The King of Northwest Town, become brothers

The battlefield fell silent.

The iron cavalry of Western Liang and the Northern Barbarians regrouped, preparing to take Yandang City in one fell swoop.

And just at this moment.

Beneath a scorched tree trunk.

A figure stood abruptly.

The Cultivators holding Yannan City glanced over, not paying much attention.

But then they were startled, turning their heads back again.

The figure beneath the scorched tree trunk had already appeared before them.

“Speak! What Sect, what Faction?”

“Enemy attack!”

Chiiii!

Shen Fan unleashed his Dragon Capturing Hand, directly tearing off that person's Adam's apple and windpipe.

“Speak! What Sect, what Faction?”

Shen Fan moved in a flash to the next person.

His Golden Core Stage Divine Sense swept out, instantly forcing these people to their knees.

“Go… Golden Core Great Expert!”

The leading Cultivator felt the powerful Divine Sense and his face instantly turned pale with fright.

He had only ever felt this aura from their Sect Master.

It was a feeling that could directly send him to Hell.

“Mercy! Immortal, have mercy, we will never dare again!”

The gray-robed Cultivators knelt and begged for mercy, their heads hitting the ground with tremors.

Shen Fan did not respond to them, but instead came before Yannan City and unbound the iron chains on him.

These iron chains were engraved with spirit patterns, making it impossible for a Mortal body to break free.

“General Yan! You have suffered!”

Shen Fan had witnessed everything just now; this man, who stood unyielding like a mountain, was truly worthy of respect.

With a Mortal body, he rivaled a God!

Shen Fan could only use this one phrase to describe Yannan City at this moment.

“Many thanks, Immortal Master, for saving my life!”

Yannan City, now free, clenched his only remaining arm into a fist and thanked him, his voice resolute and sincere, without a trace of fear.

Looking at the scattered and fleeing iron cavalry of Western Liang and the Northern Barbarians.

Shen Fan asked faintly, “Shall I kill them?”

“I trouble the Immortal Master!” Yannan City felt grateful, but his expression was somewhat blank.

Clearly, he was deep in thought because of what those Cultivators had just said.

The next moment.

Sky Spirit Slash cut like grass, and one by one, the iron cavalry who were frantically fleeing had their heads severed.

The merciless slaughter did not stir a single bit of pity in Shen Fan.

Before long.

Tens of thousands of iron cavalry were completely slaughtered.

On the wilderness, corpses lay everywhere.

“What should we do next?” Shen Fan asked faintly.

Yannan City regained his composure: “No need to trouble the Immortal Master; the Immortal Sects have rules against unauthorized involvement in secular wars. The evil Cultivators have been killed, so there’s no need to trouble the Immortal Master with what comes next!”

Looking at the disorganized, tattered remnants of the army, whose equipment seemed to be integrated from various forces.

Shen Fan waved his hand, and everyone gathered together.

“I was passing through Yandang City and heard that evil Cultivators were causing trouble. All the men of Yandang City went to the front lines, so I came to assist!”

“Everyone, your families are waiting for you in Yandang City. Wrap your fallen comrades in horsehide and take them home!”

“Thank you, Immortal Master!”

Everyone bowed, then began to clear the battlefield.

Yannan City had his wounds bandaged, but for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

“What should we do next?”

Shen Fan took out a flask of spirit wine, took a big gulp, and then handed it over.

“This is a brew for Immortals; it will help your injuries!”

Yannan City looked at the Immortal Master, who was even younger than himself, with surprise.

As the Northwest Guardian King, he defended the Northwest gate of the Great Li Kingdom alone.

He had also met many Cultivators.

But those who could condescend to communicate with Mortals like Shen Fan, without appearing distant, were very few.

Yannan City paused, then heartily took the flask and drank deeply.

Gurgle, gurgle!

This spirit wine was rich and not stimulating. Yannan City drank more than half the flask in one go, then let out a satisfied sigh.

Spirit wine, immortal brew.

Before long, the bleeding from his severed arm stopped.

Shen Fan took out a Medicinal Pill and handed it over: “This is a first-grade Muscle Regeneration Pill, it will help your arm recover!”

“My arm… can it recover?”

His severed arm had been swallowed by the black cloud serpent, and Yannan City knew it couldn't be restored.

But the Immortal Master before him ignited hope.

“For others, perhaps not, but you are worthy of respect!”

As Shen Fan spoke, he directly put the Medicinal Pill into Yannan City's mouth.

Immediately after, he activated the Blood Locust Divine Skill, transferring some of his own vital essence.

