A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 428: Stabilizing the Situation.

Inside the Inner Fortress,

Li Feng’s eyes suddenly opened as he let out a faint smile.

"...It’s over."

General Zhang Kuo, who had just stood up, looked at him with a grave expression.

"Envoy... did something happen?"

He could still sense that faint but terrifying sharpness in the distance.

Even though it had already faded, the residual feeling still made his scalp tingle.

And for some reason, he had a feeling it might be connected to this young man.

Li Feng nodded lightly and replied,

"The remaining assassins have been dealt with. My... subordinate handled it."

Hearing this, Zhang Kuo’s eyes widened slightly, but he didn’t ask for details.

He had already seen enough of this young envoy’s capabilities to know not to underestimate him. Besides, it would be rude to pry further into the matter.

Since Li Feng didn’t say anything more, it was probably something he didn’t want to talk about.

"Then... the situation outside should stabilize soon," the old general said with a confident smile, gripping his battle axe tighter.

Li Feng looked at General Zhang.

"Oh? You sound like this current chaos isn’t that big of a deal to deal with."

"Haha! No, I didn’t mean it like that."

General Zhang Kuo walked toward the large hole in the wall that Li Feng had smashed open earlier.

He looked down at the chaotic but gradually stabilizing scene below, his aged face showing a mix of pride and exhaustion.

"It’s just that we, the soldiers tasked with protecting this border, aren’t so weak and easy to break!"

He gazed down at the surviving subordinates who had regrouped after the Rain Pavilion assassins fled.

Some were helping the wounded, others were organizing the civilians toward Yue Lan’s ice barrier.

Even though they were tired and bloodied, their morale had clearly risen after seeing the Azure Moon Sect’s intervention.

Seemingly sensing their General’s gaze, many of the soldiers looked up at him.

When they saw the old general standing tall despite his injuries, their eyes lit up with renewed hope.

A few raised their weapons and cheered.

"General Zhang!"

"The General is still alive!"

Seeing this, General Zhang Kuo’s aged face broke into a rough, proud smile.

He stepped closer to the edge of the broken wall, raised his massive battle axe high into the air, and roared with a voice that shook the entire inner fortress.

"Listen up, you worthless brats!!!"

His thunderous voice carried across the battlefield, filled with the unyielding spirit of an old soldier who had protected this border for decades.

"We are the soldiers of the Fen Dynasty! We are the shield of the North! Did you really think a bunch of filthy plague monsters and some shadow rats could break us so easily?!"

He slammed the butt of his axe onto the floor, causing the stone to crack.

"Stand up straight! Wipe the blood off your faces! We are not dead yet! As long as this old man is still breathing, this border fortress will not fall!!"

The soldiers below felt their blood boil.

Many of them raised their weapons and roared back with renewed fighting spirit.

"OOOHHH!!!"

"For the General!"

"For the Dynasty!"

General Zhang Kuo laughed loudly, his white beard fluttering in the wind.

"Good! That’s the spirit! Now listen to this old man’s order!"

He pointed his battle axe toward the remaining pockets of infected and the damaged defensive lines.

"Take back what belongs to us! Push those monsters out of our home! Protect the civilians! Secure every street, every tower, every inch of this fortress! Show those cowards who dared to attack us what real soldiers of the Fen Dynasty can do!"

His voice thundered with authority and passion.

"Azure Moon Sect has come to help us! Do not embarrass yourselves in front of our allies! Fight with everything you have! For the North! For the Dynasty! For your families waiting behind these walls!"

"""FOR THE NORTH!!!"""

The soldiers roared in unison, their morale skyrocketing.

Even the wounded ones stood up straighter, gripping their weapons with renewed strength.

Then they began moving with purpose, regrouping, forming small squads, and pushing back against the remaining infected under the some help and guidance of Lan Suyao and Yue Lan.

General Zhang Kuo watched them with pride, then turned to Li Feng with a rough grin.

"See? These boys aren’t so easily broken. They just needed a little fire lit under them."

Li Feng smiled faintly, nodding in approval.

"You have good men, General."

The old general’s thunderous speech had worked like a spark in dry grass.

The soldiers’ morale, which had been teetering on the edge of collapse, surged back with fierce determination.

Soon, under the combined efforts of everyone, the chaotic situation in the outer city began to calm down significantly.

By the time the moon hung high in the sky, the outer district had mostly been pacified.

The remaining infected were hunted down and burned, the streets were being cleared, and the civilians were safely gathered behind Yue Lan’s ice barrier, receiving what little medical aid and comfort could be provided.

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Night had fully descended.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a cold silver light over the scarred border fortress.

Torches and spirit lamps flickered across the inner city as soldiers worked tirelessly to secure the area and tend to the wounded.

The air still carried the scent of blood and smoke, but the overwhelming despair from earlier had finally lifted.

Inside a grand manor in the inner city, General Zhang Kuo let out a sigh of relief as he looked out through the broken wall into the distance.

After spending the entire day cleaning up the mess and calming the situation, the fortress was finally stabilizing.

The old general turned around.

Despite his injuries, his aged but sturdy figure still radiated the unyielding spirit of a veteran commander.

He looked at the three people standing in the hall, Li Feng, Yue Lan, and Lan Suyao and cupped his fists deeply with genuine gratitude.

"Envoy Li Feng... Envoy Yue Lan... Envoy Lan Suyao..."

His voice was rough but sincere.

"This old man owes all of you a great debt. If not for your timely arrival and decisive actions, this border fortress would have fallen tonight. The Azure Moon Sect’s grace... this old general will never forget it."

Yue Lan gave a small, graceful bow, her golden eyes calm and gentle as always.

She remained silent, simply accepting the thanks with quiet elegance.

Lan Suyao, however, crossed her arms under her large chest.

Her beautiful face still showed a trace of dissatisfaction, as if she hadn’t had enough of cutting down enemies.

"Hmph. We did what was necessary," she replied coolly.

General Zhang Kuo let out a rough, heartfelt laugh, clearly not minding her tone in the slightest.

"Hahaha! As expected of the Azure Moon Sect! Straightforward and powerful. This old man likes it!"

He looked at the three of them with deep gratitude and respect, then suddenly clapped his hands together.

"Since the outer city has mostly been stabilized and the immediate crisis is over... how about we hold a small banquet tonight? Nothing too extravagant, just some wine, meat, and a chance for my men to thank you properly. After such a bloody day, everyone needs to eat and drink to lift their spirits!"

Hearing this, Li Feng and the others exchanged glances.

To be honest, their mission was not to stay here but to reach the capital and investigate the plague.

Seeing their hesitation, General Zhang glanced at Li Feng with a meaningful smile.