Starforce Warriors-Chapter 485: Body Went Numb

Li Xiaofei had been delayed for a while at Principal Lu’s place, since he had been acting as a protector. After Principal Lu successfully expelled the foreign water-element blade energy lingering on his severed arm, he had chatted briefly with Huang Fulai, Xue Xuanqi, and Zhu Kunyu before heading back to the slum.

Unexpectedly, halfway through his journey, he received an urgent call from Zhu Kunyu, the head of the Police Department in Anjing District. Zhu Kunyu reported that there had been unusual troop movements. It was quickly clear that something significant had occurred in the slum.

Li Xiaofei immediately quickened his pace, and fortunately, he had made it in time. Another second’s delay could have led to a catastrophic incident.

“Who are these bastards?” Li Xiaofei turned to look at Long Zhengfei.

The seasoned martial artist gritted his teeth and replied, “Private forces from the Kong family and the Du family, along with some members of the police. However, the police are just here to make up the numbers.” He gave a brief account of the events that had unfolded.

“That kid is in the Divine Realm. Don’t underestimate him,” Chi Chunshui reminded.

Li Xiaofei smirked coldly and said, “I killed the third-ranked expert in Haijing City, Tsukiha Tensō, and the seventh-ranked You Longzi as if they were pigs. Saints are nothing more than grass before my sword. Divine Realm? What a joke.”

His words sent shockwaves through the surrounding crowd.

Li Buyi exclaimed in horror, “Are you saying... you killed Tsukiha Tensō and You Longzi?”

Li Xiaofei replied, “I had no choice. They were too weak to withstand even a casual strike from my sword.”

Chi Chunshui could hardly believe his ears. The claim was almost as outrageous as claiming that he had broken through the heavens. How could Saints fall so easily? They were not pigs to be slaughtered with a single strike.

Across from them, the members of the two great families were visibly stunned by Li Xiaofei’s words. The heads of the Du family and the Kong family exchanged glances, their eyes filled with both shock and doubt. Had the battle at the Jiepeng Consulate not gone as they had imagined?

Kong Weilan, however, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Such arrogance! How dare you boast of slaying Saints?” His tone was filled with disdain as he sneered, “This nonsensical drivel might fool others, but it’s nothing more than the babble of a clown before me. I can sever your head with just one strike from my Silver Sword.”

Gold, Silver, Bronze, Iron were the rankings of Kong Weilan’s four swords, and the Silver Sword ranked second. As a quasi-Saint in the Divine Realm, Kong Weilan could discern Li Xiaofei’s true cultivation level and the extraordinary combat strength that transcended his realm. This was why Kong Weilan grudgingly acknowledged him as worthy of Silver rank.

Otherwise, someone in the Meridian Expanding Realm wouldn’t even qualify for Iron rank.

The Kong family's head quickly regained his composure.

Yes, it has to be a lie. How could I have been momentarily intimidated by this junior? What a disgrace!

"My son, kill this arrogant clown." The Kong family’s head declared loudly. "Today shall be the day of your renown. Drench the slum in rivers of blood so that these lowly commoners will kneel. In the future, they won’t dare raise their heads when they hear the name of the Kong family."

“You’ve gone mad!” Li Buyi shouted from across the battlefield, “These are citizens of Great Xia! You—”

“Ha! You dare to call yourselves citizens of Great Xia?”

The Kong family's head sneered disdainfully. “You’re nothing but a band of rebellious rabble who should have been wiped out long ago. Show no mercy, son. Kill them all, and step on their blood and bones to forge your illustrious legacy.”

Kong Weilan smiled faintly, his demeanor calm and unhurried.

“Father, rest assured. Today, as I emerge from my seclusion under my master's command, I shall astonish all of Haijing. My sword will freeze ten thousand bones.”

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“Keep posturing and pretending,” Li Xiaofei remarked, arms crossed over his chest. He clicked his tongue as he watched the scene unfold as if it were a circus performance. “A mere quasi-Saint, and yet you’re no more than dust in my eyes. I could crush you with a single finger. This father and son putting on a show, do you think you’re fooling anyone?”

Kong Weilan’s voice grew colder as he said, “Facing death, and still spouting nonsense.”

“Death? Your mother’s head!” Li Xiaofei’s expression turned icy, and his voice exploded like a thunderclap. “Now, kneel and repent!”

He had already witnessed the horrors wrought upon the slum as he had flown in on his sword. Homes were reduced to ashes as innocent commoners lay dead or grievously injured.

The raging fire had been extinguished by the torrential rain, yet it could not bring back the fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, grandmothers, and grandfathers who had perished. Nor could it awaken even the faintest trace of conscience in the beasts that were the two great families.

How many families in the slum had been torn apart in less than an hour? How many people had lost their loved ones? The devastation before him had long extinguished any exhilaration Li Xiaofei had felt after slaying two Saints. Now, his heart burned with a killing intent so fierce it scorched the heavens and consumed the earth.

Earlier, he had hesitated. Using the thirty seconds of invincibility granted by the green hair to kill a newly emerged quasi-Saint and a group of insignificant lackeys had seemed like a waste. But now, he only wanted to kill.

He wanted to completely and utterly wipe out this group of beasts wearing human skin. Even if it meant consuming another strand of green hair, he was determined to destroy the arrogant pretender and his vile followers standing before him.

Li Xiaofei took a deep breath, struggling to calm himself. Yet, his reason continued to be devoured by the flames of his anger. Slowly, he raised his hand and placed it on the second strand of green hair on the back of his head.

