Chapter 371 - 241: The World Outside the Yu Kingdom, Flowing Silver Frost Wind (Part 2)

Chapter 371: Chapter 241: The World Outside the Yu Kingdom, Flowing Silver Frost Wind (Part 2)

"Think about it. What kind of perks do you get in the Yu Kingdom?

Our founding ancestor established laws giving Martial Artists and ordinary people the same rights. And while enforcement of that isn’t always perfect, we can at least guarantee that 99.99% of ordinary people can live and work in peace, free from harm by Martial Artists!

In a situation like that, even if a Martial Saint goes to the supermarket to buy groceries, he still has to wait in line. If the person in front of you doesn’t let you cut and you dare to lay a hand on them, you’ll definitely be punished.

Whether that’s always achievable is another story, but at least that’s what our laws say. Those at the pinnacle of the martial path have to maintain their public image, and because of that, things are basically stable!"

"But in the territories controlled by the Megrez Association, Martial Artists have absolute power. Ordinary people live lives worse than livestock. Any depraved taste can be satisfied there. As long as you’re a Grandmaster, killing a few hundred ordinary people a year is a common occurrence."

"The darkness there is even worse than in the old era!

In the old era, you’d still have Martial Artists from various sects upholding justice from time to time, regularly crushing some of the scum. But now, in the areas ruled by the Megrez Association, there’s nothing left but scum!"

A chill ran down Yu Fei’s spine as he listened. ’With that kind of filtering process, even with the Fate-Reversing Pearl, I might not have been able to turn my life around in a world ruled by the Megrez Association!’

"Then how can these Martial Artists from the Megrez Association get into our Yu Kingdom?"

Tang Lihui didn’t answer right away. Instead, he took a taste of the meat skewer in his hand. After a couple of mouthfuls, he said to Yu Fei, "Your heat control was a little off. It’s a bit tough; you’ve cooked out all the fat."

Yu Fei was mortified and immediately focused on grilling the skewers.

Serving his senior brother was the number one priority; a little gossip would have to wait.

After finishing the grilled meat in his hand, Tang Lihui finally spoke in a slow, measured tone:

"Yu Fei, people in this world aren’t all black or white; most are gray. The same goes for Martial Artists. A person’s talent for cultivation has nothing to do with their moral character.

Do you think every Martial Artist who hasn’t joined the Megrez Association is a person of integrity?

Some people aren’t exactly virtuous, but they haven’t completely fallen to depravity either. As far as I know, the Megrez Association has always been working to corrupt our Yu Kingdom’s Martial Artists.

From time to time, they invite some idiots over to experience their ’exotic customs.’ These guys don’t dare to fully join the Megrez Association, but they’re more than happy to play local tyrant for a while. Over time, they become a protective shield for the Association.

Nowadays, the places ruled by the Megrez Association have all become dens of filth and corruption. If we could purge them, at least half of the illegal organizations in the Yu Kingdom would disappear!"

Yu Fei thought for a moment, then asked a critical question.

"How many Martial Saints does the Megrez Association have?"

"Publicly, there are twenty-one, known as the Twenty-One Kings of Megrez! But counting the ones hidden in the shadows and their allies, the number is likely much higher. That’s why they’re so hard to eradicate."

"That many?" Yu Fei asked in surprise.

"Indeed..."

Tang Lihui stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and sighed. "There really are that many. That’s why our generation must uphold the righteous path!

Yu Fei, you must remember this: no matter what, never lose your human heart, your capacity for good. The teacher has high hopes for you. Don’t let him down!"

As he spoke, his figure vanished like the wind. Yu Fei quietly watched as a silver gemstone shot into the sky, circled for a moment, and then settled into a silent vigil nearby.

Yu Fei felt an inexplicable sense of ease. He was always very relaxed around his senior brother. This senior brother had always shown him kindness—subtle, but constant!

It was unlike being with Ye Shuping, which always made him feel like a mere tool.

His senior brother was only pretending to be gone, so Yu Fei had no choice but to tearfully devour the rest of the Tier 7 grilled meat. He was so stuffed!

He figured Ye Shuping must not have told Tang Lihui that he could see through stealth techniques. Otherwise, his gentlemanly senior brother wouldn’t have pretended to leave only to sneak back and protect him.

Yu Fei rested for a while. Having received no news from Zhang Wenji, he decided to head home for the New Year. Just as he was about to bid farewell, Taolang rushed over.

"The Director is busy handling the aftermath of the Xu Wei incident and couldn’t come to thank you personally, so he sent me."

Taolang was breathing heavily, a large metal case strapped to his back. He had just arrived and immediately placed the case in front of Yu Fei.

