Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 450 - 0369: Patrol Envoy, Ye Qingfeng (Four Updates)

Chapter 450: Chapter 0369: Patrol Envoy, Ye Qingfeng (Four Updates)

With a snap.

Mao Yu caught the token.

However, under Mao Yu’s fierce squeeze.

The token not only didn’t shatter but emitted a metallic creaking sound.

But that was all.

The token did not even leave a white mark.

You must know, with Mao Yu’s finger strength.

Combined with the power of spiritual energy.

It’s enough to bend steel plates.

Now, a mere token remained unscathed.

Mao Yu could not help but stare intently.

On the token, a sword-shaped pattern was engraved.

Emitting an ancient, desolate aura.

No extra patterns.

Appearing extremely majestic.

And within the sword-shaped pattern, there were three characters exuding the intent of iron-blooded slaughter.

Patrol Envoy!

At first, Mao Yu didn’t react.

Thinking about what kind of token this was.

But Reidy’s gaze swept over.

In his heart, it was like a thunderclap.

"Impossible!!!"

Reidy roared aloud.

His pupils dilated infinitely.

Snatched the token from Mao Yu’s hand.

The ancient sword-shaped pattern and the three deeply engraved characters on the token.

Made him feel as if struck by five thunderbolts.

Tokens of this material and style.

There are only four in the entire Southern Base City.

One belongs to Lord Executioner, while the other three belong to the Patrol Envoys of the Southern Base.

Such a token, in the Southern Base, represents authority.

It represents the will of the nation.

"Patrol Envoy, Patrol Envoy... Patrol — Envoy!!!"

Mumbling a few times.

Mao Yu finally remembered.

Patrol Envoy, doesn’t this represent a position second only to one person in the entire Southern Base?

Other than the Lord Executioner.

The Patrol Envoy has supreme authority in the base.

Because it is bestowed by the nation.

Any administrative personnel from directors, mayors, and others managing secular institutions, have no effect on the Patrol Envoy.

On the contrary, the Patrol Envoy not only manages ordinary citizens but also Martial Artists.

The ancient sword shape on the token symbolizes authority akin to the imperial sword of ancient times.

With the right to act first and report afterward.

After the death or retirement of a Patrol Envoy, the token is managed by the Lord Executioner.

This means Ye Qingfeng had obtained the token from the Lord Executioner.

This further confirms the fact that Ye Qingfeng is a Patrol Envoy.

After all, who would dare to snatch a token from the hands of the Lord Executioner?

That’s simply seeking death.

However, the more they confirmed Ye Qingfeng’s current identity, the paler their faces became.

If Ye Qingfeng is a Patrol Envoy, then everything they previously said was nonsense.

No qualification?

A Patrol Envoy is akin to being responsible for the safety of the entire Southern Base.

Not only them, but even stronger Martial Artists or organizations.

The Patrol Envoy has the authority to sanction them.

After all, the person directly responsible for the Patrol Envoy is the Lord Executioner of the Southern Base.

That is the number one person in the entire Southern Base.

If there are major issues.

The Patrol Envoy can directly report to the Lord Executioner.

"Patrol Envoy, the Patrol Envoy’s token..."

Guo Jianfeng didn’t know what to say, the shock in his heart like a tsunami under a typhoon.

If Ye Qingfeng becoming a War General Martial Artist, possessing the strength to defeat Mao Yu and Reidy in one blow,

already left him utterly astonished,

then Ye Qingfeng’s current identity was even more shocking to Guo Jianfeng than all strange events he had encountered in his lifetime combined.

"You..."

Zhao Wenman slightly opened her red lips, pointing at Ye Qingfeng, wanting to say something.

But, she said nothing.

And the word "little fellow" was also stuck in Zhao Wenman’s throat.

Indeed, now, even her grandfather, Vice President Zhao Tianxi of Qian Nan Academy, would have to respectfully greet Ye Qingfeng.

Not to mention her.

After all, in the world of Martial Artists, strength is paramount, and power is secondary.

Even if not for Ye Qingfeng’s sake.

The Lord Executioner behind Ye Qingfeng would be enough to make all the Martial Artists in the Base City fearful.

"Now, am I qualified?"

Ye Qingfeng asked in return.

To this, Mao Yu and Reidy couldn’t utter a single word.

But their faces as pale as tissue paper.

Also revealed their inner turmoil at this moment.

"Boom!!"

Ye Qingfeng no longer wasted words with the two.

His right foot stomped the ground, like a rocket taking off with auxiliary thrust.

With a booming sound.

He charged in front of Mao Yu and Reidy.

With a vibration of his back, his left and right hands drew the bow simultaneously.

Muscles and bones like drawn bowstrings!

Fists like arrows.

With a bang.

Two punches simultaneously landed on the abdomens of Mao Yu and Guo Jianfeng.

"Ah! How dare you cripple us..."

Mao Yu and Guo Jianfeng roared furiously.

But their dantian, storing spiritual energy, was shattered, and several vital meridians in their bodies were also ruptured.

The spiritual energy within dispersed rapidly into the air like gas leaking from a punctured ball.

This pain was more excruciating than death.

Falling from lofty Intermediate War General Martial Artists to mere ordinary individuals.

This psychological gap, how could they withstand?

Their eyes reddened as they stared at Ye Qingfeng.

It was the ultimate killing intent.

Yet, the two who lost their spiritual power.

Were both subdued by Guo Jianfeng.

"Director Guo, I’ll leave these two to you..."

Ye Qingfeng did not bother to handle everything personally, uninterested in these trivial matters.

As for the follow-up handling.

He left it to Guo Jianfeng.

He naturally didn’t need to bear the responsibility for crippling the two.

But the procedure still needed to be followed.

"You brat... no, I should say Patrol Envoy my lord..."

Guo Jianfeng chuckled, but then his expression turned serious again.

"Director Guo, there’s no need for that with me. I’m not concerned about so-called power, martial arts is my pursuit."

Ye Qingfeng waved his hand indifferently in response to Guo Jianfeng’s formal respect.

He was not interested at all.

If it weren’t for Mao Yu and Reidy’s own arrogance and vanity,

Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t have revealed his identity either.

"Hmph! At least you have some self-awareness. In sister’s eyes, you’re still that little guy..."

Seeing Ye Qingfeng not putting on airs, Zhao Wenman couldn’t help but teasingly scold him.

In response, Ye Qingfeng only gave a bitter smile.

"We better hurry and report this situation, or else the longer it’s dragged out, the bigger the trouble."

Zhao Wenman, being meticulous, prompted Guo Jianfeng. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Alright, this matter still requires some explanation..."

Guo Jianfeng nodded in agreement.

Ye Qingfeng, as a Patrol Envoy, indeed had the power over life and death.

But this matter still needed to be explained to those above.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t stop them, only instructing Zhao Wenman and Guo Jianfeng not to reveal his identity.

Which earned him an eye roll from Zhao Wenman.

Ding ding ding!!!

At that moment, Song Shuyao’s phone rang.

Breaking her from the state of shock over Ye Qingfeng’s strength and identity.

In an instant, Song Shuyao’s face turned pale.

She hastily spoke, "There’s trouble with the Song Family and the Bai Family, what should we do..."

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