Chapter 14: The First Trial of the Mad Lion’s Roar

Qingshan Town.

The headquarters of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group.

A somewhat spacious and luxurious carriage slowly came to a stop on the street outside the gate.

Under the watchful eyes of the gate-keeping mercenaries, the carriage driver, pale-faced and trembling, knocked on the carriage door, «Y-Young master, we've arrived.»

Creak~

The carriage door opened, and Wei Yang stepped out.

Looking back at Ye Xian'er, who still looked a bit pale but was trying hard to remain calm, Wei Yang gently said, «Wait for me here. I'll be back soon.»

«Okay.» Ye Xian'er nodded, her delicate hands tightening slightly. «Be careful.»

«Haha.» Wei Yang smiled. «Don't worry.»

Closing the carriage door, Wei Yang turned around and glanced at the driver. «Wait here.»

«Y-Yes, sir.» The driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Jumping off the carriage, Wei Yang walked up to the gate of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group.

«Who are you looking for?» the gatekeeping mercenary asked suspiciously.

Wei Yang grinned, «I'm here to see your leader.»

…

Inside a spacious hall.

Mu She, the leader of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group, sat restlessly in the main seat, holding a teacup but not drinking, his brows furrowed.

After a moment, Mu She called out, «Someone come here.»

A mercenary quickly entered. «Leader.»

«Where's our deputy leader?» Mu She asked.

At that moment, Mu She felt a sudden unease, which made his face darken.

«Leader, the deputy leader took a group of brothers out early this morning. He said he was going to cause trouble for someone,» the mercenary replied cautiously.

Hearing this, Mu She felt even more uneasy, making him irritable. «Where did he go?»

«He said he was going outside the town,» the mercenary replied, sweating.

«Go get him back immediately!» Mu She ordered coldly.

«Understood.» The mercenary quickly agreed and turned to leave.

«Wait, take the third leader, Hermon, with you and bring some more men,» Mu She added.

«Yes, sir.»

At this moment.

Bang!

«Ah~»

The sound of commotion, accompanied by fighting and screams, came from outside.

«Damn it, what's happening out there?» Mu She, already in a bad mood, exploded in anger, crushing the teacup in his hand and roaring furiously.

Soon enough.

«Leader~»

«Leader, something bad has happened. Someone has broken in, and they're very strong. Many of our brothers are dead or injured,» a mercenary rushed in, shouting.

«What? Someone broke in? Here?» Mu She was stunned, then almost amused by the absurdity.

This is the headquarters of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group!

Who would dare cause trouble here?

«Yes, sir.»

«Who is it? How many are there?» Mu She stood up.

«J-Just one person, a young man,» the mercenary stammered.

Bang!

Mu She's face turned red, his chest heaving. He slammed the table in front of him, smashing it, and roared, «One person? A young man? And he broke into our headquarters? Are you all dead? Where's Hermon?»

Just as Mu She finished speaking.

Boom!

A figure flew in like a ragdoll, crashing through a row of tables and chairs before coming to a stop.

Mu She looked closely and saw that it was none other than his third leader, Hermon.

At this moment, the seven-star fighter Hermon was already dead.

Mu She was shocked, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, calming him down.

How long had it been?

From the moment he heard the commotion until now, it had only been… two minutes?

Two minutes!

The intruder had fought his way from the gate to here?

And killed his capable subordinate, the third leader, along the way?

Realizing this, Mu She quickly looked towards the entrance of the hall.

There, a handsome young man dressed in black was walking in with his hands behind his back.

So young.

This was Mu She's first impression, much younger than his own son, Mu Li.

At most fifteen or sixteen years old?

«Who might you be?» Mu She calmed himself, forcing a smile and asking politely.

He had to be polite.

He vaguely realized that the Wolfhead Mercenary Group might have kicked an iron plate this time.

Mu She had seen a lot in his time.

To possess such strength at such a young age, this person must have an extraordinary background. He, a one-star Dou Master, couldn't possibly withstand this.

«There's no need for dead men to know my name,» Wei Yang said as he walked to the middle of the hall, casually kicking the annoying mercenary who had come in to report the news.

Boom!

Crash~

A weapons rack collapsed.

The reporting mercenary was buried under the collapsed rack, his fate unknown.

«You!»

Mu She was furious but quickly took a deep breath, suppressing his rising anger, and forced a stiff smile. «I don't know how our Wolfhead Mercenary Group has offended you. If it's a misunderstanding, perhaps we can clear it up?»

«It's too late for explanations now.»

Wei Yang shook his head. «I told you before that the price for troubling me is very high, but you didn't listen.»

«I just killed your son, and now I'm here to kill you. A family should be together, after all. Otherwise, I won't be at ease.»

Mu She's eyes instantly turned red, his voice trembling, «You, you killed my son?»

Wei Yang nodded.

«Die!»

Mu She roared in fury, flipping his hand to produce a dark silver broadsword. He stomped the ground, causing it to crack, and his body shot forward, slashing down at Wei Yang.

«Wind Blade Dance!» Mu She shouted in his heart.

Countless green blade shadows appeared above Wei Yang's head, forming a dense web of blades.

«Die, die, die! No matter who you are, die for me!» Mu She, eyes bloodshot, snarled inwardly.

This Wind Blade Dance was his most powerful technique, a low-level Xuan skill.

It was with this skill that he had earned the title of the strongest in Qingshan Town, defeating even those a star or two stronger than him.

All had fallen under this move.

Now, facing this powerful young man of unknown origin, Mu She cautiously used his ultimate move right away.

…

Wei Yang looked up, feeling the slashing blade and sharp wind force coming down.

«Flashy,» he murmured, raising his palm, where a deep red Dou Qi had been brewing for a while.

Then he pushed his palm forward, seemingly gently, towards the myriad of blade shadows.

In reality, the speed was so fast that it left afterimages, creating an illusion.

Mad Lion's Roar!

A deep red energy lion with faint golden hues appeared in the air, exuding an overwhelming aura along with the majesty of a lion king, shaking hearts.

Majestic, domineering!

The energy lion opened its mouth.

Roar~

The violent lion's roar erupted in the hall like thunder, echoing throughout the small space.

«Not good!» Mu She's pupils contracted, his face changing instantly, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

At that moment, he smelled the scent of death.

«I will die!» was Mu She's final thought before his consciousness plunged into endless darkness.

Boom!

Mu She's body, suspended in mid-air, exploded into countless fragments.

A deep red semicircular energy shockwave spread forward, shattering the floor in its path.

The scorching energy wave caused the temperature in the hall to soar, making the surrounding space appear distorted and blurry.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The enormous explosion almost tore the entire hall apart.

Huge cracks spread across the floor like a spider web, reaching the distant walls, which also cracked after a slight tremor.

«No!»

In the hall, only one mercenary was left standing—the one Mu She had sent to find his deputy leader. Unfortunately, he hadn't had time to leave and was caught in the disaster brought by Wei Yang.

He had hidden in the corner of the hall but couldn't escape.

As the shockwave spread, the intense pressure and scorching heat made him scream in despair.

Then, the energy ripple swept over him.

He was flung like he had been hit by a magical beast, his bones breaking, blood streaming from his orifices, embedding him into the wall.

(End of Chapter)