Across from him, Kong Weilan’s eyes burned with equal intensity. He had lost interest in exchanging words with someone he considered trash. He gracefully extended his hand.

A young female sword attendant who cradled the silver sword in her arms stepped forward with a graceful sway. She placed the sword gently into Kong Weilan’s palm.

Kong Weilan gripped the sword and drew it. A flood of silver light erupted, filling the air with its blinding radiance.

“Embrace the gift of death,” Kong Weilan declared as he stepped forward with his sword.

An invisible sword intent radiated outward, carrying the oppressive aura of the Divine Realm. Though it was not as overwhelming as a Saint, it was still the might of someone standing near the pinnacle of martial strength.

The pressure spread like a suffocating grip around the throats of all the warriors nearby, leaving them frozen in terror. However, just as Kong Weilan took his first step, a voice like thunder erupted from behind him, shaking him to the core.

“My son, wait!” The Kong family's head called out in panic. He was pale, and his hand trembled as he held a portable light core. Whatever he had just seen left his forehead drenched in sweat.

Beside him, the Du family patriarch, once brimming with arrogance, now stood trembling like a leaf in the wind. His eyes were unfocused, and though he tried to maintain composure, the terror etched on his face was unmistakable.

Kong Weilan froze mid-step.

What’s happening?

“Stand down immediately!” The Kong family's head suddenly lunged forward as if he was possessed. He grabbed Kong Weilan’s arm and placed himself protectively in front of his son.

Kong Weilan was utterly confused.

“Forgive me, honored emissary.” The Kong patriarch stammered as he turned to Li Xiaofei, his voice quivering with fear.

Li Xiaofei’s hand, which had been poised to pull the second strand of green hair, paused slightly. In the end, he didn’t pull it. It was clear to him that they had somehow learned what had transpired at the Jiepeng Consulate. Now, this was getting interesting.

The fear in the Kong patriarch’s heart deepened. Once he saw the information and footage on the light core, every ounce of arrogance and superiority within him crumbled away. His courage had evaporated, leaving him hollow and exposed.

The boy’s silence radiated a chilling aura of death, suffocating the air around them. He cared nothing for dignity even as the patriarch felt the stunned gazes of warriors from both sides fixed upon him. He suddenly and resolutely dropped to his knees before Li Xiaofei.

Lowering his hand, Li Xiaofei stood silently in place, his cold gaze fixed on the man now kneeling in the muddy rainwater, his luxurious robes stained and sullied.

The Kong family patriarch began to kowtow, his forehead striking the muddy ground repeatedly with loud, desperate thuds.

"Father!" Kong Weilan was instantly consumed by shame and humiliation. He couldn’t suppress a furious outburst as he yelled, his voice trembling with indignation. Yet before he could act further—

Thud!

The Du family patriarch suddenly stepped forward and dropped to his knees.

“I repent! I confess my crimes!”

This man, who only moments ago had stood tall and declared his intent to bathe the slum in blood, now looked like a frightened seabird struck by lightning. He trembled as he bowed his head in abject fear.

Behind him, the Du family’s experts stood frozen, their faces blank with disbelief. Shock gave way to a wave of collective shame.

This is our family patriarch? Why does he now look like a dog with its spine broken?

As everyone remained stunned, a sharp sound pierced the air in the distance. The approaching figure was none other than Qin Weilong’s personal secretary.

This man, a renowned figure of unassailable authority and pride within the city government, was now rushing through the rain in utter disarray. His typically immaculate demeanor was replaced by soaked garments and a disheveled appearance. He hadn’t even bothered to use his inner energy to shield himself from the downpour.

He held a city leader’s decree aloft as he shouted from afar, “By the order of City Leader Qin Weilong! The Kong and Du families have committed heinous crimes by gathering forces and trespassing into the slum to incite chaos. They are hereby ordered to withdraw immediately, compensate the slum tenfold for all damages, imprison those who injured others, and execute those who committed murder on the spot!”

His proclamation was still echoing across the slums as the secretary landed gracefully. He didn’t spare a single glance at the kowtowing Kong and Du family patriarchs, nor did he look at Kong Weilan, the quasi-Saint.

Instead, he hurried directly to Li Xiaofei. The secretary suppressed his evident fear as he bent low. His face wore an apologetic smile as he said humbly, “I am Song Qianjin, the secretary to City Leader Qin Weilong, at your service, esteemed emissary.”

The sudden shift stunned everyone present. Most of the slum residents were unsure what this meant, but the higher-ranking members of the Kong and Du families understood too well.

This man was Qin Weilong’s shadow, and a representative of the city leader’s will. Yet here he was, bowing before Li Xiaofei like a servant, with an attitude even more servile than he typically displayed toward Qin Weilong.

What happened?

Finally shaken from his spiral of humiliation, Kong Weilan began to realize the strangeness of the situation and started to think deeply.

Li Xiaofei, however, merely snorted coldly, his expression mocking but silent. But Song Qianjin showed no hint of dissatisfaction. Instead, he bowed even lower, his tone careful and reverent.

“To inform the esteemed emissary, the actions of the Kong and Du families were taken without the knowledge of City Leader Qin Weilong. Upon learning of the incident, he was enraged and dispatched me immediately with the decree. Regrettably, I arrived too late to prevent the suffering inflicted upon the innocent residents here.”

The words struck the two family patriarchs, still kneeling in the mud, like a bolt of lightning. Their bodies went numb. It was over. They were scapegoats now.