"This is...?"

Taolang smiled. "The Director said you did the work and shed the blood, so he couldn’t go back on his word. This set of Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor was custom-made on a rush order—he pulled some strings to get it. He said the armor set he had at home wasn’t worthy of you, so he had this one specially made."

He opened the case as he spoke.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light filled Yu Fei’s vision, and he found himself unable to look away.

The body of the armor was composed of overlapping, die-forged silver scales that shimmered with a cold light, like a winter mist.

The pauldrons were shaped like swept-back wings, and the breastplate was engraved with swirling cloud patterns. When the faceplate was lowered, a visor shaped like a silver wolf’s head would cover his features.

The entire suit of armor only flashed with silver light when the case was first opened. As time passed, it seemed to oxidize, taking on the gravitas of age.

Yu Fei fell in love with the Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor at first sight.

"Oh, I couldn’t possibly accept this."

Despite his words, Yu Fei couldn’t help but pick up the helmet and put it on.

Taolang just smiled without a word, helping Yu Fei don the other pieces.

"This armor has three properties that a Martial Artist can switch between freely.

The first is ’Radiant Armor.’ In combat, the armor emits a dazzling light that enhances Inner Qi output and strengthens defense.

The second is ’Submerged Silver.’ It passively conceals the Martial Artist’s tracks while in motion. The armor’s color dulls, making it harder to spot, and it reduces the chance of detection even by support-type Martial Artists.

The third is ’Godspeed.’ During long-distance travel, the armor absorbs the energy a Martial Artist unconsciously emits, gradually increasing their speed.

It’s important to note that you can only use one of these three properties at a time!"

The more Yu Fei heard, the more delighted he became. This was the most advanced armor he had ever seen. The Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor itself wasn’t heavy—he estimated it was only about 100 kilograms—and its special craftsmanship meant it didn’t hinder his movements in the slightest.

It was simply perfect.

Then he heard Taolang continue, "The armor’s core ability is that after being nourished with Inner Qi for a period of time, it can withstand a normal blow from a Grandmaster! Its standard defense can ignore the full-power attacks of a Gang Qi Martial Artist for a short time.

Against a typical Five Realms Divine Intent Martial Artist, as long as it isn’t a burst-damage attack, this armor can take the hit without any damage."

Taolang knew the capabilities of the Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor very well; he had picked it out himself. The budget Song Cheng had given him wasn’t even enough—it cost a full three million contribution points, making it an absolute masterpiece.

If he, Taolang, had possessed such a suit of armor during that battle, he could have gone on a rampage across the battlefield just like Yu Fei.

As if remembering something, Taolang quickly added a warning, "When I talk about its damage resistance, I’m using an ordinary Martial Artist as the standard. Against a prodigy-level talent, you can consider its defensive capabilities to be one realm lower!

Hmm..."

Taolang thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Maybe a realm and a half lower!"

Seeing Yu Fei’s blank stare, Taolang rubbed his nose and said, "You know how prodigies are always good at fighting above their realm. Their attack power is much stronger.

Someone like you, for instance... I reckon if you went all out, you could probably dismantle this armor in no time.

You know your own attack power best..."

Taolang looked a little embarrassed as he said this.

The difference between an ordinary Martial Artist and a prodigy is just too vast. It’s said that this gap only starts to close around the Eighth Realm and disappears completely at the Martial Saint level.

Of course, that’s just a rumor.

Yu Fei thought about it. ’If I unleashed my Boundless Sword Qi, this armor would probably be scrap metal in minutes.’

Still, he personally loved it. Armor only increases one’s margin for error in battle. Anyone who gets a treasured suit of armor and thinks they can fearlessly tank every single attack is a true fool.

"Taolang, I love the Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor. Please thank Mr. Song for me, and let’s keep in touch!"

Taolang smiled faintly. "I’m glad you like it! There’s also a reward in contribution points. It’s not as much—500,000."

Then he added sincerely, "If it weren’t for you this time, the Jingshan Security Bureau would have likely been completely wiped out."

This was no lie. Although Tang Lihui was the one who ultimately dealt with the bandit leader, he never would have noticed the situation if Yu Fei hadn’t gotten involved by a twist of fate. In the end, they all owed Yu Fei for it.

Yu Fei took off the armor and stored it away.

"I’ll accept the Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor, but forget the contribution points. Distribute them among the brothers who participated in the battle for me. That’s final!"

Yu Fei said with finality.

Taolang looked like he wanted to say something but stopped, seeing the determination in Yu Fei’s words.

"Alright! I’ll pass on your kind regards to the brothers."