I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 436: 437: Not Even a Daluo Golden Immortal Can Save You, That’s What I Said

Chapter 436: Chapter 437: Not Even a Daluo Golden Immortal Can Save You, That’s What I Said
“No… I dare not!”

“City Lord, Father, it was I who misspoke, I deserve to die!”

“May I ask City Lord Father, have you come here to assign a task to your junior?”

Wang Ling was frightened out of his wits, especially by the series of heads thrown out by Mei Changqing, which clearly indicated trouble.

His own father and City Lord Mei taking the initiative to pay a visit, coupled with the slaughter of so many cultivators, definitely meant something was afoot!

“Dare not? I, on the other hand, think you are quite bold, creating chaos in the First Battlefield, treating the barracks as child’s play. Tell me, what have you been up to during this time?”

Mei Changqing raised an eyebrow, casually pulled up a chair to sit down, and spoke slowly.

Now, he appeared extremely calm, but anyone familiar with him would notice that he was on the verge of exploding. Somebody had to die today, so he was, in turn, not as enraged as one might expect.

Wang Guan stood aside with his hands behind his back, silent. At this moment, he dared not provoke Mei Changqing’s brow.

Never would he have imagined that the one who had caused chaos on the frontier’s First Battlefield and attracted the attention of Ling Xue’er was his own offspring — how undutiful!

He knew that Wang Ling was undoubtedly a dead man today, and no one could save him. With such attention, if anyone dared to protect him, they would not only face Mei Changqing’s fury but also Ling Xue’er’s intent to kill, which no cultivator could withstand.

Qin Huan, who was originally positioned at the entrance of the tent ready to seize an opportunity to escape, was also stunned at this moment. She did not understand why Mei Changqing and Wang Guan had suddenly arrived.

Her instincts told her that this boded ill. Wang Ling was the son of Wang Guan, who in turn was Mei Changqing’s right-hand man. The relationships were clear, and now she wanted to kill Wang Ling, it seemed likely she would not escape death.

But at this moment, it was also her last chance. It seemed that the two big shots were completely unguarded. If she made a surprise attack, she might succeed in killing Wang Ling.

After all, she had already resigned herself to her fate today. As long as she killed Wang Ling, she could save the female cultivators of the frontier. No matter the consequences, she did not care.

With that thought, a hint of murderous intent flashed through her beautiful eyes, and her gaze turned fierce.

“Wang Ling, you heartless beast, debauched scum, die!”

A streak of cold light was unsheathed, aiming straight for the center of Wang Ling’s brow.

“Ah, Father, save me!”

Wang Ling’s face turned pale with shock. He had never imagined that in such a situation, this woman would dare to make a move. Was she not afraid of dying?

“Hmph!”

Mei Changqing snorted coldly, slightly lifted a finger, and all of a sudden a tremendous pressure swept through the void. Qin Huan’s attack was halted, and she was pressed to the ground, unable to move.

“Mei Changqing, Wang Guan, you aid the tyrant and protect this debauched scum in his evil deeds. You won’t end well!”

“I curse you both, may you die a horrendous death!”

Qin Huan’s face was distorted in rage, her teeth grinding so loudly they creaked, and her lips bled from biting them.

As expected, Mei Changqing indeed made a move. The officials protected their own, leaving no chance for the female cultivators of the frontier.

“Heh, thank you City Lord Mei for saving my life!”

Wang Ling’s face brightened with joy. Mei Changqing taking the initiative to save him, didn’t that indicate he would not face a mortal threat today?

It seemed that some of his actions had displeased the elders, and today’s visit was meant to serve as a warning.

“Vile woman, a mere servant dares to assassinate me, utterly disregarding the law. Guards, take this wench away and deal with her as you see fit!”

Wang Ling shrieked.

“Is it your turn to speak?”

Mei Changqing said indifferently, while Wang Guan beside him brewed a cup of tea and offered it.

“Junior acknowledges his fault!”

Wang Ling hurriedly bowed his head and spoke.

“Insolent child, answer the City Lord’s question. What have you done during this period? Confess everything honestly!”

Wang Guan’s eyes shone with a cold glint as he stared at Wang Ling.

“This… Junior has been wholeheartedly committed to eradicating Flesh Mountain on the battlefield. There hasn’t been a large-scale Flesh Mountain invasion for quite some time.”

Wang Ling’s eyes darted back and forth.

“What else?”

Mei Changqing asked casually.

“Moreover, Junior has made a mistake and indulged in the pleasures of beauty, neglecting his cultivation. Junior knows his error and will not repeat it again!”

Wang Ling hurriedly said. Qin Huan was prostrate on the ground; this matter couldn’t be concealed, nor was there any need to. Mere enjoyment of a few women was only too normal in the Cultivation World. Female cultivators with low cultivation levels could only obediently become furnaces for others.

He would choose a few pretty ones and send them to the City Lord and his father, believing they wouldn’t refuse.

“How did you become so infatuated with beauty? Elaborate.”

“This…”

“Junior has taken a liking to the female cultivators in the camp and hence pursued them. Junior understands that cultivating romantic attachments isn’t wise for cultivators guarding the frontier. Junior will cut off these romantic entanglements and focus on the dynamics of the battlefield!”

Wang Ling stammered, his gaze unconsciously drifting toward Qin Huan on the ground.

“Nonsense, sheer nonsense. You have clearly bullied female cultivators. You have complete authority in the First Battlefield; how many sisters have fallen prey to your abuse, and how many have been humiliated to the point of taking their own lives? These grievances will be settled with you sooner or later!”

Qin Huan burned with rage, trying to struggle to her feet, but her body was firmly restrained. The huge disparity in power made her feel helpless.

She remembered the senior she had met at the frontier. If that senior were to take action, perhaps she could easily resolve the current situation.

“Stop spouting nonsense. When have I ever bullied female cultivators? Shut your mouth!”

Wang Ling’s expression changed, and he rebuked sharply.

“Wang Ling, do you know to whom these heads belong?”

Mei Changqing’s tone remained calm, without a trace of ordinary human emotion.

“Junior does not know.”

Wang Ling’s face paled as he spoke, the heads on the ground unnerving him.

“These were the cultivators your father secretly sent to protect you, and the leader among them was a Great Crossing Realm Expert. But now, they are all dead. Do you know why?”

Mei Changqing continued to question.

“Junior doesn’t know.”

Wang Ling’s heart quivered instinctively with a chilling premonition. Things weren’t looking good; Mei Changqing’s visit didn’t seem to be just a simple disciplinary action.

“They were vigilant for your safety twenty-four hours a day and were well aware of your actions on the frontier. Yet, they turned a blind eye and neither reported nor stopped you, always adopting a permissive attitude. Therefore, I executed them.”

“Now, it’s your turn.”

Mei Changqing explained softly.

At these words, the tent fell into absolute silence.

Thump!

Wang Ling’s knees buckled, and he knelt down again, his pupils trembling. He had guessed wrong; the City Lord had no intention of sparing him today!

“City Lord, I admit my mistakes. Please give Junior a chance to atone and make amends!”

“Father, please persuade the City Lord. Your child will change; in the future, I will definitely turn over a new leaf and start anew!”

Wang Guan’s throat moved several times, and a thousand words ended with just a sigh, “Insolent child, even a Daluo Golden Immortal couldn’t save you today, mark my words.”