Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 9: Ian is here, and the Leon collar will be at peace! (5200, second update)

There was a sound of steady and soft footsteps on the stairs, a young man in a moon-white alchemy robe, and the Iron Citizen officer standing behind him slowly appeared in front of the waiting crowd.

He has a slender figure, obviously the type who stays in the alchemy laboratory all day long and rarely leaves the door twice a year, and his appearance makes everyone present feel stunned. Why did they come to this gloomy and dilapidated old castle of Lai'an? Did they want to listen to the speech of the ascendant who claimed to be the lord of Lai'an, or did they want to participate in some upper-class noble banquet?

This is a temperament that can change the atmosphere of the scene in an instant.

The white-haired boy stood on the upper half of the stairs, his blue eyes looked down at the president of the chamber of commerce, the shop owner, the captain of the guard, and the tax officer with different expressions. Except for the lord, the most powerful group of people are now gathering here with anxiety, waiting for his next speech and fate.

"I am Yin En, your new lord."

Yin En simply said that the damp breath brought by the invisible fluctuations reverberated in the entire castle hall, which made several sublimators look pale-they felt that the operation of their source essence had begun to stagnate. Ascendants who are far more powerful than them are showing signs of their control over the surrounding psionic fields.

——This young man, who seems to have just grown up, is actually a second-level sublimator? !

How can Lai'an leader He De have such a genius as the lord? !

Before they could react from such astonishment, Yin En's next words stunned them again: "I don't know how Baron Laian manages you, but my temper is very bad, especially my I actually saw grain merchants hoarding grain in times of war in Lai’an.”

"Xilin, stand up."

The young man's voice was pleasant to hear, but the indifference and cold feeling mixed with the cold and damp feeling in the entire castle made everyone present feel a shudder.

The grain merchant named Xilin who was named by Yin En suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, he swallowed, and wanted to explain something before moving forward, but the other merchants standing around him, The officials and the patriarch of the local family took a step back.

This middle-aged man who looked generous and even a bit fat stood alone at the front of the hall.

"You are a spy for Flameland."

Yin En simply said that his death sentence was pronounced, and the boy's eyes lit up with a water-colored halo representing psionic energy: "Don't quibble, because I have already seen this."

"You bought most of the cheap food in Lai'an before the mountain people's rebellion, and all the aid from the empire was covered by you alone. This is why Lai'an is in a food shortage. The cause of the day."

"Without you, Lai Ancheng would not be in chaos."

"My lord! I'm really not a spy! I just didn't expect that the people who ordered such a large food order were from Flameland. They pretended to be other chambers of commerce. I only guessed it later..."

The obese middle-aged man immediately knelt on the ground, threw himself on Yin En who was still standing on the stairs, and cried bitterly: "I am absolutely loyal to the empire, I have an order to prove it..."

—What a fool.

Not only Yin En and Scott, but everyone else present flashed this sentence in their hearts.

He actually thought that if a nobleman and a sublime wanted to deal with him, what evidence was needed.

He actually thought that he could escape his life just by crying and wailing and begging for mercy.

It seems that it was the appearance of the young lord that made him feel lucky.

"Scott."

Yin En softly called his adjutant's name, and the Iron People's officer walked down the stairs, and he aimed his charging rifle at the grain merchant who was still kowtowing desperately.

He didn't have any cruel expression, nor any excitement, he just obeyed the order and pulled the trigger as naturally as breathing.

Before he died, Xilin raised his head and struggled to say one more word of begging for mercy—he wanted to say that he could donate all the food he had hoarded, all the wealth, and even the channel of Feiyandi to this place. A lord, let him get greater credit.

But in the end, all that remained in his retina were Yin En's long hair and a casual profile.

A dazzling stream of light filled everything, followed by darkness.

His head disappeared. A golden-red pothole appeared on the ground.

"Glad there is only one spy, which means I only need to execute one person today."

Yin En smiled, and he walked down the stairs, raising his hand as a signal.

The soldiers of the White People in the castle moved out of their seats, while the young man sat calmly on the main seat, looking at those people who all lowered their heads, swallowed their saliva, and dared not speak.

He calmly said: "Remember, stockpiling grain during a war is an absolute death penalty. All large-scale purchases and sales of resources in the territory must be reported to me or to the future city hall in advance."

"If you don't follow this rule, you will die."

"Can you understand?"

"Ming, understand, my lord!"

At this moment, no one dares to despise Yin En because of his appearance. Rather, Yin En's handsome appearance does not match the atmosphere of coming to Ancheng, and it even gives them an extremely piercing sense of fear. .

It's a kind of high above, absolutely don't care about their thoughts, just like a person in the sky.

"Very good."

On the seat, the white-haired boy nodded. He raised his legs and put his hands on his knees: "At least your attitude is okay."

"But that doesn't mean you can satisfy me."

The smell of fear is spreading.

On the continent of Terra, the rule of the sublime nobles is both gentle and brutal.

