Chapter Fifty-Seven: Finally Arriving at Fog City

  Wei Hong let out a long sigh, squatting down on the ground with a somewhat weak appearance, his face turned extremely pale, panting heavily, his spirit slightly wilted, tightly grasping the Badao in his hand.

  Wei Wuming also showed a hint of surprise at this time, and it was clear that he had not expected that the two of them would be able to directly kill a martial artist-level person with their combined strength, and for a moment, there was still a hint of loss.

  The two of them fell silent at the same time, each sitting cross-legged and regulating their breathing. Less than ten minutes later, Wei Hong suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Wei Wuming who was still regulating his breath, and directly came to Ye Luo's side, taking out all the things in his arms.

  A spatial ring, Wei Hong relied on his powerful soul to directly erase the soul mark left by Ye Luo. After his soul infiltrated and saw the situation inside, he also showed a hint of joy. The accumulation of a martial artist's cultivation was indeed rich.

  This ring, one zhang in length and width, had four more delicate boxes placed not far away, all of which were filled with silver ingots. On another shelf, there were several long swords and a long gun. Measuring the long gun, Wei Hong revealed a hint of astonishment.

  "What's so special about this wine?"

  Wei Hong directly willed it, and the long spear appeared in his hand. It was about two meters long, with a silver-white surface emitting a faint glow. As he grasped it, he surprisingly felt a hint of murderous intent.

  Wei Wuming watched as Wei Hong walked towards the corpse of Ye Luo, without any reaction, still meditating with his eyes closed. In his opinion, the spoils of war naturally belonged to Wei Hong. However, when he sensed a killing intent, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the long spear in Wei Hong's hand, revealing a look of surprise.

  "Here." Wei Hong looked at Wei Wuming's appearance, smiled lightly, and directly threw the long spear fiercely to Wei Wuming.

  Wei Wuming took over the long spear, a hint of gratitude flashed across his face, he took over the long spear and let out a loud shout, directly and fiercely dancing it around, the spear intent unfolded, fiercely thrusting towards one side.

  Boom

  Row upon row of trees fell in unison, dust and dirt flying everywhere, birds and beasts scurrying about in a panic. The casual strike had such enormous power that even Wei Wuming's face revealed a hint of satisfaction.

  "I won't say more, thank you." Wei Wuming's slightly cold face revealed a hint of a smile as he solemnly spoke to Wei Hong.

  The thing in the ring Wei Hong split into two, with Wei Wuming, looking at Wei Wuming's wanting to refuse expression, Wei Hong directly spoke up and said: "This is what you should get, let's hurry up and leave! To avoid more trouble."

  Wei Hong directly didn't look at Wei Wuming, but took a step forward, following closely behind. Wei Wuming gazed at the back of Wei Hong, his face revealing a hint of emotion, gritted his teeth and tightly followed up.

  Wei Hong left for less than ten minutes, and dozens of black-clad men rushed over from a distance. When they saw Ye Luo's head and body, everyone's face changed drastically, stunned in an instant, with an unbelievable look flashing in each person's eyes.

  "Old Ye is actually dead!"

  Murmurs came from the mouths of the crowd of black-clad people, each person now seemingly lost and disbelieving, but the conspicuous head hanging from the tree proved that this thing was real.

  Just as these black-clad men were stunned, several people rushed over from afar, with an old man leading the way, his face revealing a hint of anxiety, and instantly arrived in front of these black-clad men.

  "Cut the nonsense, Wei Xiangyang is the only one who gets to live, kill everyone else."

  As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man behind him shouted and rushed towards the black-clothed man. He was followed by four people he led. In an instant, only one of the black-clothed men was left.

  The old man was none other than Wei Lao himself, and the one responsible for evaluating Wei Xiangyang was also meeting with Wei Lao, closely following Wei Hong.

  After inquiring about the situation, a gleam of joy flashed across Wei's eyes, and he glanced at the black-clad man with a faint smile, saying: "Kill him."

  "Hmph." Wei Xiangyang struck with a palm knife, directly killing the black-clad man. Then, he looked at Old Man Wei and said: "Old Man Wei, what should we do next?"

  "Return to Fog City, this matter, go back and report to the master of the house, also, don't leak it out, I have a bit of interest in that little guy, he was actually able to kill Ye Luo, this time he should be the first branch of the righteous way." Wei Lao's face showed a hint of a smile as he said lightly.

  ……

  Wu Cheng is one of the eight major cities in Wujiguo, with a large population. It is surrounded by fog all year round, so it is named Wu Cheng.

  Looking at the city standing in the clouds, Wei Hong also showed a hint of joy, turned his head to glance at Wei Wuming who was somewhat disheveled, and smiled lightly: "We finally made it after all, let's hurry up and go inside."

  Wei Wuming nodded slightly, and the two of them had been traveling smoothly ever since they killed Ye Luo. They didn't encounter any more enemies along the way, but they did run into some ferocious beasts. However, it was a shock without danger, and they finally arrived at Fog City.

  Wei Hong walked closer and saw that there were several guards standing at the city gate. Wei Hong didn't think much of it, assuming they were people sent by the City Guard Commandery. He then prepared to enter with Wei Wuming.

  "Hold on." Just as Wei Hong was about to enter, he was suddenly stopped by one of the younger guards in green attire, who looked at him with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

  "What?" Wei Hong looked away from his guard, raised an eyebrow and turned to ask.

  "Hey, recently, Fog City has been quite unstable. Passersby must undergo inspections and registration. Young one, go register over there." The green-robed guard looked at Wei Hong, chuckled, and pointed to a nearby desk in the corner, ordering him to do so.

  A flash of anger passed through Wei Hong's eyes, but he had just arrived in Fog City and wasn't looking for trouble, so he went with Wei Wuming to the registration desk.

  "Yefeng, what are you up to?" A slightly older guard looked at Wei Hong's back and asked in a low voice as he walked towards the small table.

  "Hey, Ye Yu, didn't you see that these two young men are from the Wei family? Although we can't do anything to them, a suitable humiliation and venting of anger is still possible." The green-clothed youth known as Ye Feng revealed a cold smile on his face and spoke in a low voice.

  Although the two voices were extremely rare, Wei Hong still heard them. His footsteps towards the registration desk stopped slightly, and then a cold intent flashed in his eyes as he stared at the two young men sitting beside the registration desk. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and instantly his footsteps quickened as he strode towards them with large strides.

  Wei Hong's sudden reaction caused Wei Wuming's face to reveal a hint of confusion, but when he saw what Wei Hong did after walking to the registration desk, his eyes revealed an unplaceable expression and his complexion changed greatly.