Chapter 1834: Chapter 1833: The Vermilion Bird Carrying the Gold-Copper Coffin

"Who dares to play tricks in this Cuifeng City?"

Ao Tian snorted coldly.

But his voice was noticeably subdued.

It was clear he was a bit afraid.

However, Ao Tian was the son of the City Lord, how could he endure such an oppressive atmosphere?

Therefore, he was the first to roar.

At that moment, a blood-red coffin flew into the inn, landing with a thud in the center.

"A coffin, what a buzzkill."

Ao Tian looked at the coffin, his eyes widened, today was his wedding day, and seeing a coffin was extremely inauspicious.

Immediately, a group of men with long knives barged in, their blades still dripping with blood, their faces extremely ferocious, each bearing a scar, clearly men accustomed to the battlefield, now bitterly smiling.

The leader wore a robe with a ghost head emblem, arms crossed, looking calmly upon everything.

"Seeing our boss, why aren’t you serving fine wine and dishes immediately?"

One of the men roared loudly.

Ao Tian snorted coldly at him.

"Who are you, daring to act wild on my turf, don’t you know who I am—Ao Tian!"

"Ao Tian, the name sounds a bit familiar."

The corner of Vermilion Bird’s mouth curled with a hint of sarcasm.

He was the Left Marshal of the Great Flame Empire, ranking much higher than Ao Tian.

Ao Tian was only famous in Cuifeng City, while Vermilion Bird was renowned within a three thousand mile radius.

Seeing this, Ao Tian’s lips curled into a cold smile once more.

"Since you know my name, why aren’t you kneeling?"

Just then, a loud slap was heard.

At some point, five blood-red fingerprints had appeared on Ao Tian’s face.

"You little brat, how dare you be so arrogant in front of the Protectorate Marshal, you truly are courting death, you deserved that."

Vermilion Bird stood with arms crossed, coldly looking at Ao Tian.

Ao Tian gritted his teeth, as the City Lord’s son, he had never suffered such humiliation.

But he had heard of the Protectorate Left Marshal, who had once led the Empire’s Wolf Fang Corps to repel the Great Flame Empire’s invaders, carrying a coffin into battle.

Sworn to drive the enemies out of the borders.

After that battle, Vermilion Bird not only expelled the invaders but also made a name for himself, becoming famous throughout the Great Flame Empire.

Having been struck by Vermilion Bird today, he could only feel angry yet dared not express it.

His face alternated between green and white.

"It turns out it is the Protectorate Marshal."

Er Yue Hua was delighted upon realizing the situation.

The inn had little fame, but having Vermilion Bird stay would certainly increase its reputation.

Moreover, the Protectorate Left Marshal was close to the emperor, even said to be respected by the Great Flame Empire’s sovereign by three points.

She immediately smiled and approached.

"We are honored by the presence of Marshal Zhu in this humble inn. If I’ve been neglectful, I apologize. Please, esteemed guest, head upstairs!"

Er Yue Hua promptly said with respect.

The shop assistant was also at the side leading the way, his face full of smiles.

"Great Marshal, had I known you were coming, I would have greeted you with three thousand men at the street entrance. Why didn’t you let my father know when you arrived in Cuifeng City? I apologize for offending you earlier."

Seeing that it was Vermilion Bird, Ao Tian immediately changed his tone.

Thinking that befriending such an influential figure might secure a bright future.

Vermilion Bird, however, maintained a calm expression.

"I heard rumors of Demon Path disciples causing chaos here, so I came to deal with them specifically. Naturally, I couldn’t approach ostentatiously, lest I alert the snake hiding in the grass."

"What does a little kid like you understand?"

"Owner, no need for formalities. We’re here to have some simple food to fill the stomachs. After all, we’re here to protect the people, not to indulge."

Vermilion Bird finished and casually found a chair and sat down.

Hearing this, Er Yue Hua felt a twinge of embarrassment, yet she admired this Left Marshal.

"If that’s the case, we must ensure the Marshal does not feel underserved, right? Shop assistant, bring the food quickly."

Er Yue Hua immediately called.

"Yes!"

The shop assistant, though quite experienced, felt a bit nervous seeing Vermilion Bird today.

Vermilion Bird exuded an inexplicable aura of authority, making the assistant’s limbs tremble involuntarily.

Ao Tian, however, breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that with the Left Marshal around, those Demon Path disciples would inevitably be vanquished.

Then he could return to partake in his wedding celebrations.

Bam~

At that moment, the inn’s signboard crashed to the ground, and the grand door was kicked open.

A burly man walked in, wearing a black dragon cloak, half his face covered with a mask, carrying an iron lion from the entrance on his shoulder.

The iron lion weighed at least ten thousand kilograms.

Each step he took left a deep pit on the inn’s floor.

His long red hair fluttered in the wind.

Seeing this, the people in the inn became anxious, horror written across their faces.

"This person is from the Demon Path."

"Indeed powerful, to carry the iron lion. I tried earlier, it’s heavy, yet he lifted it with one hand."

"Everyone be cautious, this person is formidable."

The crowd drew their weapons, whispering softly.

Ao Tian sneered at this man, ready to loudly question him.

Fire Cloud Demon threw the iron lion onto the ground with a thundering crash, causing the whole inn to shake.

A huge pit appeared on the floor.

"Who here is the strongest?"

Fire Cloud Demon asked coldly.

He pointed around at everyone present with his finger.

Fire Cloud Demon was one of the top ten Sect Masters of the Demon Sect. Recently, following the deaths of two Demon Emperors, he set out to find these experts and personally eliminate them.

Ao Tian had never seen someone so brazen, drawing his longsword and advancing.

"How dare you act wildly on my turf, you’re courting death."

Ao Tian charged forward with his longsword, enveloped in flames, and a fire dragon emerged behind him.

The dragon’s roar echoed throughout the inn.

"Fire Dragon Returns to the Sea!"

Ao Tian shouted, slashing downward.

Immediately, a blade aura erupted from his center.

Fire Cloud Demon opened his mouth wide, inhaling the fire dragon’s flames completely.

He pinched the blade between his two fingers, effortlessly snatching it away, and crushed the sharp longsword into a ball of iron.

Then he tossed the iron ball back.

Ao Tian quickly dodged, his expression turning extremely serious.

He had not expected such a high level of skill from this person.

The ball of iron landed heavily, creating cracks in the inn’s floor.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

Fire Cloud Demon said in a rough voice, beckoning Ao Tian to continue.

Ao Tian gritted his teeth, channeling all his spiritual energy.

A large flame appeared before him.

The flame took the shape of a lotus.

"Raging Lotus Technique!"

With a palm strike, the lotus flame flew towards Fire Cloud Demon.