Chapter 1419 - 1415: So Their Surname Is Murong!!!

Upon hearing the cries for help, Dragon Spirit couldn’t help but roll his eyes, he knew it would be like this!

Indeed, the power of karma is formidable, good things are rare, but the worrying ones emerge one after another.

Yun Ran had just asked him to guard against those vagrants causing trouble, and now trouble had directly come to him.

With a somewhat speechless flick of his sleeve, Dragon Spirit walked toward the direction of the cries for help with a stern face.

Soon, he saw the scene of dozens of people chasing a few others to hack them.

The woman at the front, clutching a baby in her arms, looked utterly despairing, yet instinctively she was still shouting for help.

"Splut!"

Blood splattered, followed closely by agonizing screams and despairing wails woven together.

Upon a closer look, a young man behind the woman was caught up by his pursuers and took a slash to his thigh.

Perhaps after spending a long time by Yun Ran’s side, Dragon Spirit’s heart had softened, seeing such a calamity now, he was unusually reluctant.

Regardless of whether those people had done something shameful.

Speaking only of the baby still in swaddling clothes, such slaughter shouldn’t occur right before his eyes.

In Dragon Spirit’s view, only heart and character matter, no theory of identity being original sin exists.

"Stop it all now!"

Just as the scene was about to turn into a calamity, Dragon Spirit’s roar made dozens wielding blades kneel in unison.

Even those worrying about implicating themselves, hiding in the bushes covering their mouths tightly, clumsily lay down.

The woman holding the baby probably hadn’t thought she could survive from the brink of blade.

Her first reaction was not to thank Dragon Spirit for saving them, but to clutch the baby tighter.

Her whole body was in a bow shape, shielding the baby from prying eyes.

The scent of blood quickly permeated the air, which might not be very sensitive to ordinary people.

But to a powerful being like Dragon Spirit, the richness of the bloody scent was like a normal person suddenly surrounded by a freshly shattered perfume bottle.

The young man’s thigh had exposed gleaming white bone, from the wound it was clear how fierce the slash was.

If not for blocking it with his hand at the crucial moment, that thigh might have been cut off on the spot.

Blood was gurgling, showing no sign of stopping.

The young man’s complexion rapidly turned pale, symptomatically matching excessive blood loss.

The pressure from Dragon Spirit weighed down everyone, making them unable to move, as if being in a gravity chamber.

As he walked, step by step toward the boy, nobody around dared to stand in his way.

"Swallow it!"

Dragon Spirit tossed a pill into the boy’s hand, his tone cold.

Yet, to the boy almost fainting, it seemed as if he had seen a god.

Struggling, he managed to put the pill into his mouth, which dissolved instantly.

The dreadful wound on his thigh remarkably stopped bleeding visibly.

The others saw this immortal-like figure standing in opposition to them, their gaze turned terrified.

Though they numbered in dozens, against a true master, they couldn’t withstand even one move.

Just as they thought death was certain today, Dragon Spirit lifted the pressure off himself.

Everyone felt suddenly lighter, the force that rendered them motionless vanished into thin air.

Dragon Spirit stood right in the midst of the two sides.

But neither the fleeing few, nor the dozens hacking at them from behind dared to move a muscle.

Suppressing their instincts, they cautiously watched Dragon Spirit’s expression.

As for those keeping a distance, hiding in the bushes for self-preservation, the first thing upon regaining freedom was to scramble away.

If they could express their innermost thoughts now.

It would unitedly be, ’Dear God, run!!!’

Who would have imagined that within just a few minutes, this area of several kilometers turned into one vacant space.

Dragon Spirit felt like one of those ’masters’ mediating between adversaries.

The previous intimidation was enough, now he could direct straight to the point.

Dragon Spirit found himself a relatively clean, tidy big stone to sit on.

Only then did he start speaking: "Let’s hear it, what’s this commotion about? Unaware of the rules here?"

The young man, dizzy from blood loss, could still support his own body.

After swaying up, tidying his somewhat disheveled clothing, he performed a grand courtesy to Dragon Spirit.

If Dragon Spirit were a newcomer to worldly affairs, he might really have overlooked anything extraordinary about this young man.

Upon seeing the young man’s gesture, clearly the etiquette of a Great Clan’s offspring, Dragon Spirit’s eyelid twitched.

Suddenly he felt he might, probably, maybe, indeed be caught up in some conflict.

"Sir, thank you for rescuing and granting me medicine, this junior Murong Xiao expresses gratitude."

Turns out he’s of the Murong family!!!

The archives and documents of Moonlight City were never hidden by Yun Ran.

Therefore, upon hearing this surname, Dragon Spirit reflexively matched it to the Murong clan of the Xuan Sect.

"The Murong family of the Xuan Sect?"

Murong Xiao upon stating his surname hadn’t intended to conceal his identity.

That this mysterious looking, immortal aura man quickly recognized his identity was quite shocking to Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiao bowed again: "Sir, you’re correct, I indeed am a descendant of the Xuan Sect’s Murong family.

However, our branch is quite distantly related, akin to ordinary wealthy families."

This point, Dragon Spirit had discerned.

No need to mention, at least this young man’s aptitude is honestly not good, may struggle merely to enter the Xuan Sect.

Dragon Spirit was quite pleased with the young man’s discernment.

Immediately, he shifted his gaze to the young woman not far from the boy.

With plenty of time, he aimed to question these people one by one.

Perhaps, he might gain some crucial clues from them.

"And you, what’s your identity?"

The young woman instinctively tucked the baby tighter in her arms, as if a momentary delay would result in it being snatched away.

"Please forgive me, sir, I am a concubine of the Zhou Family, abandoned by the main wife..."

While recounting these encounters, the young woman’s face showed little sign of suffering, it seemed that being forsaken by the family was of no concern.

Having been saved, the despair in her eyes had mostly dissipated, now replaced largely by tranquility.

Dragon Spirit was actually clueless about the Zhou Family, but he couldn’t show ignorance, thus promptly hummed to feign familiarity.