Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Not your type? Then take a look at this lady in front of me. Long, straight black hair, wearing an academic gown. She's the campus belle of our Youth Academy. And look at those black-rimmed glasses, tsk tsk tsk..."

Yan Huan glanced at her a few more times, but remained unmoved.

"And more and more!"

The old man then pulled over a blonde mature woman.

“This person used to be a foreigner, but now he has officially joined our Suspended Peak Clan and has the same innate superhuman strength as you.”

"Honestly, not many soldiers can hang there for so long and climb so high!"

"Young man, your physique is perfectly suited for combat! As long as you're willing to join Suspended Edge City, I can find you any kind of girlfriend you want!"

At first, the old man just felt it was bad luck for someone to commit suicide before the festival even started, and he wanted to stop it.

But as Yan Huan climbed higher and for longer periods of time, the old man increasingly felt that he was a talented person.

The city of Suspended Edge needs talent like this now!

If he can leave offspring, their genes will be extremely strong, definitely no less than those of the crown prince!

To the surprise of the old man and the others, Yan Huan shook her head again and continued climbing upwards.

They climbed to the top of the city wall and easily flipped over.

"Priest, I've found the problem!" A soldier pointed at Xia Die and said through gritted teeth:

"None of our people are as pretty as that scumbag woman!"

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback.

Chapter 1234: Can’t I cure you?

"Damn it, these days you can't be a 'bad girl' if you're not pretty?!"

Seeing that Yan Huan had already climbed onto the city wall, the old man quickly ordered the guards to bring over the cushioning mat.

"Why did he have to die at this time of all times...!"

"Many tourists have already gathered around; we must resolve this issue as soon as possible and prevent the situation from escalating!"

The old man held up a megaphone and shouted towards the top of the city gate.

"Hey, young man up there, think about it again. There are still many beautiful things in this world worth cherishing!"

Meanwhile, the guards carried cushioning mats and covered the area where Yan Huan might fall.

Seeing that everything was ready, the old man finally felt relieved.

If the young man can be saved, the tourists will praise the virtues of the Suspended Peak tribe.

Who knows... maybe even more people will actually attend the festival in person?

Then, I might even get praised by the high priest.

Thinking of this, a smile immediately appeared on the old man's lips.

Make a name for yourself today!

"Young man, you..."

The old man wanted to say some nice things to win over the surrounding audience, but unexpectedly, Yan Huan, who was standing on the city wall, suddenly revealed a huge red cloth and laid it down vertically from top to bottom.

Several large characters were written crookedly on the red cloth.

'The Suspended-Front-Clan are all lung fog'

"?" The old man's breath hitched.

The guards and tourists below were stunned. Before they could react, Yan Huan ran to the right and laid down another red cloth.

'Ni-Kardori-will-die-suddenly sooner or later'

Then he hung a banner on the city wall.

'The Gate of the City of Conflict and Weakness'

"?"

"??"

"???"

For a moment, everyone below the inner city gate was stunned.

Is this being done wrong? Weren't you just acting like a good Samaritan?

"Damn it!" At this moment, the burly man from the city wall stepped forward and belatedly cursed at Yan Huan, who was standing on the city wall:

"This guy's here to cause trouble!"

"what?"

"This is outrageous...!"

"Do they think we Suspended Peak people are fools?!"

"A waste of emotion."

"Where are those archers? Shoot them down!!"

For a moment, not only the members of the Xuanfeng tribe, but even the foreign tourists who came to watch the ceremony couldn't help but curse.

They went to great lengths to save you, and this is how you repay them?

"Fine, fine... Is this how you play me?" The old man's face darkened as he realized he had been tricked.

He slowly turned around and looked at Xia Die, who looked completely innocent in the corner.

"Are you in cahoots with him?"

Xia Die sniffed, stepped back, lowered her head, and hesitated before giving the old man the middle finger.

"!!!" The old man was instantly enraged.

"Damn it! This is outrageous!!"

"Arrest them! Arrest them all!!" He roared angrily, his face flushed red.

Xia Die, who was closest to him, was quickly shackled and captured on the spot.

Xiadie: “…”

Yan Huan, standing atop the city wall, was targeted by a large number of Heavenly Punishment Hunters. At the slightest command, he would be riddled with arrows.

"Come down now, kneel down and kowtow to us, the people of Xuanfeng, and apologize properly. We might let you die a little less painfully!" a guard shouted.

In response, Yan Huan simply stood with her hands behind her back, sighed, shook her head, and looked down at the crowd with disdain.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore!!"

Some of them got so emotional that they started climbing the wall, just like Yan Huan did.

"You little bastard, if you've got the guts, just wait up there. I promise I won't kill you!"

When the other members of the Xuanfeng tribe saw this, they exchanged glances and then followed suit.

Seeing them rushing toward the city wall and starting to climb, the old man immediately ordered the hunters to stand by.

"Hmph, what a reckless brat who doesn't know his own mortality."

"Let me show you the might of the sons and daughters of Xuanfeng!"

Seeing these people scrambling towards him like zombies, Yan Huan didn't hesitate and picked up the gong, striking it with a loud 'clang'.

"The Suspended Peak tribe are all lung fog! Come and fight me if you dare! I'm standing right here, and you can't even kill me? What kind of festival are you holding? Go home and knit a sweater! (Clang—)"

"That bastard!!"

The man at the front gritted his teeth, trying to speed up his climb, but he lost his grip and fell from the height.

"what--!!"

At the critical moment, the soldiers who were originally carrying the cushioning mat to catch Yan Huan turned around and moved towards the falling man, catching him steadily.

"oops!!"

The man rolled off the mat, clenched his fist, and slammed it into the ground, angrily saying:

"Being embarrassed in front of so many tourists is worse than falling to my death!"

"The lord has ordered that no one is allowed to die outside the arena. Go and rest in the shade," the guard said helplessly.

If it weren't for the strict military orders, they themselves would have wanted to rush up and beat that kid up.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people on the cliff fell due to exhaustion.

Everything was caught by the cushioning pad.

"Damn, this is way too hard to climb!"

Suddenly someone pointed out:

"There aren't actually many protruding parts on this city wall, so how did he manage to climb so high?"

"That's not the most outrageous part. He even stopped several times while climbing, hanging there chatting with the elder!"

"How many of us can match that arm strength?"

"Perhaps only the defector Medemus can be compared to him..."

"let me--!!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the crowd.

Everyone turned to look and saw a strong, dark-skinned woman.

“I will kick him off the city wall, but on one condition.”

The dark-skinned woman said in a deep voice:

"My husband must be disqualified from the competition and we must leave Suspended Peak City!"

"Hmm?" The old man looked the woman up and down, thought for a moment, and then agreed.