908 Lend A Helping Hand And Hope For A Reward (1/2)

Following a wave of drawn-out laughter, three people stepped out of the dense forest from three different directions. One of them spoke with a sonorous voice, which rang like colliding steel, ”The Demiurge-Flawed Ten indeed. Being Raiders of All But God, your tactics are impressive and your killing decisive – you allow no hidden threats!”

Lan Ruojun squinted his eyes and said, ”Who are you? You know that we're the Demiurge-Flawed Ten, but do you think that we're the Raiders of All But God as well?”

The leader of the trio scoffed and replied faintly, ”Could I be them if the two of you aren't?”

Lan Ruojun took in a breath and uttered, ”It was you who directed, or perhaps, threatened, the Steel Castle men to find fault with us, wasn't it?”

He was no fool.

The Steel Castle men were not opponents of their level, yet they had rushed in to seek death. There must be a reason, it was only that he had yet to figure it out.

”What difference does it make whether it's me or not?” said the man, ”They're already dead. And you, Raiders of All But God, are responsible for the blood debt of dozens of lives!”

”We're not Raiders of All But God!” Lan Ruojun's expression slowly turned icy.

The trio chuckled maliciously at the same time.

Breathing in simultaneously, Lan Ruojun and Ren Qingkuang's hands slowly went to their weapon's grip.

Ren Qingkuang uttered coldly, ”You're right – we are Raiders of All But God. Let's skip all the nonsense!”

As soon as he spoke, he charged like a tornado, entangling himself with the trio who had pounced as well, with a holler.

”Who are the ten people?” asked Yun Yang while the fight began.

”The ten of us…” Shi Wuchen looked worried as he answered, ”Enchanting Young Master of Dark Fog, White Blade That Counts Wild Madness, Green Robe of No Dust, Yellow-Cored Orchid Summons Regality; Purple Gowned of Dreamy Nobility, Golden Hand Raises the Hawk; Vicious But Not Due to Triviality, Power of Star Stains the Great River; Nine Serenities Engulfs the Fallen Moon, Day Long It Shines Warming the Sun.”

”These are the Demiurge-Flawed Ten of the past.”

Shi Wuchen laughed depreciatingly and said, ”We're all quite famous individually, but our capability and support are lacking. It's inevitable that we end up being the whetstone. It's only a matter of time…”

”Winning the Demiurge-Flawed Ten title enables one to be ranked as the central or true teaching disciples of the black Celestial Luck Banner… The so-called Demiurge-Flawed Ten is nothing but whetstones pushed by the sects – how laughable…”

Flashes of a forlorn sadness stained Shi Wuchen's gaze as he recalled his past encounters. How similar these two men, who were being attacked under a wrongful accusation, were to him! Their attackers were disciples of Celestial Luck Banner schools too.

Yun Yang then asked, ”Then these two men before us must be White Blade That Counts Wild Madness, Ren Qingkuang (轻狂qīng kuáng also means mad or maniacal), and Yellow-Cored Orchid Summons Regality, Lan Ruojun (兰lán stands for orchid while 君jūn means monarch), right?”

”That's right. It's them. Other than sharing a similar temperament, the reason these two fellows are always together is that both are them quite particular about… cough – cleanliness…” Shi Wuchen expressed his distaste implicitly.

Chuckling, Yun Yang understood the message between the lines and replied, ”Let's just say that they're both clean freaks. Anyone with eyes can see it. It isn't the worst. I like being clean too, it's just that I haven't reached the level of being freaks.”

What else could the pair be if not intense clean freaks when they could keep their clothes clean despite being in a bloody storm-like battle?

”Who are the rest?” asked Yun Yang.

”Young Master of Dark Fog, Shi Bujia (佳jiā– good, fine),

Violet Robed Golden Needles, Wu Menghuan (梦幻mèng huàn – dreamy, fantasy),

Gold-Hand Scholar, Tie Qingcang (擎苍qíng cāng – raises or holds a hawk high up),

Vicious Physician, Ping Xiaoyi (小意xiǎo yì– petty, trivial),

Star-Souled Saber Knight, Luo Dajiang (大江dà jiāng – a big river),

Serene Soul of Nine Springs, Kong Luoyue (落月luò yuè– fallen moon), and