those who were trying to flee.

Begging for mercy, cursing, praying.

Alas, all of these were futile against Blood Demon Gai Jiutian.

Not running didn't mean you wouldn't die; it just meant dying more cruelly. Those who stopped and cried out on the ground watched as their blood qi eerily permeated their bodies, then could only look on as their bodies gradually turned into new blood qi.

What are 200,000 people to He Duo!

It would only be a matter of fifteen minutes, and the entire large tribe was slaughtered by Gai Jiutian, leaving no survivors. He did not leave but sat quietly amidst the many corpses.

If anyone could approach Gai Jiutian at this time, they would discover that the blood qi exuding from his body was greedily absorbing the blood qi from around him.

Too late!

Half an hour later, more powerful beings kept arriving only to witness the blood-soaked ground, their sights filled with desolation; dead, all dead, even newborn babies were lying in pools of blood.

Why!

What wrong had they done?

The many experts who rushed to the scene were trembling with fear; this was the Blood Demon's most extensive slaughter to date. They had pursued the Blood Demon day and night, attempting to encircle and suppress him, yet he managed to initiate one massacre after another right under their noses.

"No, this Blood Demon is getting smarter. He's toying with us; we must change our approach," said an elder in a white robe.

For the past four days, during the first two days, the Mingbei Cultivators could occasionally find traces of Gai Jiutian to battle with him. However, before they could form an encirclement, he would kill people and escape. Over the next two days, they could only follow behind Gai Jiutian, being toyed with in circles.

The Blood Demon was getting smarter and no longer only knew how to slaughter.

The people looked to see one of the three leading figures among the plant-type Druids, a highly revered senior, the Old Birch King.

"Old Birch King, our urgent priority is to eliminate the Blood Demon as quickly as possible, so please speak directly," said a great Shaman clutching a golden staff.

His name was Poseci, a Mingbei Shaman, his rank discernible from the gemstone color embedded in their staffs, which were of five levels. The most esteemed was purple, followed by gold, green, red, and white.

"The Blood Demon likes to flee to places where people are numerous. I propose that the King issue an order to disperse the populace residing in various places and then deploy the army here. All we need to do is relax and wait for his reappearance."

"You all should be well aware that the Blood Demon can conceal his presence, and none of us have the confidence that two or three individuals could successfully intercept him. Finding him may not be useful," the Old Birch King said, turning his gaze to Poseci.

Among the many Mingbei Cultivators, those closest to the Imperial rulers were undoubtedly these mysterious Shamans.

"I agree with the Old Birch King's sentiment," said one.

"I also agree," said another.

"Agreed," echoed more voices.

...

Within moments, everyone had expressed their wishes.

"I will consult the King on this matter shortly and proceed as Old Birch King suggests. There's no need for you all to continue the search. We just have to wait for the arrival of the army to jointly exterminate the Blood Demon," declared Poseci decisively.

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"Poseci, I have a question on my mind: is the Blood Demon somehow related to you Shamans?" another asked suddenly.

The atmosphere turned noticeably colder.

As the Old Birch King's question hung in the air, more and more people turned their gazes towards the Shamans, and Poseci's face showed his hesitation.

"The Blood Demon is from Xuanyuan Nation, sent by them to create chaos in Mingbei," Poseci firmly claimed.

"I know he's from Xuanyuan Nation, I also know his name is Gai Jiutian, I'm aware he was the former First Legion Commander of the Northern Border, and more so, I know he's under your Shamans' Blood Curse Technique," the challenger continued.

"Poseci, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Among the Shamans, the ten Golden Staff Pharaohs are not the ones with real authority. After this matter is resolved, I, along with many Cultivators, will confront the Old Dharma King. Isn't the lesson from three hundred years ago not enough for you?" the Old Birch King said indignantly.

Plant-type Druids, more so than animal-type Druids, were reluctant warriors, their hearts desiring and preserving peace. What truly infuriated the Old Birch King was that the Shamans, knowing they were at fault, still refused to admit their wrongdoing.