Chapter 1 The Level One Aeromancer Can Only Conjure a Wind Blade

A Level One aeromancer can only conjure a single wind blade. With each level gained, the number doubles. A Level Six Gale Adept possesses as many as twenty wind blades.

*Bang, bang, bang…* Amidst the crisscrossing wind blades, the furniture shattered. The man in the peaked cap was torn apart like a phantom.

"Stellar Illusion?" Wings of the Wind God frowned. He then saw the man in the peaked cap appear in front of him, a dagger in his left hand and a gun in his right, raising the gun and firing continuously at him.

A sudden alarm flashed through the elegant and handsome mind of Wings of the Wind God. Ignoring the enemy and bullets in front of him, he raised his hand and pushed to the right, the air roaring as it condensed into a wind wall.

Saint-stage skill, Wind Wall!

Wind Wall is the only defensive skill of an aeromancer, condensed from high-speed flowing air. The faster the speed of knives and bullets, the stronger the rebound.

The disadvantage is that it has a weak defensive effect against heavy and slow weapons.

Two deafening gunshots rang out, not from the front, but from the right.

Two golden bullets struck the high-speed moving air wall and were instantly deflected, one embedding itself in the ceiling, the other piercing the bedding with a *poof* and disappearing.

Although aeromancers cannot resist illusions, they can sense the true position of the enemy through changes in the airflow.

With the gunshots, the illusion was dispelled, and the man in the peaked cap appeared on the right.

Wings of the Wind God ignored the stray bullets and the enemy, pressing his hand on Jia Feizhang's shoulder, forcing him into the seat. With his other hand, he abruptly lifted upwards.

"Whoosh~" The air currents in the bedroom rose from the ground, instantly becoming violent. Furniture, bedding, computers, and everything else were hurled against the ceiling.

In this closed space with a full range of attacks, the enemy had nowhere to hide. This was a banishment item specially prepared to deal with Night Wanderers. Among all professions, there was no shortage of items with sealing and banishment functions. No profession's escape technique was completely flawless.

The man in the peaked cap, along with the debris, was hurled towards the ceiling, creating a heavy crash.

Wings of the Wind God then activated Wind Blades, condensing a full thirty-two blades capable of cutting through metal and severing jade. With a wave of his hand, he launched them at the blown-away enemy.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff." The man in the peaked cap, pinned against the ceiling, disintegrated in the wind blades. Severed limbs and internal organs fell to the floor with a "patta" sound.

*Huh?* Wings of the Wind God was taken aback. Although he was confident in the power of his Wind Blade attack, he was surprised at how easily he had killed the enemy.

The enemy didn't even have a decent defensive item? Wings of the Wind God stared intently at the severed limbs on the floor. The flesh was pale, and the organs were a dark, dull color, without a drop of fresh blood.

Among the broken flesh and blood, a palm-sized keyboard engraved with constellations rolled out.

"This…" Wings of the Wind God's expression changed slightly.

Just then, a cold gust of wind swept towards the balding middle-aged man, Jia Feizhang.

Without time to think, Wings of the Wind God grabbed a badge with a lightning mark and slapped it on Jia Feizhang's chest.

"Zzzzt" Bright blue arcs of electricity danced across Jia Feizhang's body, repelling the gust of yin wind.

The power of lightning is supremely yang and upright, possessing a strong restraining effect on spirits and vengeful souls.

Wings of the Wind God grabbed a blue-red cloak, shook it open, and draped it over his back. Instantly, bright blue light surged in his eye sockets, and a lightning mark appeared on his brow, crackling arcs of electricity leaping and dancing around him.

Wings of the Wind God did not attack immediately. He watched the yin wind swirling wildly in the bedroom and said elegantly and calmly, "Using a yin corpse to impersonate the main body is indeed a good strategy. Among all the professions, there are very few who can deal with spirits. If the action fails, you can simply abandon the yin corpse, and the spirit body can retreat leisurely."

"I was also fooled by your Star Evasion technique. However, now that we know you're a high-level Night Wanderer, how could we not be prepared?" As he spoke, he condensed a lightning whip. *Crack!* Sparks flew, and electrical ions raged in the air.

The yin wind darted around like an ant on a hot pot, unable to leave and unable to possess, repelled by the power of lightning. It watched helplessly as it was repeatedly struck by the lightning whip, its aura weakening rapidly.

Wings of the Wind God waved the whip while waiting for the assistance of his companions.

"Heh, I already said, since we know you're a Star Official, how could we not be prepared? Your Dominator-level companion is being ambushed by our Alliance Leader and Elders."

"It's said that Star Officials are cunning and insidious. It's true. If your main body had come with yin corpse props and the assistance of a vengeful spirit, it would really take some effort to kill you."

