Chapter 615 - 595: Waiting for an Opportunity, The Role of the Servant Disciples

"All soldiers, hear my command!"

"Close all the city gates!"

"Defend the city!"

The City Defense Commander’s voice rang out above Yu City. This time, it was several times louder than before, a sound that seemed to penetrate to the very marrow of one’s bones.

The amplification effect was also increasing, its results growing more pronounced.

Yang Chan could feel it. Before, the boost had increased his strength by an ounce or two, but now it felt like a full pound—a tenfold increase.

Although this was still a trivial amount to Yang Chan—less than even the faint boost from his Ox Demon Martial Seal—it was an extra perk. He wasn’t one to complain about a freebie.

However, Yang Chan wasn’t happy about this free power boost. On the contrary, his expression was grim.

’Closing the city gates... aren’t they cutting off my only chance to leave Yu City?’

The Cyan Yuan Sect’s garrison was near the north gate, which was also relatively close to Purple Mountain, but it was far from the south gate. It would take Yang Chan some time to get there.

He hadn’t even considered the east and west gates. The Alien Race’s current positions were closer to those two gates, and their vanguard was advancing at high speed to surround the city.

Heading toward either of those gates would almost certainly mean running straight into them, which was just suicide.

As for the north gate, only an idiot would even consider it.

Therefore, the south gate was his only option.

But now, following the City Defense Commander’s command, all four of Yu City’s great gates were closing. Yang Chan wouldn’t make it in time.

Up on the city walls, numerous commanders stood guard, led by a Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster. At this moment, they were all part of a military formation, moving as a single, cohesive unit.

This also squashed Yang Chan’s idea of climbing over the walls to escape.

If he caught their attention, he wouldn’t be fighting just one person. He would likely be executed right there on the wall, which would be an even more pathetic end.

He could have lived a while longer, but instead, he’d end up as a sacrificial offering to rally the troops.

"Sigh!"

Yang Chan let out a low sigh. He could only hope the people of Yu City had the same skills as the ones who fought alongside the Grand Ancestor of Great Zhou against the Jin Meng Empire.

They had used special military formations to withstand the aftershocks of a battle between Martial Saint Level experts.

Yang Chan later learned that the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty had still suffered heavy casualties, but the special military formations had proven somewhat effective. At least many people had survived.

"Let’s go. Back to the Sect’s garrison!"

Since he couldn’t leave, Yang Chan stopped trying. Once an opportunity was missed, it was gone for good.

It was only a matter of time before the Alien Race surrounded Yu City. If he couldn’t get out at the first opportunity, there would be no getting out at all.

If he went out now, he would face the assembled vanguard of the Alien Race.

Rather than going out to die alone, it was better to lie low and wait for a new opportunity.

’If Yu City can’t hold, I refuse to believe every single one of these soldiers will fight to the death. When that time comes, with others taking the brunt of the attack, I can use the chance to slip away from the rear.’

’As long as I’m not surrounded by a horde of the Alien Race or targeted by one of their Martial Saints, I still have a good chance of escaping safely.’

After all, he still had a life-saving trump card up his sleeve. At a critical moment, it would surely be of help.

’What rotten luck. If only I had left a day earlier!’

Yang Chan sighed inwardly. If he hadn’t wanted to check on the Cross-Realm Teleportation Array, he would have left the Purple Void Secret Realm long ago.

He had also been curious to know just how powerful a True Divine Level expert was and what strange properties their power possessed.

The corrosive remnants of the True God’s power had turned a land rich with Spiritual Qi into a barren wasteland where nothing could grow, rendering the abundant Spiritual Qi useless. It had been an eye-opening Experience for Yang Chan, but right now, he wished he had never witnessed such power.

But it was a little too late for regrets.

"Let’s go!"

Yang Chan looked toward the Sect garrison in the distance and spoke to Han Bingyu beside him.

’It’s too late now. The only option is to hide among the crowd and quietly play the part of a weak Pharmacist. I can’t be conspicuous, or I’ll attract unwanted attention.’

Returning to the Cyan Yuan Sect’s garrison was naturally the best choice and a relatively safe location.

As he neared the Cyan Yuan Sect’s garrison, Yang Chan’s movements, while still agile, lost the ethereal swiftness they had before. He once again reverted to being an ordinary Pharmacist with little Combat Power.

Han Bingyu, being closest to him, clearly noticed this change, but her expression remained impassive, as if she hadn’t seen a thing.

The longer she followed Yang Chan, the more secrets Han Bingyu discovered he was hiding. However, she buried them all in her heart, never speaking of them to outsiders or letting on that she knew.

Sometimes, when she noticed a problem, she would even take the initiative to help erase the tracks.

For instance, when she accidentally discovered that Yang Chan wasn’t actually in the Cyan Yuan Sect during his seclusion, she continued to arrange for guards but forbade anyone from entering his meditation chamber. If anyone had other ideas, she would make them understand the consequences, nipping any potential trouble in the bud.

To everyone else, Han Bingyu remained oblivious.

She knew that if Yang Chan didn’t tell her something, he had his reasons, and she wouldn’t press him for answers.

"Pharmacist Yang, I’ve finally found you!"

"The Hall Master is back! He told us all to gather. If things go south, we’ll leave together!"

A Steward from the Cyan Yuan Sect spotted Yang Chan approaching and came over to him.

This was the same Steward Yang Chan had sought out earlier to ask about the situation at Purple Mountain. Seeing that Yang Chan was safe and sound, the man let out a long sigh of relief.

The Law Enforcement Hall Master had ordered him to look after Yang Chan—it was a direct order he dared not disobey!

"Then let’s all head over."

Yang Chan was a little surprised that the Law Enforcement Hall Master had made it back alive, but he kept his expression neutral.

After all, the Steward had mentioned earlier that the Law Enforcement Hall Master had sent people to investigate Purple Mountain and had then followed them himself.

’But judging by the current situation, the Law Enforcement Hall Master probably didn’t get too close. He must have sensed something was wrong and returned to Yu City, which is how he escaped the disaster at Purple Mountain.’

’He’s got good luck and a tough hide!’

"Alright!"

The Steward followed behind Yang Chan, and together they entered the Cyan Yuan Sect’s garrison.

The deeper they went, the more Cyan Yuan Sect Disciples they saw heading toward the central courtyard of the garrison.

Everyone was headed to the same place. There was a decent number of people, but the ones he saw along the way didn’t have high Cultivation.

In fact, there were quite a few Servant Disciples. They had also been gathered, a clear sign that all available forces were being consolidated.

Normally, in the eyes of the Cyan Yuan Sect, Servant Disciples weren’t even considered true members. Their Combat Power was completely overlooked because Servant Disciples who hadn’t even grasped Power had Cultivation that was too weak and Combat Power too poor to be of any use.

But now, with the Alien Race besieging the city, they could serve a purpose. Even if they couldn’t kill any of the aliens, perhaps they could hold them back for a short time, buying more time for everyone else.

This thought flashed through Yang Chan’s mind and lingered.