The next moment.

The bandaged severed arm, its flesh wriggling, began to slowly grow.

Before long, a brand new arm had grown back.

Yannan City incredulously clenched his fist, then swung his arm.

Feeling the arm that was stronger and more powerful than before, Yannan City let out a hearty laugh.

Shen Fan looked at the setting sun and sighed, “I consider you a friend, but I cannot interfere with the matters of the Great Li Imperial Family. How you proceed from here is up to you!”

“Immortal Master, this subordinate dares not defy, and I do not know how many hundreds of years the Immortal Master has cultivated. If you do not mind, how about we two become sworn brothers?”

Yannan City was filled with heroic spirit at this moment, showing no trace of artificial flattery.

As if fearing Shen Fan's misunderstanding.

Yannan City quickly explained: “Immortal Master, please do not misunderstand, this subordinate is not trying to cling to the Immortal Master for an immortal destiny, but simply feels that we are kindred spirits. If the Immortal Master is unwilling, this subordinate will not mention it again!”

Shen Fan felt a slight surprise, and also a surge of heroic spirit.

Then he took out two flasks of wine and handed them over.

“Little brother has only cultivated for ten years. General Yan, if you are willing, let us two become brothers. From now on, you will be my elder brother!”

“Ah? The Immortal Master is actually so young?”

Yannan City was surprised, “Alright! My name is Yannan City, may I know brother’s name?”

“Shen Fan!”

Upon hearing this, Yannan City flung his tattered cloak, knelt on one knee, holding the strong wine in both hands, and facing the setting sun over the battlefield, he declared with heroic spirit:

“Today, the setting sun is like blood, reflecting our battle robes. We have recognized each other's courage amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and seen each other's sincerity amidst a rain of blades and arrows!”

Yannan City's voice boomed like a drum, “Let this heaven and earth be our coffin, white bones our witness, and beacon smoke our incense. My brother Shen Fan and I are sworn brothers!”

Yannan City did not say anything about sharing fortune and misfortune.

He deeply knew that becoming sworn brothers with an Immortal was already the greatest honor of his life.

As the elder brother, he did not want to burden this courageous younger brother.

Shen Fan had not expected Yannan City to be so eloquent, capable of speaking such fitting words.

Shen Fan had originally wanted to follow up with: “Me too!”

But he also noticed the words he had left unsaid!

Shen Fan knew that Yannan City did not want to take advantage of him, nor did he want to burden him.

Simply becoming sworn brothers was the greatest expectation.

But if Yannan City was unwilling, how could Shen Fan hurt his feelings?

“Let this heaven and earth be our coffin, white bones our witness, and beacon smoke our incense. My elder brother Yannan City and I are sworn brothers!”

“From now on! If we live, we shall be comrades; if we die, we shall share the same grave!”

“We shall share glory and face disaster together, riding horses across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, yet always protecting each other!”

Upon hearing this, Yannan City's body trembled violently, and he looked at Shen Fan incredulously.

Their eyes met, both red-rimmed.

A single glance was worth a thousand words.

As he spoke, he cut his palm, swore a blood oath, and dripped blood into the wine flask.

The two drank it all.

Unbeknownst to them, what Shen Fan dripped was a drop of vital essence.

That vital essence burned hotly in Yannan City's chest.

He, who had already reached the pinnacle of martial Dao, felt his Realm, which had been stagnant for an unknown number of years, loosen once again.

Stepping towards the highest Realm of martial Dao, the Grandmaster Realm!

Yannan City was well aware that the drastic changes occurring within his body came from Shen Fan's blood.

The two helped each other up.

The setting sun plunged towards the horizon, stretching their clasped shadows long, merging their vows and the beacon smoke into the deepening twilight.

Yannan City choked out, “Brother, I am but a mere Mortal martial artist, I fear I cannot help you much, but, as long as you ask, elder brother will go through mountains of blades and seas of fire, without hesitation!”

“Elder brother, with those words from you, I am content. The crisis in Yandang City is not resolved; if you need anything, just say the word, and little brother will do his utmost!”

“Haha!”

Yannan City laughed self-deprecatingly, “Brother, I appreciate your kindness, but I can handle this matter. If I can't even do this much, how can I dare call myself the Northwest Guardian King!”

“Very well then! But elder brother, remember, you and I are now brothers!”

“Mmm! Rest assured!”

The battlefield returned to normal.

Shen Fan watched as tens of thousands of bodies were pulled back into Yandang City.

His heart stirred involuntarily.

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