Demon-killing Enlightenment

Mu Yang forced himself to stay awake. From Yangcheng to Jinnanguan, he had basically not had a good rest in the two months.

During the day, he walked with difficulty, eating wind and drinking dew. At night, he ran fast, concentrating all his attention.

Now, even with the miraculous help of the previous word formula, Mu Yang is still poor in spiritual energy and lacks strength.

However, Mu Yang could only deal with it on his own. There were many eyes watching him on the city wall, and he couldn't release the old ghost and Aunt Liu in public.

Mu Yang stood up, carried Yang Jiao on his back, slung the Liu family's short knife around his waist, held a Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand, and prepared to meet the enemy.

Not long after, the group of wandering souls arrived. Mu Yang couldn't tell how many wandering souls there were, so he could only charge forward with his halberd.

On the city wall, Lao Ding and Lao Cao stared at the blurry Mu Yang, watching him rushing left and right among the group of wandering souls. Killing the wandering souls was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, as if he was in an empty space.

"Old Ding, this guy is very powerful. He seems to have the strength of the present Qi realm." Old Cao said to Old Ding.

Old Ding looked at Mu Yang intently and nodded.

Mu Yang's halberd skills became more and more mature, and even if he was not strong enough to kill wandering souls, it was as easy as entering a ghostless state.

The Fang Tian Huaji's moves were so sharp that the wandering soul was stabbed and dissipated by the halberd blade before it could get close to Mu Yang.

After killing a wave of wandering souls, Mu Yang quickly squatted down to catch his breath, staring at the south, alert for possible ghosts that might appear in the darkness.

After all, Mu Yang had killed the vengeful spirit before, so he was not surprised at all to see a powerful ghost appear again.

But this time there were indeed only wandering souls. Until dawn, Mu Yang killed three waves of wandering souls, and no resentful souls or evil spirits appeared.

The city gates had not yet opened, but the ghosts had stopped appearing. Mu Yang put Yang Jiao down and leaned against the city wall, panting.

Even though Mu Yang was exhausted and holding on with his last bit of strength, he was still happy. After more than two months of traveling, he finally arrived at the South Pass and heard the voices of living people on the city wall.

Finally, a dull creaking sound was heard, and the city gate near the south gate opened. Mu Yang looked over and saw two men in armor running towards him quickly.

Mu Yang's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. As soon as his emotions calmed down, he fainted.

Mu Yang slept particularly soundly this time. In his dream, he saw a peaceful little mountain village where the adults got along in harmony and the children laughed and played.

Suddenly, the scene changed, the sky turned blood red, the ground cracked, and everyone in the village was terrified. Then, Mu Yang felt someone holding him under his armpits and ran away frantically.

Immediately afterwards, a halberd broke and the halberd head was stuck in front of Mu Yang.

Suddenly, Mu Yang woke up and looked around. He found himself in a bedroom with Yang Jiao lying beside him.

Only then did Mu Yang realize that it was just a dream, an extremely real dream. He was still frightened and sweating.

Mu Yang got up, sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his aching head, and began to recall what happened before he fainted.

After thinking for a long time, Mu Yang was sure that he was already near Nanguan, and someone had settled him and Yang Jiao in this room.

Mu Yang looked around the room and found tea on the table in front of the bed. At this time, he remembered that he hadn't drunk water for several days. He hurried to the table and drank the tea in the teapot in big gulps.

After drinking a pot of tea, Mu Yang felt a little better.

At this time, the door of the room where Mu Yang was was opened, and a man in armor walked in. He looked to be in his thirties.

"Awake? How do you feel? Where are you from? How did you walk to Near South Gate carrying a little girl on your back?" The man who came in asked a series of questions, and his shock was clearly visible.

Mu Yang stood up and bowed. He was not in a hurry to speak. Two months of traveling alone had made him a little speechless. On the contrary, he felt more comfortable when he met a ghost.

Mu Yang didn’t know whether Yangcheng’s wanted order was also valid near Nanguan, so he didn’t plan to tell this person his real name.

"I am, ahem... ahem, Liu Yang, and this is my sister Liu Jiao. We came to Jinnanguan to seek refuge with our relatives." Mu Yang lied and did not tell the whole situation.

The armored man motioned for Mu Yang to sit down, and he sat down too.

The man looked Mu Yang up and down, then said, "My name is Ding Yi, and I'm the captain of the patrol team near the Nanguan City Defense Camp."

The man named Ding Yi continued to ask, "I saw you killing wandering spirits very easily last night. I guess you must be a master of the Qi realm?"

"Qi realm?" Mu Yang asked puzzledly.

"From the Awareness Qi Realm to the Killing Qi Realm, they are all called Qi Realm. How come you don't know that?" Ding Yi asked.

Mu Yang smiled embarrassedly and said, "The most powerful person in our small place is in the Qi Realm. I have never heard of masters in other realms."

"Is it only the Xianqi realm? Then your life must be very difficult." Ding Yi said sympathetically.

Mu Yang smiled awkwardly.

Ding Yi also felt that what he said was a bit rude, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Your sister is in critical condition because of the resentment that has entered her body. She needs to be sent to the hospital in Guanli for treatment as soon as possible."

Resentment entering the body? Mu Yang was very familiar with this situation, but it became so serious in Yang Jiao's case.

Mu Yang glanced at Yang Jiao, stood up, saluted Ding Yi and said, "Captain Ding, please take my sister to the clinic for treatment. Liu Yang will be grateful."

Ding Yi waved his hand and said, "I came here to take you two to the clinic. Now that you're awake, that's even better. Carry your sister on your back and follow me."

Mu Yang didn't say much. He skillfully carried Yang Jiao on his back and picked up the Fang Tian Huaji that was placed beside the bed.

But Mu Yang searched the whole house but couldn't find the Liu family's dagger.

"Captain Ding, I'm missing another knife. Have you seen it?" Mu Yang asked Ding Yi.

Ding Yi's face turned ugly when he was asked by Mu Yang. He hesitated for a while and said, "Liu Yang, your knife is of good quality. It was favored by the deputy head of our city defense camp and is now in his hands."

Mu Yang's face also changed. That was a low-level, mid-grade weapon, of course the quality was good, but these people in the city defense camp were too unkind. They actually took advantage of the situation to rob.

In fact, it was the soldier named Cao who first saw Mu Yang and stole the dagger. When Ding Yi and he carried Mu Yang and Yang Jiao back to the city, they immediately set their eyes on the dagger. In order to show off in front of the deputy captain, this guy took the dagger directly.

Ding Yi also thought it was inappropriate at first, but the soldier named Cao directly gave him the dagger as a reward on the grounds of saving the lives of two people.

Ding Yi didn't know how to explain it. Seeing that Mu Yang was a little unhappy, he quickly changed the subject. "Liu Yang, saving your sister is the most important thing. We can talk about the knife later."

Mu Yang was now living under someone else's roof, so he couldn't say anything and could only nod his head to show his agreement.

Ding Yi led Mu Yang out of the house. Only then did he realize that this was actually a military camp. The sound of military training outside was deafening, and neat teams passed by Mu Yang's eyes.

Mu Yang watched the troops in training while following Ding Yi through the military camp.

Many soldiers looked at the strange man carrying a person on his back with curiosity.

After walking for a while, Ding Yi and Mu Yang left the military camp. As soon as the gate of the military camp was opened, a busy street with noisy voices and heavy traffic appeared in front of Mu Yang. An extremely long street went straight to the sky, and the end was not visible at all.

The sounds of vendors shouting, children playing and fighting, and customers chatting, all mixed together.

This made Mu Yang's eyes and ears unable to cope for a while.