Be gentle because, in a place like Terra, if the ascendant doesn't have any special hobbies, doesn't conduct crazy research like the Gnosis Academy, and has no interest in tossing his own territory.

Then the vast majority of sublimated lords are living their own lives. Apart from hunting, they are trying to find babies. They are free to develop the entire territory and hold an optimistic and encouraging attitude.

They don't care about the offenses of their own people, and they just laugh off some conflicts and ordinary interests-no one will beg for food because their cat accidentally breaks a plate To die or to live, reprimand and scold, right?

Even that request might be greedy, but so what?

They don't care about this little thing, as long as it doesn't prevent them from obtaining further potion materials.

There are quite a few such gentle lord nobles, and it can even be said that they are the template for most of the minor nobles on Terra.

Ku Lie is very simple - most nobles who have their own ideas and plans are extremely cruel and impatient in the eyes of ordinary people.

Because sublimators essentially don't need the people to support them. Having a territory can be regarded as a channel to obtain resources, but this does not mean that they will distort their thinking too much for this channel.

——You don’t do it, some people do it. If your family doesn't do it, then let my family do it.

If a brand-new lord comes to his unfamiliar territory, he will be dissatisfied with the squires and chambers of commerce who do not cooperate locally—if there are such fools on Terra, and think that the other party is not good enough. It's worth it to be patient.

Destruction will be as swift as sunlight.

For example, a wealthy town once located on the Haga Peninsula, with olives and cattle herding as its main industries, ushered in a new lord sent by the empire because the previous generation of lords died out.

The local families and chambers of commerce have become quite wealthy due to years of operation, occupying almost all the resources of this town, and they are rather arrogant to think that their own side has the technology to earn wealth, and the lord should accommodate them and cooperate with them Otherwise, the wealth of this wealthy town would not be open to him.

If it is on Earth, this may not be surprising—officials don't fight with officials, no matter what kind of big nobles have to cooperate with well-known local families to rule the territory stably.

But Terra is different.

When the new lord came to this small town, he was shocked to find that he was politely refused even to build a training ground for practicing sword skills. People are faintly disdainful, no matter what they do, there seems to be an invisible force resisting him.

He got a little angry.

Two days later, the leaders and family patriarchs of those chambers of commerce were hanged on wooden poles for the crimes of 'corruption' and 'rebellion and collaboration with the enemy', and they were used as living materials for the lord to practice his sword.

Because it was a very skilled swordsman, they died after crying for two weeks.

So, is this swordsman lord a very brutal, cruel and innocent person?

It may or may not be.

In the eyes of outsiders, the great swordsman Elachi Deke is a well-known generous lord. He exempts all those who have settled in his territory for more than ten years from taxes, and his usual residence is just a handmade one. I usually practice swords in the sea tide along the coast, catch fish when I am hungry, and drink sea water when I am thirsty.

He even gave sublimation test for children of appropriate age in the territory free of charge, and taught some talented children how to practice swords. Over the past thirty-five years, he has trained more than ten sublimated swordsmen.

All are free.

Because he was too lazy to accept the silver coins used by ordinary people, he would only accept sublimation materials with a nod, but he would also point out the opponent's sword skills.

Of course, the original small town famous for its olives and calves has long since disappeared—the Great Swordsman never cared about these things.

The only thing that exists today is the well-known Dekeling swordsmanship town.

Most of Terra's lords don't really care what kind of property their territory has. After all, they just want to do what they want in their own place-it would be best if the territory helps, That's it without help.

Just like Yin En is now.

It just happens that Lai An owns the property he wants to do, which can save him a lot of time.

"My family's Chamber of Commerce will come soon. Maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe three or four days later, but the longest will be this time. You understand what I mean."

When Yin En calmly watched the middle-level group of Lai'an leaders in front of him begin to experience symptoms such as trance, hallucinations, and flash memories under the effect of the fear potion, he said in a soft tone: "I don't need you. To be honest, You are all dead, but it is more convenient for me to move my people here."

"But I'm not a demon after all, and I'm not that bloodthirsty." Yin En raised his hand, and he took the rechargeable rifle from Scott.

After looking at this excellent alchemy weapon, the young man held it with one hand and pointed at the people who lowered their heads slightly and broke out in cold sweat: "So as long as you are obedient enough——"

Zi——

The scorching light swept across everyone's heads, burning some of their hair.

And Yin En's voice came out afterwards: "You will live."

"That's it. Be prepared to connect with my family business, and come up with the charter tomorrow. If you don't do well enough, don't do it. Get out by yourself, and leave the position to other people with potential."

Speaking of this, the white-haired boy seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head and looked at the original captain of An Ling's guard: "By the way, there is you."

"Gul Tiesen...the original confidant of Baron Lai'an, the captain of his guards—in the end, he joined hands with the Xuanfeng Department, calling the other party orthodox without any orders from the empire..."

Yin En spoke at a very slow speed. He neither deliberately prolonged his accent nor made short pronunciations. His soft voice was enough to attract people's attention and even attract them.

