Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1269 1236: Such a Ruthless Intervention

The appearance of Yang Jian was both expected and unexpected.

Many people knew that Yang Jian, as the Enforcement Captain, would show up, but they didn’t expect him to appear in such a dominant manner, and the supernatural power he displayed at this moment exceeded everyone’s expectations.

After all, in most people’s intelligence, Ghost Eye Yang Jian was only remarkable for his ghost eye. Later, after obtaining the Coffin Nail, he merely relied on it to handle supernatural incidents.

As for other things, he rarely revealed.

But people do progress.

Yang Jian has made significant progress, and now no one knows exactly how much supernatural power he has mastered. All they know is that he has won against anyone in the supernatural circle, never lost, and even Ye Zhen, from the supernatural forum, was nailed to the ground by him in public, becoming a world-famous painting.

“Yang Jian.”

He Yiner’s gaze shifted, and a ghastly white eyeball looked at him.

“Do you want to intervene in this matter? This is a personal vendetta. Even if you are the Enforcement Captain, you can’t stop me from avenging my grandfather.”

“Revenge? For that old man from the shrine in Taiping Ancient Town? He deserved to die if he dared to attack the captain while we were dealing with the Ghost Lake incident. Even if Leuk San hadn’t killed him, I would have wanted to settle accounts with him myself. And when I invited you to the headquarters earlier, I already warned you not to try to rebuild Taiping Ancient Town,” Yang Jian said coldly.

“If you’ve decided to take revenge on Leuk San today, then I’ll have to take you down here and let the headquarters choose a new captain, which conveniently resolves two matters at once.”

Li Jun immediately said, “Yang Jian, we should mediate, not pick sides. This issue should be handled in a more amicable manner.”

“Li Jun, everyone has their own way of dealing with things. My way is very simple: make the problematic people disappear. There are plenty of ghost wielders in this world, losing a few doesn’t matter, and we can’t let certain individuals affect everyone.”

Yang Jian said as he looked over again, “He Yiner, what do you think?”

“I think you’re targeting me, but no matter, I can handle being outnumbered two to one.” He Yiner replied.

The old man sitting in the rocking chair beside her, playing with walnuts, was becoming clearer and had now stood up, like an Evil Ghost revived, ready to kill.

However, He Yiner didn’t believe that summoning one spirit could stop both Yang Jian and Leuk San. She touched the bracelet woven from an old handkerchief on her wrist. Although it wasn’t a supernatural item, it was a relic from another elder in Taiping Ancient Town.

If one spirit isn’t enough, then summon two.

“Really confident. You think you need me and Leuk San to join forces to deal with you? If that were necessary, why would headquarters make me the Enforcement Captain?”

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly, and the next moment, he had slowly disappeared.

“He’s here.”

He Yiner immediately felt her hair stand on end, a huge danger approaching. But at this moment, her vision blurred, and she could no longer see anything around her, only a scarlet expanse.

Her body became stiff and difficult to move.

It was as if time had stopped.

But this moment was very brief. The clothes imprinted with countless terrifying ghost imprints on her body slightly swelled, and the stiffness in her body instantly disappeared, her body quickly recovering.

It should have only lasted one or two seconds.

However, the next moment.

He Yiner’s pupils suddenly contracted because she saw a rusted Firewood Knife hovering over her shoulder. Although it hadn’t touched her yet, the cold chill emanating from it made her heart skip a beat, as if just a few more inches forward would easily decapitate her.

“Why didn’t they stop him…” She felt a surge of fear in her heart.

But turning her gaze slightly, she saw that the old man she had summoned had been torn in half, and his increasingly clear figure once again blurred, finally blown away by the wind like a wisp of white smoke.

It wasn’t that they didn’t block Yang Jian, it’s that they couldn’t.

“I can easily decapitate you with this swing. Even though you have tricks, I can ensure that you can’t use any of them. Do you still have confidence in being outnumbered two to one now?”

Yang Jian appeared beside her, his cold voice echoing in her ears.

He Yiner’s expression changed. She had to admit at this moment that she couldn’t block Yang Jian’s assault.

Because it was too fast.

So fast that she would get decapitated before she could summon a spirit, unless she prepared in advance to summon spirits directly.

But summoning has a time limit. If you prepare in advance and the opponent doesn’t fight head-on and drags out the summoning time, then you’ve wasted a summon in vain.

She has the skills to summon countless terrifying souls, but she couldn’t use them against Yang Jian.

“Not speaking? Looks like you’ve recognized reality. Very well, I will only give you one chance. Next time, I won’t hold back and will directly decapitate you. I don’t care about your conflict with Leuk San, but as long as I’m around, you better restrain yourself.”

“Of course, if you feel unsatisfied, you can challenge me anytime. If you manage to overthrow me, you can do whatever you want in the future. Did you hear what I said?” Yang Jian said.

He Yiner’s face looked unpleasant as she pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

“Answer me,” Yang Jian said coldly.

“I understand.”

He Yiner took a deep breath and suppressed her inner anger, conceding.

The situation was beyond her ability; she couldn’t beat Yang Jian, so she had no choice but to concede. There was nothing else to say.

If she stubbornly resisted now, she had no doubt Yang Jian would kill her.

She was the last Necromancer, the hope for rebuilding Taiping Ancient Town, and absolutely couldn’t die midway.

“Good.”

Yang Jian slowly retracted the splintered spear he was holding, and the Evil Hound reflected in the lake water beside He Yiner also retreated.

“Was there also an Evil Hound attacking just now?”

He Yiner looked at the water surface with lingering fear, realizing that the danger wasn’t just the spear poised at her neck but also the Evil Hound reflected in the water.

Leuk San, seeing He Yiner eating humble pie, revealed a smile.

Yang Jian helping him was only natural. He Yiner couldn’t see the situation clearly and insisted on avenging her private vendetta, which wasn’t allowed. Although her grandfather was killed by him, she should understand what her grandfather did. Back then, the old man not only attacked him but also attacked Yang Jian.

At that time, Yang Jian wanted to kill the old man even more than he did.

“Leuk San, don’t smirk over there. The matter of Taiping Ancient Town is over. He Yiner was wrong to pick a fight, but you’re quick to take over. Do you have a grudge against her?” Yang Jian said, turning to Leuk San.

Leuk San smiled, “I had no choice. She challenged me to a duel, and it would be embarrassing not to accept. And she seemed to want to fight me to the death, so I decided to end it once and for all.”

“If you killed a captain, I would settle accounts with you as well. I will prevent her from taking revenge on you. If similar situations arise in the future, you can call me.” Yang Jian said coldly.

“That’s great. With your words, I’m relieved. I promise not to disturb her,” Leuk San immediately agreed.

Yang Jian said, “Very good. Then let’s end this matter here. The meeting in the afternoon will proceed as planned; I assume you have no objections.”

“No objections,” He Yiner said darkly.

Yang Jian said no more and turned to leave.

As he departed, the water on the ground swiftly drained away, and the scarlet sky quickly faded, returning to its original blue sky and white clouds. All the supernatural phenomena disappeared rapidly until everything returned to its original state.

Nothing around changed, as if everything that had happened was an illusion.

“It’s over; there will be no fight,” Li Jun said with a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian stopped the conflict with such a strong approach, truly in line with his style.

“There are differences between captains,” Cao Yang said with a bitter smile.

He knew Yang Jian was stronger than some captains but didn’t expect the gap to be this wide.

If Yang Jian were to get serious, he seemed capable of taking down a captain in a single strike.

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