Chapter 48: City of Extreme Evil, Exile Land

"Is it beautiful?"

A seductive and enchanting voice whispered in Han Zhan’s ear.

Han Zhan’s neck suddenly went cold, then hot, as blood trickled down the blade.

The white-haired, black-clothed beauty across from him maintained her cheerful demeanor, yet gave Han Zhan an extreme sense of danger.

The aura of death enveloped him, he might actually die!

"No need to be so tense. If it weren’t for me, you’d already be snake food, wouldn’t you?" Gongyang Jin said with a light smile, moving the Destruction Giant Blade away from Han Zhan’s neck.

Casually stabbing it into the ground.

The sword’s broad blade, as tall as an adult, gleamed with a fierce cold light, reflecting Han Zhan’s slightly pale face.

Han Zhan still had strategies left unused, but seeing as Gongyang Jin was Tier Eight, whatever she said was right, Han Zhan didn’t plan to argue.

"So handsome, the more I look, the more handsome he gets." Gongyang Jin reached out, caressing Han Zhan’s face, then pinched it.

"The piece you just played, what’s it called?"

A tune? So, Gongyang Jin was drawn here by my performance of Fu Xi’s Zither Tune?

She had sensed the commotion here long ago, but chose to watch idly by instead of intervening, until she saw me play Fu Xi’s Zither Tune, then she acted.

Han Zhan quickly surmised most of Gongyang Jin’s intentions.

This behavior indeed matches the rumored style of the City of Extreme Evil.

Most people there are exiles, rejected by nations, thus sent to a large concentration camp, known as the Lower City District.

A mix of chaos, rumored even some Insect Race are among them.

Their "evil" is acting according to their whims, disregarding others’ lives or deaths, achieving whatever they desire by any means.

Being exiles, they lack shared human destiny and honor.

Fighting the Insect Race is not their duty; their only belief is living for themselves!

Initially hearing about the City of Extreme Evil, Han Zhan didn’t particularly reject these people.

Some display evil openly, some hide it inside, it’s merely a difference like this.

"Not talking? It’s fine. I came to Great Xia only to have a bout with Wei Qing, and stumbled upon you as an unexpected surprise."

"That tune can enhance the physique, I could feel my cells being amplified, even feeling capable of punching out the Snake Emperor."

"I’m going to take you back, and make you my exclusive battle assistant!"

There was apparent malice in Gongyang Jin’s words.

If Han Zhan dared resist, or dared any action of resistance, the Destruction Giant Blade beside her would mercilessly slash down!

Han Zhan returned to his senses, catching a familiar name in Gongyang Jin’s words.

"You came looking for the leader of our First War Zone, Marshal Wei?" Han Zhan feigned an incredulous expression, "Marshal Wei is a Tier Eight Ultimate, how do you intend to challenge him?"

Gongyang Jin might not react much to other topics.

But her contracted spirit trait is the "Valkyrie," obviously a combative personality.

Sure enough, hearing Han Zhan’s words and seeing his expression, Gongyang Jin’s smile faded a bit.

"What, can’t you tell? You’re a mere Tier Three Spirit Contract Master, can you discern my realm?"

"I’m Tier Eight like Wei Qing, why couldn’t I challenge him?"

"And your Spirit Contract Master? You alone cannot contend against Marshal Wei!" Han Zhan argued.

He fully acted as a Combat Spirit Contract Master from the First War Zone, with absolute worship of Wei Qing.

Gongyang Jin snorted coldly, unexpectedly not refuting Han Zhan.

"I don’t have a Spirit Contract Master, nor one worthy of a contract with me."

"Who says a contracted spirit can’t train independently and reach the Ultimate?!"

No Spirit Contract Master? Training independently! Hearing this, Han Zhan couldn’t help but regard Gongyang Jin a bit higher.

He initially thought Gongyang Jin’s Spirit Contract Master was hidden or severely injured in a battle with Wei Qing, hence not showing up immediately.

He never expected Gongyang Jin didn’t have a Spirit Contract Master, she, as a contracted spirit, trained solo to Tier Eight!

A ruthless individual!

"So... did you fight Marshal Wei..."

Han Zhan adjusted his facial expression appropriately, proving to be shocked upon hearing Gongyang Jin was Tier Eight and without a Spirit Contract Master.

Gongyang Jin was pleased with Han Zhan’s current "appearance."

As a Valkyrie, even in the City of Extreme Evil, enjoying others’ shocked, admiring looks was part of the cultivation meaning!

"I fought with Wei Qing, two-on-one, I wasn’t their match."

Gongyang Jin responded frankly.

Upon Gongyang Jin’s response, Han Zhan’s view of her shifted considerably.

"Why am I telling you all this?" Gongyang Jin suddenly realized, shaking her head, pulling Han Zhan along without a word, retrieved her Destruction Giant Blade, and was about to leave.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Where? Of course, to the City of Extreme Evil, Exile Land, you’re now my exclusive battle assistant."

"No way!" Han Zhan stated firmly.

Gongyang Jin’s familiar smile reappeared. "Men shouldn’t say no."

Gongyang Jin’s gaze cut across Han Zhan, making him feel as if his whole body was being scraped by sharp blades, inducing a piercing pain.

Han Zhan clenched his teeth, insisting, "I am a Combat Spirit Contract Master of the First War Zone; Great Xia’s current battle with the Yexieqi Snake Race is at a crucial point. If I leave the battlefield now, I’ll be deemed a traitor and deserter, unacceptable to Great Xia!"

"Oh, but what does that have to do with me?"

Gongyang Jin said indifferently.

She was easier to talk to than the outright murderous, but still part of the City of Extreme Evil, indifferent to Han Zhan’s claims.

However, Han Zhan shook his head, saying, "No, it does matter."

"I am a Great Xia person, a Combat Spirit Contract Master. My companion just died at the hands of the Yexieqi Snake Race, died on the battlefield."

"If I become a deserter now, I would choose suicide to demonstrate my loyalty to Great Xia and gratitude to the academy’s training!"

As Han Zhan said this, his face was sincere and serious, unlike pretense.

If he died, naturally there’d be no talk of being a battle assistant, and what Gongyang Jin could bring back to the City of Extreme Evil would be merely a corpse!

Hearing Han Zhan’s words, Gongyang Jin stopped smiling.

She looked at Han Zhan in surprise, not expecting a casually captured Great Xia Spirit Contract Master to have such awareness.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then how would you willingly go with me to the City of Extreme Evil?"

Took the bait!

Understanding his "weight" in Gongyang Jin’s mind, Han Zhan no longer hesitated, stating his condition:

"I want you to join me in a complete sweep of the Yexieqi Snake Race newly hatched on the battlefield!"

"This is my condition!"