Chapter 259 – Mu Lin: I Prefer Your Untamed Selves

“Who!”

Being suddenly seized enraged the second-generation heirs of Ping’an Ancient Street.

At the same time, they exerted all their strength in an attempt to break free from their restraints.

Unfortunately, it was impossible.

The Divinity of Silence had already been purified by the Three Lights Divine Water sent by the Chu Family and fused into Mu Lin’s Stabilize character.

Now, his Netherworld Soldiers’ Soul-Reaping Chains all carried the silence effect.

Once an enemy was captured, their Mana, Divine Soul power, or other special abilities would be “silenced.”

Of course, if the enemy was extremely powerful, they could still break free.

But that was something the few second-generation heirs of Ping’an Ancient Street were utterly incapable of.

“Bastard, do you know who I am—”

“Smack!”

Unable to break free, the second-generation heirs roared in fury, wanting to curse at Mu Lin.

However, Mu Lin had no patience for them.

Before the curses could even leave their mouths, chains were swung by Mu Lin’s Yin Soldiers, striking them hard.

“Smack!”

“Ah!!”

The Soul-Reaping Chains struck both body and soul. The intense lashes made the second-generation heirs let out shrill screams of agony.

Some were even beaten so severely by Mu Lin’s Yin Soldiers that they lost control of their bowels and passed out on the spot.

“Stop!”

“Who are you?”

Such a commotion naturally drew the attention of those nearby.

Immediately, members of the Demon Suppression Division surrounded the area, while some managers and workers from Ping’an Ancient Street rushed over, their eyes blazing with fury.

Their young masters or children being beaten like this by Mu Lin naturally infuriated them.

If those second-generation heirs hadn’t been captured by Mu Lin and if this weren’t the Demon Suppression Division, the workers of Ping’an Ancient Street would have already taken action.

Even now, they were restless, shouting incessantly at Mu Lin.

“Bastard, let go of my young master!”

“You’re dead!”

“That’s Lord Seventh Bai’s grandson. If you dare hit him, you’ll die here, and all your family will suffer a miserable death!”

The workers of Ping’an Ancient Street cursed with righteous indignation. Seeing their own people arrive, Lord Seventh Bai’s grandson seemed to feel safe again, his fear fading and anger igniting.

“Attack, all of you, attack! I want him dead! I will definitely kill him! I’ll tear him to pieces—”

“Smack!”

“Ah!!”

“You still dare hit me! I will make sure you die! Your entire family will die—”

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

Mu Lin showed no mercy toward this person who dared provoke him. At his command, the Yin Soldiers brandished their Soul-Reaping Chains, lashing Lord Seventh Bai’s grandson repeatedly.

The relentless beating made this spoiled young master scream and wail incessantly.

His arrogant demeanor was completely shattered by Mu Lin’s lashes.

This scene also terrified the Bai Family’s managers and workers, making their souls nearly flee their bodies.

“Stop! Stop it!”

“Bastard, I told you to stop!”

“Stop, stop, stop! Please, I beg you, stop!”

Seeing their young master beaten like this, the workers and managers were so frantic they nearly coughed up blood.

Of course, this wasn’t out of loyalty to the spoiled heir but out of fear of Lord Seventh Bai’s methods.

These people were certain that if Lord Seventh Bai’s grandson died, none of them would survive.

Unwilling to meet such a fate, they desperately shouted at Mu Lin, begging him to stop.

In the end, some even knelt before Mu Lin, pleading for him to pause, if only for a moment.

As for why everyone had knelt down yet they still dared not directly attack Mu Lin, it was naturally because all those young masters were in Mu Lin’s hands.

If it were an ordinary person, Lord Seventh Bai’s staff and shopkeepers might have risked it, betting that Mu Lin wouldn’t dare to act.

However, the Mu Lin who had arrived truly beat those young masters half to death, completely disregarding their lives.

This made the shopkeepers under Lord Seventh Bai’s command utterly unwilling to take that gamble.

