Half a month later, Ning Yue and Yang Jian arrived at the Demon Slayer Army's station.
The reason why Ning Yue agreed to come was because he wanted to enter the Demon-Slaying Army to understand the internal situation.
He asked Xiao Ruobing to go first to Zhennan City to find out the situation in the city first.
The Demon-Slaying Army is stationed at the Demon-Suppressing Peak, a hundred thousand miles away from Zhennan City.
This mountain peak towers into the clouds, is vast and huge, and exudes a temperament of vicissitudes of life.
There is a military camp near the mountain peak, and you can hear the shouts of killing monks training in the military camp from a distance.
Ning Yue and Yang Jian first came to the Demon-Slaying Army office and performed a simple registration.
The official in charge of registration glanced at Ning Yue's jade pendant and said:
"Fellow Daoist Su, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, you are actually a casual cultivator?"
Because casual cultivators do not have the support of a sect and cannot obtain a large amount of resources, it is more difficult to practice.
Often the Nascent Soul realm is the one that excels.
Ning Yue said calmly: "Not bad."
"Okay, our Demon-Slaying Army welcomes you to join. This is your waist card. From now on, you will be the centurion of our Demon-Slaying Army, and someone will take you to select your subordinates."
The official took out a dark waistband and handed it to Ning Yue.
Ning Yue said again: "This brother, this fellow Taoist next to me, came with me. Can I arrange it by my side?"
"Of course you can."
The official nodded.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian was overjoyed.
His purpose in recruiting Ning Yue to join the Demon-Slaying Army was to follow Ning Yue and become Ning Yue's personal follower.
That would provide an extra layer of protection on the battlefield.
An official then took them to a barracks.
There are thousands of people in this barracks, all of them are monks below the Nascent Soul Realm and above the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Some are criminals, some are casual cultivators, some are disciples of sects, and some are disciples of aristocratic families.
The eyes of criminals and casual cultivators were dull, like animals waiting to be selected.
The disciples of the sect and the aristocratic families are not only well-dressed, but also have higher cultivation levels.
"Centurion Su, you can select a hundred people. After the selection is completed, register them and take them to the armory to select some equipment and magic weapons.
Of course, these are the most basic equipment and magic weapons. Our Demon-Slaying Army is a place that values strength. Hunting monsters will earn points, and the points can be exchanged for more advanced equipment and magic weapons.
You can now take your pick. "
The official leading the way said calmly.
Ning Yue nodded and was about to choose.
At this time, a well-dressed young man with fair skin walked into the barracks and laughed:
"Wait, let me choose first."
"Let you choose first? Why?"
Ning Yue frowned, quite unhappy.
"Haha, boy, you are quite crazy. Didn't you see the clothes on my body?
I am a member of the Wanxiang Sect. If the Demon-Suppressing Division hadn't asked for people from our Wanxiang Sect, do you think I would have come to a place like this?
You hurry up and get out of here? Otherwise, I want to make you look good! "
After speaking, the young master glanced at Ning Yue with disdain, and a surge of coercion at the mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm surged out.
Yang Jian was startled and said with a wry smile: "Senior Su, it's better to let him choose first. We'll just wait."
Ning Yue glanced at the official standing at the door and smiled:
"Brother, in everything there is always a first come, first served. This person is cutting in line now, ahead of me, don't you care?"
Unexpectedly, the official said coldly: "Centurion Su, strength is respected here."
"Strength is respected?"
Ning Yue's eyes turned cold and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
At this time, everyone's disdainful eyes fell on Ning Yue, fearing that Ning Yue would choose them later.
When the low-level monks heard that the young master was from the Wanxiang Sect, they all stepped forward and tried to please him.
The young master's smile was as bright as a flower, and his face was full of pride.
"What is the Wanxiang Sect? Are the people from the number one sect in the Southern Territory like this?"
Ning Yue smiled faintly.
Hearing this, the Young Master became furious and shouted: "You are a dog-like thing who insulted my Wanxiang Sect. Kneel down and apologize quickly? Otherwise, I will destroy you!"
Seeing this, Yang Jian's scalp was numb and his face was full of bitterness. This Senior Su was too careless. How dare you offend people from the Wanxiang Sect!
Isn't this lighting a lamp in the toilet - seeking death?
"Why don't you kneel down and apologize!"
Powerful spiritual energy burst out from the young master's body, surging like a wild tide.
"What the hell! You deserve to talk to me like this!"
Ning Yue sneered, and punched directly. The strong punch force surged out instantly, and the punch mark hit the young man's chest.
Click!
The young master's sternum was shattered by the force as vast as a mountain, and he flew several miles away from the barracks, lying on the ground coughing up blood.
At this moment, everyone inside and outside the barracks was stunned, and their eyes almost popped out of their eyes in shock.
A monk in the early stage of Yuanying actually punched away a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying from the Wanxiang Sect, the first sect in the South Region.
They also saw it just now. The young master burst out a thick spiritual shield in an attempt to resist the power of the punch.
However, the seemingly thick aura shield was made of paper, unable to withstand the power of the punch, and instantly shattered.
And that punch hit the young master's chest, and countless of his bones were broken.
The official's expression changed, he was shocked and angry.
After all, Young Master is a member of the Wanxiang Sect and has a great background.
And Su Yi is just a casual cultivator with no backing or background. He is so bold and bold that he actually beats people!
He also beat people seriously! This is great!
The official was furious and shouted: "Su Yi, you have gone too far. You struck so hard that you seriously injured a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect. Do you know that the laws in this army are strict!?"
Ning Yue smiled faintly and said: "Just now, didn't you say that this is about strength? I have now proven that I am stronger than him, and he is just a waste.
Now you are doing well, and you actually brought up some military law to suppress me. Why didn't you say it just now?
You just saw that he was from the Wanxiang Sect, and you saw that I was a casual cultivator, so you deceived me because I had no background and support, and you were just afraid of the Wanxiang Sect.
In your eyes, a casual cultivator like me, who has no backing or background, should be bullied by these people who have backing, right?
I, Su Yi, just refused to agree. If anyone dares to bully me, I will retaliate with tooth. If anyone dares to bully my brother, I will repay blood with blood! "
Ning Yue's words resonated with many monks present, and everyone applauded.
The official's face turned red and white with anger, and he was speechless for a moment.
He glared at Ning Yue coldly and said angrily: "I remember you. Humph!"
He left these harsh words and turned around to see the young man's injuries.
As soon as he left, there was thunderous applause in the barracks.
Ning Yue waved his hand and said, "Is there anyone willing to follow me now?"