"But now, slowly wait for death and welcome your end."

Suddenly, a sharp dagger pierced Wings of the Wind God's chest.

His pupils shrank abruptly, and his body stiffened. The movement of waving the whip stopped instantly. Wings of the Wind God couldn't believe it and turned his head to look at Jia Feizhang, who he had been protecting all along.

The balding middle-aged man's lips curled up, his eyes malicious and playful. "Who told you that we came alone?"

"You, you are…" Wings of the Wind God clutched his chest and staggered back. "You are the spirit servant from before. No, you are also a Star Official."

He understood. There were two Star Officials hidden in the yin corpse, two spirit bodies.

One of them had already seized Jia Feizhang's body when he initially possessed him, devouring his soul and memories. The subsequent conversation, as well as all the actions of the man in the peaked cap to withdraw the spirit servant, were all to deceive him, who was hiding by the window.

Jia Feizhang laughed. "Are you sleepwalking when you talk about strategy with a Star Official? Heh, only you fools from outside the territory dare to come to the Second District, not expecting to play with Star Officials like this."

Wings of the Wind God's face was ashen. Ignoring the injury to his chest, he abruptly raised his hands, creating a hurricane that devoured everything.

In the dessert shop, Yuan Zhang Yuanqing pondered silently: the Second District does not produce Night Wanderers. This Star Palace is a talent recruited by Tianfa, and they're also from the Second District.

If it is the latter, is the Star Official from the Taiyi Sect or the Dark Rose?

*Hmm,* can't be so absolute either. Since the Light Compass prophecy was revealed, major organizations have begun to recruit Night Wanderers purposefully.

It is entirely in line with expectations for large organizations from outside the territory to have a few Night Wanderer Star Officials.

"You seem a little distracted?" Cao Qian's beautiful eyes shone as she looked across at him. "Don't tell me you're sleepy."

The shop had already closed for the night, and half the lights were turned off, the other half left for them. The boss, a soup-brewing provincial, was unwilling to work overtime no matter how much he was paid. But the person was not bad, giving the lock and keys to the two of them, telling them to remember to turn off the lights and lock the door, and then grumbling as he left.

The boss knew Cao Qian.

"Don't you know that Night Wanderers are all workaholics?" Zhang Yuanqing looked towards Curry Street. "Your Executive is in danger!"

Cao Qianxiu looked blank, not understanding. Before she could ask, a hurried and solemn voice came from the headset of their team leader, Ziqiang Buxi: "All members assemble. Something happened on Curry Street. Wings of the Wind God is in grave danger. Immediate support."

Cao Qianxiu's eyes widened instantly.

"Received!" Zhang Yuanqing pressed his headset and replied.

Then he looked at the bewildered girl. "During missions, you must maintain absolute calm. No news can shake your mindset, or you'll die." After saying that, he strode out of the dessert shop.

Zhang Yuanqing deliberately said this to establish a mature, stable, and experienced image in front of Cao Qianxiu, making it easier to expose his true level later.

Only then did Cao Qianxiu react and quickly got up to follow him, pulling down the shutter door as she went.

Leaving Curry Street, about one kilometer from the dessert shop, Cao Qianxiu and Zhang Yuanqing arrived at the designated location in less than half a minute at their speed.

It was 1:30 AM, and there were few pedestrians on Tang Street. Half of the district was plunged into darkness, and half was barely illuminated by lights.

In the street full of parked cars, Zhang Yuanqing saw many people gathered under an apartment building, their anxious faces looking up at a certain window.

Lightning flickered in the window, but no sound was heard.

Several young men wearing peaked caps were holding computers. Drones circled above everyone's heads as they struck keys with one hand. Further up were aeromancers gliding on the wind.

Level One aeromancers do not have the ability to fly, but they can glide.

"Judge!" A voice came from above them. Zhang Yuanqing and Cao Qianxiu looked up and saw a figure gliding down from the air on the wind.

It was a girl of about six or seven years old, her face round, still with baby fat, and her eyes extremely bright and watery.

She was wearing a white knit sweater, light-colored slim-fit jeans, dressed youthfully, sweetly, and beautifully.

At this moment, the girl's round, sweet face was filled with anxiety.

"Bai Xue, what's going on?" Cao Qianxiu asked quickly.

Bai Xue Princess glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, not having time to pay attention to him or exchange pleasantries. She grabbed Cao Qianxiu's arm and said urgently, "I heard the team leader say that Wind God Executive's plan was to close the door and beat the dog, imprisoning the culprit in the residence, so as not to hurt ordinary people and to prevent him from escaping."