No, it should be said they were one hundred percent certain that if they dared to make a move, Mu Lin would kill all the hostages.

Thus, they dared not act rashly.

Unfortunately, their pleas for mercy were completely ignored by Mu Lin. Under his command, the Yin Soldiers continued to whip with their soul-binding chains until Lord Seventh Bai’s grandson was left with shattered tendons, broken bones, and even his Divine Soul nearly scattered.

Only after confirming that he was completely crippled, with no possibility of recovery, did Mu Lin turn his gaze to this young master.

At this moment, his expression remained utterly calm.

His tone was not particularly loud either.

But this time, no one dared to ignore his words.

“I heard you say no one dared to hit you. I did. How does it feel?”

“…”

Naturally, this young master dared not answer. Upon hearing Mu Lin’s question, his body trembled violently. Clearly, Mu Lin’s unrestrained whipping had instilled in him an extreme fear of Mu Lin.

Seeing him like this, Mu Lin shook his head in boredom:

“I preferred your defiant attitude from earlier.”

With that, Mu Lin turned his gaze to the other young masters and calmly asked:

“And you all, who do you think is in charge of Ping’an Ancient County now?”

“You!”

“Sir, it’s absolutely you.”

These people naturally hated Mu Lin to the core.

However, they were merely spoiled young masters, not complete fools. Even Lord Seventh Bai’s grandson had been mercilessly whipped by Mu Lin until his bones shattered and his Divine Soul scattered.

They didn’t think they were any exception.

Under such circumstances, they naturally knew when to yield and dared not provoke Mu Lin.

Their submission only made Mu Lin even more bored.

On the other hand, the managers and staff of Ping’an Ancient Street, realizing that Mu Lin was unmoved and could not be threatened, immediately turned their attention to the leader of the Demon Suppression Division.

“Commander Mi, someone is beating and killing our people right in the Demon Suppression Division’s garrison. Aren’t you going to do anything about it?”

Naturally, Commander Mi didn’t want to intervene; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been watching the spectacle for so long.

‘Now you call me Commander Mi when there’s trouble. Where was your usual respect?’

However, although he didn’t want to get involved, this incident had indeed occurred within the Demon Suppression Division’s garrison, so he had no choice but to intervene.

With a sigh, he stepped forward and addressed Mu Lin: “This… young brother, may I ask who you are?”

“Lin Qiu.”

The one who had done the beating was naturally Mu Lin, but the Mu Lin who arrived later had altered his appearance and was now using the identity of Lin Qiu.

At the same time, his grandfather’s arrival had disrupted Mu Lin’s plans and made him suspect a conspiracy. Therefore, on his way here, Mu Lin had also made preparations.

—The official seal given by the Demon Suppression Division was not under Mu Lin’s identity but under Lin Qiu’s.

At this moment, after responding, ‘Lin Qiu’ tossed the token in his hand toward Commander Mi and said with slight politeness, “Also, Commander Mi, we’re all part of the same family, so there’s no need to call me ‘little brother’.”

“Same family?”

Initially, Mi Wencheng was somewhat puzzled, but after catching the token Mu Lin threw over and taking a look, his expression immediately changed drastically.

“Silver-ranked Demon Subjugator, so you’re also one of us from the Demon Suppression Division.”

“Yes, I came here for training.”

“Demon Suppression Division, you bastards, do you want to start a war with us!”

“Scum, release our young master, or our Third Master will never let you go…”

“If you release him, Lord Seventh Bai won’t spare you either…”

Upon hearing that Mu Lin was from the Demon Suppression Division, the managers and staff of Ping’an Ancient Street saw their fear dissipate and instantly grew restless, clamoring for Mu Lin to release their young master and threatening to make him pay.

Having witnessed Mu Lin’s ruthlessness and being subdued once, it seemed strange that they would start clamoring again after learning his identity.

But Mu Lin understood the reason behind this situation.

Good people are easily targeted.

In the eyes of the people of Ping’an Ancient Street, Mu Lin, as a Demon Subjugator, was supposed to protect the people—a good person who could be threatened by them.

