Chapter 302 - 245: I Help My Beloved Wife Achieve Glory in Ganshan City

Chapter 302: Chapter 245: I Help My Beloved Wife Achieve Glory in Ganshan City

The wave of chaotic energy toppled the majestic city wall before its momentum finally began to wane.

It plowed through several rows of barracks before finally coming to a stop.

The yellow sand kicked up by the shockwave drifted down, obscuring the sky and moon.

The air grew thick and murky, obstructing their view of the distance.

Tang Wen and the others stopped fleeing.

They waved their hands, summoning gusts of wind to blow away the sand in front of them.

The citizens were jolted awake. Children wailed, and wolfhounds barked wildly.

The entire city erupted in a cacophony, louder than any temple fair.

Yet among the Seventh Grade Extraordinaries, Sixth Grade Gang Martials, and Fifth Grade Divine Martial Realms, not a single person spoke. They stood in silence, all looking to the west.

Ganshan City was a hundred li across and held sway over a territory of several thousand square li.

Over a million people made their living here.

But the fate of Ganshan City was decided by just one person.

As if sensing something in the air...

The children’s wails subsided, and the wolfhounds gradually fell silent.

The Guards scrambled to their feet, covered in sand. They stood dazed for a moment before starting to help their injured comrades.

This was the area at the foot of the city wall.

The collapsed buildings had been the Guards’ barracks.

However, the Guards had already assembled when Huang San was slammed into the city wall.

No one was inside the barracks when they collapsed. But when the wall came down, the monstrous shockwave slammed into the Guards, sending them flying. Some were inevitably injured.

Tang Wen stared blankly at the western sky, his eyes unfocused.

After some time, he suddenly felt two small hands patting him all over as if checking for injuries. He looked down to see Shui Yun’s radiant face, her slender waist pressed close against him.

He hugged her instinctively, and Shui Yun let out a sigh of relief.

"You scared me! I thought you were hurt!"

Tang Wen smiled, then looked back to the western sky and said softly, "A man should live to be like that."

"What?" Shui Yun didn’t understand, but she hugged him back.

Tang Wen brushed the messy hair from her forehead, found her lips, and, heedless of their surroundings, kissed her fiercely.

After a long moment, they parted.

He said it again, "Shui Yun, I’m going to become a Fourth Grade."

’Yes, at least a Fourth Grade.’

’Fourth Grade?’

Aunt Lian, who was standing nearby, overheard and was about to mock him. But when she turned her head and saw his young, handsome face, the words died on her lips.

She shook her head inwardly. ’As if becoming a Fourth Grade is so easy.’

’Oh, well.’

’Everyone was young once.’

In Ganshan City, a Fifth-Grade Divine Martial Realm was enough to command respect over a wide area.

Within the territory of several thousand square li controlled by Ganshan City, such an expert was practically a local emperor.

Their single word could decide matters of life and death.

Tang Wen was now a young master with real power, holding the lives of tens of thousands in his hands.

After taking in Lin Shi and getting a taste of power...

...he had inevitably grown complacent.

But today, he had witnessed a battle between Fourth-Grade experts. The mere aftershocks were enough to send Fifth-Grade masters fleeing in disarray and topple a massive city with destructive ease.

An extreme craving for power had been reawakened in him.

The feeling was even stronger than when he had first transmigrated, living day to day, never knowing if he would survive till nightfall.

Back then, he just wanted a full stomach.

Now, he wanted to Master his own destiny.

"I believe in you." Shui Yun’s cheeks were flushed as she embraced Tang Wen, oblivious to the world around them.

Suddenly, someone shouted.

"They’re back!"

The two of them looked up at the same time. The air was still thick with drifting yellow dust, making it difficult to see clearly.

The Fifth-Grade experts were all airborne.

They saw a black dot in the distance that seemed to be a person. The next second, in a blur, that person was right before their eyes.

"It’s the City Lord!"

"The City Lord came back alone?"

"Doesn’t that mean we won?!"

"That little tiger was no match for the City Lord after all!"

"Hahaha! What a thrilling night..."

A sense of having survived a catastrophe washed over everyone’s faces.

The numerous Fifth-Grade experts also breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Although Fifth and Sixth-Grade experts could establish themselves anywhere and would be considered elites even if they left Ganshan City...

...who would willingly abandon their foundations to start from scratch?

Besides, where else was as prosperous as Ganshan City?

AWOOO—

The roar echoed between heaven and earth.

The relief and joy on the faces of the crowd, along with the savage, gleeful anticipation of a counterattack in the eyes of the Huang Family members, all froze solid.

The Jade Tiger wasn’t dead.

’Something’s wrong!’

’The City Lord’s condition isn’t right.’

The front of his robes was fine, but the back was shredded to tatters, like a beggar’s rags.

The skin of his back was a bloody mess.

’Did... did the Jade Tiger get behind him and launch a sneak attack?’

The City Lord was injured!

What about the Jade Tiger? Was it injured as well?

Their emotions whipsawed from high to low, leaving everyone at a loss for words.

On the ground, Tang Wen and the others had climbed to a high vantage point. Hearing the roar, they too grew worried.

The ordinary Guards, however, didn’t dwell on it; they simply continued with their duties.

After all, if the sky were to fall, the experts would be there to hold it up.

The Jade Tiger glided leisurely through the air.

Its entire body emanated a jade-like glow, its fur radiant. It didn’t look like it had lost so much as a single hair.

The City Lord calmly scanned the crowd and announced in a slow, hoarse voice, "From this day forward, Ganshan City and the White Tiger Village are allies."

Everyone visibly relaxed.

’As long as there’s no major war, it’s fine.’

’Gaining a powerful ally is good, too.’

The City Lord continued, "The Huang Family will give twenty percent of their annual harvest, converted into goods such as grain, oil, salt, cloth, and silks, to the White Tiger Tribe. All other families will give ten percent."

An uproar swept through the crowd.

’This is a tribute from the entire city!’

’Did the City Lord lose?’

Another voice rang out, "The White Tiger Race will send our people to help guard the underground Demon Cave."

It was the Little Jade Tiger.

It held up one paw and added, "Five of them. Five resident Fifth-Grade experts will suffice."

Hearing this, the expressions of the various faction leaders eased slightly.

Five experts were nearly the total number of publicly known Fifth-Grade Powerhouses in the Black Water Gang of the Outer City.

A force of that size could strike out on its own, conquer a territory, and be entitled to a share of the income from Ganshan City’s various families.

Guarding the underground was no easy task; if trouble broke out, it would be a life-and-death struggle.

This made the arrangement much more palatable.