“Master, what is that?”
Jiang Mian looked at the bloody pillar of light soaring into the sky and sneered, “If you can’t win, you call for your dad? Why are you just like that Tang guy? Both of you deserve to die.”
“Who hurt my servant?”
A clap of thunder suddenly flashed across the sky, and a black-clad man with a pair of bat wings growing on his back slowly emerged from the pillar of light. His face was covered in strange runes, making him look incredibly eerie.
“This stance, a Titled Douluo?” Jiang Mian muttered to himself, “Quite impressive, but his appearance is a bit lacking. Still, he has taste.”
Two yellow, two purple, and four black spirit rings appeared beneath his feet, and the entire sky seemed to dim a few shades.
“A Spirit Douluo, and you put on such a show?” Jiang Mian picked his nose. He quickly ran backward, and the Spirit Douluo’s eyes Lock-On to Jiang Mian. With a whoosh, he shot towards Jiang Mian’s back like an arrow released from a bowstring.
“Nan Meng, don’t watch.” Jiang Mian loudly cried for help. In truth, if it came down to a real fight, with Jiang Mian’s restraint over evil Spirit Masters and the enhanced attributes from these fierce Spirit Beast spirit rings, he might not necessarily lose to this evil Spirit Douluo.
But he had brought a Helping Hand, so why would he take such a risk himself?
“Fighting isn’t my strong suit, you know.” Nan Meng’s voice came from all directions. She laughed, “Jiang Mian, how about I cheer for you instead?”
“I’ll add money!” Jiang Mian saw the evil Spirit Douluo’s bloody hand about to pierce his chest. He quickly yelled, “If I die, who will play with you?”
“Coming!”
The sky was instantly enveloped in divine light, and the entire world shone brightly. The evil Spirit Douluo was like a rat in a sewer, hiding everywhere but with nowhere to escape.
The Emperor Ruishou, radiating golden light and immense in size, descended from the sky. With one claw, she pinned the evil Spirit Douluo in mid-air beneath her foot. Beneath the Ruishou’s foot, the evil Spirit Douluo sizzled as if being roasted.
The Emperor Ruishou stood tall and proud, like a Qilin, her attributes of extreme light and extreme fire making her appear even more sacred.
A Qilin treading on auspiciousness, dispelling a hundred difficulties in the human world.
How could a mere evil Spirit Master be worthy of fighting the Emperor Ruishou?
“Spirit Blood Thunder Bat, huh?” Jiang Mian watched as the evil Spirit Douluo struggled to release his Spirit Avatar, trying to escape from under Nan Meng’s foot. But for something like a rat, under bloodline suppression, trying to escape was simply a pipe dream.
“Why couldn’t you do anything else good, but you had to become an evil Spirit Master.” Jiang Mian walked up to the evil Spirit Douluo and slapped his face hard, “Your strength isn’t weak, yet you insist on doing these harmful deeds. Don’t you know there’s retribution?”
“Senior, please spare my life.” The evil Spirit Douluo no longer had his arrogant demeanor from before. He pleaded repeatedly, “I will definitely turn over a new leaf and never harm anyone again.”
“Oh.” Jiang Mian kicked him in the face, rubbing it hard until his face was bloody and disfigured, looking utterly miserable, “Xiao Meng, kill him.”
Pfft.
Nan Meng directly crushed him into dust.
“Xiao Meng, change back.” Jiang Mian looked up at the Emperor Ruishou. He gently patted the Emperor Ruishou’s paw; it was fluffy and very comfortable, “Don’t scare people.”
“Oh.” Nan Meng nodded and transformed into a stream of light, drilling into the alley.
Jiang Mian knew well that transforming would tear her clothes, so the Ruishou must have first taken off her clothes…
“Thank you, benefactor.” The town residents appeared from nowhere. The noodle stall elder led the shouts, and the people knelt, thanking Jiang Mian for his great kindness.
“Everyone, please rise.” Jiang Mian helped the elder up. If it hadn’t been for Jiang Mian this time, with the strength of these evil Spirit Masters, the entire town might have been massacred.
“From now on, we will worship our benefactor for generations here.” The elder stood up and said to the scattered people behind him, “Everyone, do you agree?”
“Worship the benefactor for generations!” The people all raised their arms and cheered.
“Look, this is too embarrassing.” Jiang Mian scratched his head. He felt that the people here were still very simple and honest, and it was only right for him to take care of them more in the future. When he returned from the Extreme North, he would bring them a powerful Spirit Beast to guard their homes.
“Brother Mian.” Nan Meng, fully dressed, skipped over to Jiang Mian, laughing, “How about it? Shouldn’t I get a reward?”
“I’ll reward you with a chestnut.” Jiang Mian laughed and gave Nan Meng’s head a playful flick, saying with a chuckle, “Xiao Meng, you lack nothing, so this is all I can reward you with.”
“I hate you.” Nan Meng hugged her head, looking wronged, “I won’t save you next time.”
“Then you should still save me.” Jiang Mian took out two thousand-year Immortal Herbs and handed them to Nan Meng, smiling, “Don’t be angry, okay?”
“Hmph.” Nan Meng quickly snatched the two thousand-year Immortal Herbs, pouting to express, “We’ll see.”
“Since everyone wants to worship me.” Jiang Mian stroked the Ruishou’s head and suddenly said seriously, “Then, would you please listen to a word from me?”
“Benefactor, please speak.”
“I know you all live very hard lives. I will Help you change all of this. The border of the Extreme North is not easy to develop. If you are willing, when I return, I will take you to find a new place to live and work in peace. How about that?”
Jiang Mian had a plan in mind. He intended to take these people to Spirit Hall’s territory and ask Bibi Dong to find them a place to live. These people would be of great use then.
After all, there’s an ancient saying: “He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world!”
“We are willing to follow our benefactor.” The people once again knelt in a large group. Jiang Mian now not only had the grace of saving their lives but also the kindness of recreating them. It was not an exaggeration to say that Jiang Mian was a god sent by heaven to save them.
The east gradually showed the belly of a fish, and after a night, Jiang Mian couldn’t help but have more thoughts.
“Xiao Meng, let’s continue our journey.” Jiang Mian took Nan Meng’s hand and asked with a smile, “What do you think?”
“Whatever Brother Mian says.” Nan Meng was still very obedient. She walked up to the noodle stall elder and smiled, “Elder, your noodles are delicious. When I come back, will you make me two more bowls, okay?”
“It is this old man’s honor that the young lady is willing to eat my noodles.” The elder’s rough hands held Nan Meng’s, and complex emotions filled his eyes.
Joy, flattered, touched…
“There will be plenty of time in the future.” Jiang Mian smiled slightly and led Nan Meng into the Extreme North.
This time, their arrival was different from the last. Last time, they arrived during the coldest period in the Extreme North, where there were no people for thousands of miles. This time, the weather was slightly warmer, and many merchant caravans and hunters had also arrived.
“After arriving in the Extreme North, my connection to the Snow Empress has deepened a bit.” Jiang Mian closed his eyes, carefully sensing his connection with the Snow Empress. He found that the sensation the Snow Empress gave him was like being both far away and close at hand, which truly baffled Jiang Mian.
“What should I do?” Jiang Mian sighed, somewhat at a loss as to where to search. Just then, a clear, haughty female voice suddenly came from a distance.
“Are you the Helping Hand invited by the Snow Empress?”