Unfortunately, they were mistaken. Mu Lin was never some saintly do-gooder.

He had the desire to save the world and wanted everyone to live well, but the premise was: my world, my people.

His somewhat domineering and arrogant nature meant Mu Lin was not bound by constraints and had no reservations.

Thus, while those people were clamoring, Mu Lin immediately summoned over a hundred Beiwei Army soldiers and issued an order to surround and suppress them.

“You gather in crowds to cause trouble and dare to threaten a Demon Subjugator—your crimes deserve death! Kill!”

“Boom!”

At Mu Lin’s command, the hundred Beiwei Army soldiers moved as swiftly as thunder.

Moving like thunder, advancing like a mountain.

With the legendary enhancement, the Beiwei Army’s momentum was already immensely formidable.

Moreover, Mu Lin also had the Celestial Fortress Array, allowing these hundred Beiwei Army soldiers to advance in formation, making their assault as unstoppable as a collapsing mountain.

“Rumble!”

“No!”

“You dare attack us—aren’t you afraid Ping’an Ancient Town will descend into chaos…”

“Bastard, I’ll fight you to the death…”

The managers and staff of Ping’an Ancient Street might have decent individual strength, but under the assault of the Beiwei Army, they quickly crumbled.

Seeing this, Mu Lin nodded in satisfaction.

“Indeed, I got it right. The highest-quality source for Yin Soldiers is never randomly selecting a few people for transformation, but rather converting the valiant souls of warriors from ancient battlefields.”

…

After this reflection, while the Beiwei Army was suppressing the managers and staff of Ping’an Ancient Street, Mu Lin also commanded the Demon Subjugators stationed at the Demon Suppression Division: “By the authority of a Silver-ranked Demon Subjugator, I order you to attack!”

Most of the Demon Subjugators in Ping’an Ancient City hesitated at Mu Lin’s command.

Especially after Commander Mi stepped forward to intervene, even more hesitated.

“You can’t do this, Commander Lin, you mustn’t. Quickly order them to stop.”

This Commander Mi wanted to play peacemaker, but naturally, Mu Lin paid no heed.

This disregard angered Commander Mi.

After his anger subsided… he continued trying to persuade Mu Lin.

This was perfectly normal. Though they had only met a few times and exchanged a handful of words, Mu Lin already knew that Commander Mi had a somewhat soft disposition.

His unwillingness to stir up trouble made him reluctant to offend the people of Ping’an Ancient Street.

Similarly, his aversion to conflict also made him afraid to provoke the hot-tempered Mu Lin, whose background remained unclear… well, now Lin Qiu.

Unable to offend either side, he could only resort to persuasion.

Meanwhile, as he was trying to persuade, Mu Lin’s Beiwei Army had already charged through the enemy ranks several times, scattering them into disarray and forcing them into a retreat.

However, after learning of Mu Lin’s identity, these fleeing enemies showed no fear. Instead, they shouted at him with bitter resentment.

“Bastard, you’ll regret this!”

“Our Lord Seventh Bai won’t let you get away with this!”

“You’re the one who threw Ping’an Ancient Town into chaos—you’re the criminal of Ping’an Ancient Town!”

Not only did the fleeing men believe Mu Lin had caused a disaster, but even Commander Mi of the Demon Suppression Division wore a pained expression, sighing repeatedly.

“Disaster, this is a disaster! Lin Qiu, you’ve caused a huge calamity.”

Such words began to irritate Mu Lin:

“What disaster? I don’t see any.”

“Ping’an Ancient County is about to fall into chaos. In the past, the county remained peaceful because the people of the Ancient Street kept things under control. But now you’ve thoroughly offended them. From now on, countless troublemakers will surely emerge…”

Before Commander Mi could finish, Mu Lin impatiently cut him off:

“If anyone dares to cause trouble, just kill them all! Once they’re all dead, the trouble will be gone.”

“Wha—?!”

(End of Chapter)