"But just now, the drone filmed that Wind God Executive was severely injured and in critical condition."

Cao Qianxiu's face darkened. "You're gathered here because you can't break the banishment and can't provide rescue?"

Bai Xue Princess nodded vigorously. "The team leader has already contacted the organization's higher-ups, but… but the feedback is to wait a little longer."

She frowned her delicate eyebrows, stamping her feet in anxiety. "We can wait, but Wind God Executive can't wait. The higher-ups don't know what they're doing!"

As she spoke, several more people gathered around.

Leading them was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a square face, a crew cut, a strong physique, and sharp, clear eyes, giving people a very positive feeling.

Behind him were three people. One was a chubby youth in a black T-shirt, wearing black-framed glasses, his appearance and temperament perfectly fitting the "fat宅" image.

Another was a rebellious-looking teenager with a short ponytail. His features were handsome, but put together, they gave people an uncomfortable feeling, too sharp and too rebellious.

The last was an honest and simple youth, with ordinary features and height, but a burly and thick build.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced over the four people and completed the matching through temperament and appearance, identifying their identities.

"We have already contacted Executive 'Yellow Wind Monster', and he will arrive soon. Don't worry, everyone." Ziqiang Buxi first explained the situation to Cao Qianxiu, and then nodded slightly to Zhang Yuanqing.

"That's great." Bai Xue Princess breathed a sigh of relief. Yellow Wind Monster is a Level 4 Gale Adept. Although he is far from comparable to Wings of the Wind God, he is at least a Saint.

Cao Qianxiu looked around at her teammates and said, "Why is it like this? The organization's higher-ups should have a thorough plan. How could they be so disheveled?"

The team members looked at each other, speechless.

Even Ziqiang Buxi, who had just said that the organization had a natural arrangement, was unable to speak for a moment.

The organization seemed to have messed up. Seeing no one respond, Cao Qianxiu subconsciously looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing looked towards the window. "No matter how thorough the plan, it's equal to an open-book exam for Star Officials. The organization's higher-ups can't come, they must be tied up."

"Never try to ambush Star Officials. In terms of layout ability, no profession in Lingjing can compare to Star Officials. The organization's higher-ups have too little experience dealing with Night Wanderers."

The rebellious siren doctor, Lin Shengshou, snorted, "Hindsight is useless. What's the point of saying this now?"

*Siren* is the Fire Master of the First District, right? No, even more annoying than Fire Masters. Fire Masters speak without thinking, but Sirens are good at provocation.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him. Having been a Lingjing Xingzhe for so long, he had learned to be tolerant. Some professions just speak without thinking. You have to accept it.

At this moment, a gust of wind swept over, and a middle-aged man in pajamas swept through the night sky.

The Anti-Black and White Alliance members below all breathed a sigh of relief, shouting "Executive Yellow Wind Monster."

The middle-aged man looked at the window flashing with lightning, ignoring the members on the street, and spread his hands, causing the surrounding air to boil.

The strong wind stirred up dust and garbage, blowing so hard that the members below could not open their eyes.

Under the control of the middle-aged man, the boiling airflow condensed into wind blades, and the wind blades then condensed into larger wind blades.

In the expectant gazes of Bai Xue Princess and others, the middle-aged executive, Yellow Wind Monster, pushed out with both palms.

"Whoosh~"

The sound of the wind was intense. A wind blade six meters long suddenly slashed out and struck the membrane-like barrier.

The membrane shook violently twice, and then recovered. The wind blade disintegrated into a strong wind.

He failed to break the banishment. A little awkward.

The expectant eyes of the members all solidified, and their expressions also became stiff.

Executive Yellow Wind Monster's face changed slightly.

"It, it didn't succeed?" Cao Qianxiu's face lost color.

The expressions of the members of Group Six became serious.

It was too late to save Wind God Executive. Unless the Alliance Leader could arrive immediately, Wind God Executive would die.

How long can someone in despair last? Gale Adepts are not professions with high defense and high self-healing. It was already not easy for him to last until now.

"What to do? What to do?" Bai Xue Princess was almost crying with anxiety.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's cell phone in his pocket made a "ding" sound. He took out his cell phone and checked the message: "Main body, it has been confirmed that there are no high-level Lingjing Xingzhe lurking around. I have done a good disguise, and Tong Tian Jiao Zhu can appear at any time."

Zhang Yuanqing replied: "Wait for me to break the banishment as a Swordsman, and then you take action!"

The clone replied: "Received!"

Zhang Yuanqing put away his cell phone and walked towards the apartment building. During the process, he opened his inventory and grabbed a two-foot-long bronze sword.

Cao Qianxiu behind him was stunned and shouted, "What are you going to do?"