Chapter 1430 - 376: Have I Become a Substitute? (Part 4)

Chapter 1430: Chapter 376: Have I Become a Substitute? (Part 4)

Under the observation of the two people, Xiong Yi drank for an entire hour in the brothel. When the hour ended, he staggered drunkenly as his guards supported him, heading toward his residence.

Xiong Yi’s armor was already in the hands of other guards. Now, reeking of alcohol, he laughed arrogantly at the other guards and said, "I love this feeling so much. I am meant to be superior to others, meant to have these peasants under my control, trapping them in endless fear, leaving them unable to escape my grasp!"

"Hahahahaha, this feeling is so good. You didn’t see the expressions on those women’s faces just now. They were both scared and fearful, yet disgusted when they looked at me!"

"But in the end, they could only talk to me with forced smiles, call me ’sir,’ pound my back, and feed me liquor. Hahahahaha, I love how they can’t stand me, yet can’t take me down either."

Hearing this, the other guards smiled even wider.

"Sir, we are now an invincible presence in this city. No one dares to fight us. We are the emperors of this place, wielding imperial power! Hahahahaha."

"Now, sir, let’s go back. After some rest tomorrow, we’ll come back at night to torment these brothel women, let them feel the strength of regular soldiers like us."

"And all of this is thanks to the leadership of our superiors. Without them leading the way, we wouldn’t be able to control so many civilians."

These guards are indeed very eloquent. They are flattering this man now, and after they finished speaking, that initially drunken man, Xiong Yi, suddenly straightened up his expression.

"Don’t talk nonsense; I’m just a nameless character behind a real superior. Our current indulgence isn’t due to our own efforts, but the support of that formidable individual behind us!"

"Without the support of that superior, we wouldn’t have been able to take this city for ourselves!"

"So be mindful of what you say, don’t turn the logic of this matter upside down. If the superior hears this, you all will be beheaded."

Xiong Yi is extremely fearful of this Foundation Establishment Stage Third Layer cultivator, a presence at that stage indeed. Just one of him, let alone a hundred of him combined, wouldn’t be any match for this man. Moreover, this man possesses a mystical artifact, which can emit thick, viscous flames, horrifying like maggots that cling to bones.

He has seen before, this cultivator directly took out a small triangular flag, and when this yellow flag waved, rolling flames were spilled toward the enemies in front.

Instantly, those enemies holding various weapons burned like dry wood in a raging fire, leaving not a single chance. The flames incinerated them completely, even their bones had no intention of remaining.

Xiong Yi very much fears this Foundation Establishment presence and is acutely aware that all current accomplishments belong to his superior. He is merely a pawn under his superior’s command, a pawn that can enjoy this world, but even so, he is quite happy.

After hearing Xiong Yi, the other guards comprehended and exchanged cautious looks, daring not to say more. They continued supporting the drunken Xiong Yi, heading towards his residence.

...

Late at night in his room, Xiong Yi was snoring away.

In his dreams, he was viciously attacking several women.

He thought this was extremely joyful; normally, during peace, these women are indifferent towards him. But now in wartime, seeing him is like seeing a god. Can they even become my enemy?

"Women are just consumables in war, even more so in this small city under my control, mere toys. When I want you alive, you live; when I want you dead, you don’t survive past today. This is the power of Xiong Yi alone."

"Bring more good wine; tonight I want to drink until I’m satisfied."

Xiong Yi lay on the couch, his chubby face flushed from drunkenness, wearing an exuberant smile.

Yuchi stood quietly beside him, eyes calm, holding a wine gourd in his hand.

This wine gourd wasn’t an impressive mystical artifact, just a special storage ring. It could hold a lot of liquor, a favorite tool for wine-loving cultivators, typically carried by them.

Yuchi had already prepared some liquor, distilled using certain methods. The concentration was roughly equivalent to industrial alcohol, maybe saying it’s 100% might be a stretch, but 97% alcohol concentration isn’t a problem.