But Gul Tiesen, who was named by such a voice, was already a brown-skinned gray-haired mountain man with a bad complexion. His whole body was already trembling, and cold sweat continued to slide down his spine.

He is the sublimator of the first energy level, a warrior in everyone's eyes, and the former confidant of Baron Laian... That's why he understands that the sublimator of the second energy level, especially the black armored one during the day If the driver wants to kill himself, he probably only needs one thought.

He felt as if he had been locked on to the muzzle of the charging rifle.

The good thing is that most sublimators have a little intelligence, otherwise, they would not be able to condense the source seeds.

So, after the instant warning signal sounded, without any hesitation, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Disband!"

"My lord, I will disband the original Anling guards! I, I will go back to be a civilian!"

"No! I leave Lai An Ling! I exile myself, and I will never come back!"

Yin En was a little surprised looking at the mountain man captain who reacted very quickly.

"Yeah."

He nodded thoughtfully, and then handed back the rechargeable rifle he was about to shoot to Scott.

The young man folded his arms, nodded with a smile and said, "Smart people can survive."

"Tomorrow morning, I want to hear the news that the Anling Guards have been disbanded—for the sake of your reaction speed, you can take away as many people as you think are appropriate."

"I understand! I will take those people away!"

Kneeling on the ground, the captain of the mountain people could only see the spotless boots of the white-haired boy, and he even felt the residual heat left by the charging rifle before and the smell of cylinder ashes...

His heart was filled with anger, fear, fear and gratitude... His hard work over the years was finally in vain, and he had to leave Lai'an with some thorns... The family fortune of his life would be destroyed. To make nothing, everything has to start from scratch.

But... at this moment.

But he didn't dare to have any hatred for Yin En, only an uncontrollable sense of relief and gratitude.

—At least he didn't kill himself. He could literally kill himself with a single shot. No one will stop the young lord, and he has indeed committed a capital crime worthy of being killed.

At least, I am still a sublimator of the first energy level.

In this case, there is still a future to speak of.

Others watched in silence.

They also feel fear, bewildered and at a loss... The foundation they have worked so hard to build all their lives has been destroyed by a few flirtatious words from the young people in front of them, and they have become the stepping stones of the future Baizhi Chamber of Commerce... How hateful, how hateful! Terrible!

But...

If it is such a lord—if it is such a patron...

"Then just listen to him."

"At least more reliable than the mountain people."

"His strength is stronger than Baron Lai'an - such a young sublime genius can bring stability at this time and have a good life in the future."

"Finally there is a lord who is strong enough... Maybe I can finally live a normal life after the thrilling past six months."

This is everyone's thoughts.

No one finds this strange.

No one thinks that Yin En's behavior is even the slightest bit abnormal.

Because he is really strong, because he can kill three second-level people in ten minutes, because he can break through the city alone by driving the armor-he has the power to decide the life and death of these disloyal people .

This is Terra.

This is Terra's system of nobles and lords.

This is what makes Terra convenient... and sad.

"Go back."

There is nothing to be happy about, Yin En clapped his hands after being silent for a while, signaling the end of this conversation: "Tomorrow, we will open a warehouse to release grain, and I will smell the fragrance of wheat from every household in Lai'an City at noon, so I will start from Xi'an Take it from Lin's chamber of commerce. If it's not enough, make up for it yourself."

"If you can't make it up, I will cut your flesh. I will do what I say."

The blue eyes of the young man are as moist as water, but whether it is the middle-level people who came to Ancheng, or Scott behind him, or even the other soldiers of the White People in the hall, they can see a kind of shock from this gaze. They trembled, but felt inexplicably relieved.

As Yin En once said to Master Gosai.

In this Nanling full of monsters, natives, aliens and all kinds of poisonous monsters, in this primitive and wild pioneering land - no one will appreciate any kind, gentle and tactful leader .

They just need... You can even say that they can't wait to need a leader who is strong enough, ruthless enough, ruthless enough, and single-minded enough to lead the team forward, carry out his will, and win success.

——As they wished, Yin En came.

So, Lai'an collar is very peaceful.

When all the middle-level members of Lai'an City left the castle, Yin En closed his eyes and meditated for a while.

"Scott." He said: "I'm going to rest, and you will assign the team's duty rotation."

"Yes." Scott, who had been standing behind Yin En all the time, looked like a sculpture, said seriously: "Are there any other instructions?"

"No more." At this moment, Yin En showed a tired but more genuine smile: "I'll just take a nap here for a while. On the contrary, it's you, not a sublimator, remember to arrange more rest time for yourself, You will be busy tomorrow."

Scott nodded quickly, and he also showed a hearty smile: "I will."

Scott will soon go to the command rotation.

Yin En also sat on the spot, slowly closing his eyes.

He did not doze off, nor did he rest.

At this moment, the teenager's consciousness sank into a virtual realm, ready for a daily meditation exercise.

Then, he realized that the battle he had experienced during the day had actually brought him a... which made him feel somewhat unexpected.