Making This Place Home

"This town?"

"Hiding a cultivator who has been plundered?"

Xu Yunxin's words were like a bombshell, stunning everyone for a moment before causing an uproar.

"As expected, they were sent by Wancheng again!"

"This kid has such an arrogant air about him!"

"A mere child, sent to be the town lord?! He's not even as good as the last one. The entire Immortal Dynasty is full of good-for-nothings!"

Are there any bandits in our town?

"Hey, Zhao Laosan, see that? From now on, you'll be calling this person—the Town Lord!"

"Bah! You filthy town lord, all I know is how to pitch a dung cone! Anyone who wants me to bow down, ask this pitchfork in my hand first!"

These people became increasingly audacious, with the one holding the fork swinging it around as he spoke, splashing excrement everywhere, as if he were determined to be at odds with Xu Yunxin.

"So noisy!"

How could Uncle Fu allow his young master to be insulted by ordinary people? With a "whoosh," he drew his long sword and slashed horizontally.

A crescent-shaped, earth-yellow blade of energy slashed towards the man with the fork with a "whoosh"!

"Be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

Old Zhao, who was holding the pitchfork, did not expect Uncle Fu to attack so suddenly. He instinctively tried to block with the pitchfork in his hand, but how could a mere mortal like him stop him!

The fork in his hand was still raised when the crescent-shaped blade's energy was already upon him!

Zhao Laosan's face turned deathly pale, and he kept screaming in his heart, "It's over! It's over! I'll never talk back again in my next life!"

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by, and with a loud "crack!", it blocked the crescent-shaped blade energy that Uncle Fu had unleashed!

It wasn't a person who blocked the blade's energy.

It was a large black wolfhound!

"A first-tier spirit beast!?"

Uncle Fu only used three-tenths of his strength to unleash this sword energy, but to block it, one would need at least the cultivation level of the early stage of Qi Refining.

This black dog was fast; it shattered the blade energy with a single swipe of its paw and remained unharmed. It must have at least the strength to rival someone at the early stage of Qi Refining, which is equivalent to a low-grade first-tier spirit beast!

There were six black dogs in front of these townspeople. They looked similar, and if they were all first-tier low-grade spirit beasts, plus two female cultivators whose strength was currently unknown, the overall strength of the townspeople of Qingxi Town was not to be underestimated!

Uncle Fu's face was solemn. He had originally planned to kill one of the townspeople to establish his authority, first to subdue the townspeople, and then to win over a group and then beat another group, slowly dividing and eroding the hardliners among the townspeople, and completely eliminating the potential threat. But now, not only had he failed to eliminate the troublemaker, he had also messed things up.

After the black dog knocked away Uncle Fu's crescent-shaped blade energy, it hissed and slowly approached, baring its teeth. The noisy townspeople all fell silent, staring at Xu Yunxin and Uncle Fu with eyes that looked like they were looking at dead men, clearly intending to kill them.

Ignoring the black dogs and mortals behind him, Xu Yunxin looked directly at the female cultivator standing on the east side of the stockade wall and asked, "Are you really sure?"

"You want to harm me? Harm the direct descendants of the Xu family of Wancheng?!"

Upon hearing the name of the direct descendant, the female cultivator on the east side of the village wall finally reacted. She whistled softly, and the ferocious black dogs immediately stopped.

Seeing this, Zhao Laosan, the fork-wielder, shouted, "Sister Ping, they attacked first. Since the feud is already established, let's go all the way!"

As Zhao Laosan spoke, he slashed his own neck with his hand, completely forgetting the words he had shouted in his mind before he died.

"We won't touch you, but you're not welcome here either! Like we said, go back to where you came from. Don't be stubborn and refuse to listen to reason!"

Pingjie ignored Zhao Laosan and spoke to Xu Yunxin.

Seeing that Sister Ping didn't make a move but only asked him to leave, Xu Yunxin understood the situation.

The worst thing is that they're not afraid of anything. As long as they still have something to fear, then there's something to talk about.

What's this talk of toasting and forcing someone to drink? If you agree on a way to make someone drink a penalty toast, then you can actually make someone drink a penalty toast.

Xu Yunxin smiled, spread his arms wide, then walked a few steps toward the village wall with his hands behind his back. He looked up at Sister Ping and said earnestly, "Miss, this is where I came from. Now that I, Xu Yunxin, am here, I will treat this place as my home. I will not only stay here now, but I will never leave again."

After speaking, Xu Yunxin turned around and faced the people of Qingxi Town, his smile as gentle as could be.

He has already made his move, and now he is just waiting for Sister Ping to respond. No matter what Sister Ping says, he has a way to deal with it.

Sister Ping didn't respond to Xu Yunxin's words, only letting out a sneer, her eyes behind the mask growing even colder!

Before Xu Yunxin could ask, Zhao Laosan, as if he could read minds, immediately shouted, "What a joke! You think this godforsaken place is your home? You're kidding me!"

"Nobody would believe that!" another short, stocky town resident with a hammer chimed in.

"I think he's just incompetent but obsessed with becoming an official!"

The female cultivator standing on the west side of the stockade wall couldn't help but say, "Since you are a direct descendant of the Xu family, you should know our identity. We have neither money nor people here!"

"Look at the state of this town! The walls can't keep out monsters. If any monsters or barbarians appear, everyone will have to hide. What makes you think you can call this place your home?!"

Xu Yunxin knew this was the time to avoid resorting to self-justification, so he immediately countered, "Then why do you consider this place your home?"

"Of course we are..." The female cultivator on the west side was about to answer, but then she felt something was wrong and glared at Xu Yunxin angrily.

Xu Yunxin suddenly thought that if this sulky female cultivator put her hands on her hips and stomped her feet, she would look really cute.

"Xu family boy, stop wasting time here. Didn't Shaohua say that this place is frequently visited by demonic beasts and barbarians? We're telling you to leave for your own good!"

Old Zhao glared at them, spat, and said, "You want to be a good person? They were just about to kill me! Let them die if they want to, mind your own business!"

"Shaohua, Shaohua, live up to your youth, may your future be bright, what a beautiful name! Young lady, is your name Shaohua?"

"Ah~ Me, oh, right, my name is Shaohua, Yue Shaohua."

Yue Shaohua was born in this desolate world, and her memories are filled with sandstorms, ferocious barbarians, and monsters.

When her father was alive, people would tell her stories about the outside world and distant tales.

Since her father passed away, the living conditions of the townspeople have deteriorated. Everyone is struggling between life and death. Where would they have the leisure to use such beautiful words to praise her name?

Now that this handsome young man is praising her, Yue Shaohua can't help but feel a different kind of emotion. For a moment, she is somewhat swayed and thinks that it would be good to keep him in the town.

"Miss Shaohua, Sister Ping, everyone, I, Xu, always see things through to the end. Now that I have taken on the task of guarding Qingxi Town, I will do it well. Whether it's barbarians or demonic beasts, I, Xu, will stand with you all in defense, comrades-in-arms, and work together with one heart and one mind!"

"Tsk, all talk and no action. If a real monster came, you'd probably run faster than a rabbit!"

"That's right, that's right! The last one who came to guard the town was terrified by the monsters. He abandoned all his servants and fled the town alone, only to be caught and torn to pieces by the monsters!"

Suddenly, the black dogs began barking erratically.

The female cultivator, called Sister Ping, suddenly jumped off the stockade wall and shouted urgently, "A demonic beast is coming! Everyone, hide quickly!"