Volume 1, Chapter 61: Bigshot Lin Yao's Kindness Can Never Be Repaid, Scallion Orange!

Lin Yao had little interest in playing the role of a fire-fighting savior. After all, he was currently in the initial stage of rapidly surging strength and lacked that kind of "with great power comes great responsibility" mindset. In his view, slaying a few more fierce beasts and cutting down a few more otherworldly beings without causing trouble for the Human Alliance was already his contribution to humanity.

Of course, while hunting Purple-Horned Fiends everywhere to frantically level up, if he occasionally happened to save some people along the way and stretch his limbs, it was not entirely out of the question.

As soon as the news spread, the surrounding beast masters instantly became as excited as if they had been injected with adrenaline, their eyes glowing brightly. After all, this matter held three major benefits for them:

First, they could leverage the terrifying strength of the big shot Lin Yao to rescue their friends and family who were currently besieged by the Purple-Horned Fiends.

Second, they could follow closely behind Lin Yao and take the opportunity to explore the treasure hall, perhaps picking up some treasures that Lin Yao looked down upon.

Third, as long as they clung tightly to Lin Yao’s coattails, they would have a good chance of safely evacuating from this extremely dangerous ghost place along with him.

After a brief moment of contemplation, many beast masters could not help but blurt out questions all at once.

"Big shot Lin Yao, can we follow behind you and act together?"

"Big shot, I don't know where the strongest Purple-Horned Fiends are, but I know several places where large numbers of them are gathered!"

"Big shot, please carry us! Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, big shot!!"

"Big shot, save me! My old man is about to hold on much longer over there, don't let me become an orphan!"

Amidst the overlapping voices, the crowd put forward a series of requests.

Some begged Lin Yao to take action and help rescue their relatives and friends trapped by the Purple-Horned Fiends.

Some stared with eager eyes, hoping to trail behind Lin Yao's group in the hope of picking up scraps discarded by him.

Others patted their chests and boasted that they knew the locations of hidden treasures, eager to lead Lin Yao to go treasure hunting.

Regarding the various demands of the crowd, Lin Yao thought about it seriously for a moment and ultimately nodded in agreement to several of them.

Looking around at the expectant gazes of the crowd, he slowly spoke: "If you people know the specific coordinates of the Purple-Horned Fiends, you can tell my subordinate Liang Xiaofei. He is on his way here and will arrive shortly."

"Also, if everyone wishes to follow behind me and move together, that is not a problem."

"When I leave this place, I will also take along any beast masters willing to evacuate with me and leave this area together."

As soon as Lin Yao uttered these words, the crowd of beast masters practically boiled over!

Although he had not satisfied every single messy demand one by one, all three of their core appeals had been granted.

Someone in the crowd didn't know who started shouting "Long live!", and in the next second, the rest of the beast masters excitedly joined in, their roaring voices shaking the heavens:

"Long live big shot Lin Yao!"

"Long live Lin Yao! Long live Lin Yao! Long live Lin Yao!"

"Long live the big shot! You saved my dog's life!"

After all, what Lin Yao was bestowing upon everyone this time was no minor favor, but a genuine life-saving grace. Just imagine, if Lin Yao hadn't stepped in just in time, no one knew how many more people would have died here. Even now, everyone was still enjoying the protective shelter brought by Lin Yao. If Lin Yao were to wash his hands of the matter and ignore them now, or forbid them from following behind, they really might not have been able to leave this small alternate space alive.

After the numerous beast masters traveled a distance behind Lin Yao, Liang Xiaofei and the other two finally arrived tardily. Under the full escort of the Shadow Werewolf, Liang Xiaofei's group had a completely safe and uneventful journey all the way. Not only that, but they had also been thriving in the treasure hall, reaping abundant harvests.

Upon meeting Lin Yao, Liang Xiaofei and the Shen brothers were all radiant with glowing faces, grinning from ear to ear.

As soon as the three approached, Lin Yao instructed the Double-Winged Golden Cicada: "Double-Winged Golden Cicada, tell them what happened here."

"Understood, master!" The Double-Winged Golden Cicada immediately accepted the order. It first organized its thoughts, preparing to deliver a loyalty and gratitude education session to Liang Xiaofei and the other three, so that they would understand that the grace of master Lin Yao could never be repaid with just a few words. As for what exactly had happened here, the Double-Winged Golden Cicada felt it would be enough to just briefly mention it along the way during the educational lecture.

"Ahem..." The Double-Winged Golden Cicada cleared its throat and began to vividly recount the events.

"Just moments ago, the situation in this place was extremely perilous! A large number of beast masters were surrounded by the Purple-Horned Fiends, hanging by a thread and facing imminent doom... Anyway, the matter is basically like that; you just need to know that the grace of master Lin Yao can never be repaid in this lifetime."

"Come, now practice pronunciation with me! This is the etiquette you will need to use when you see master Lin Yao in the future."

"On-ee! Or-ange!"

The Double-Winged Golden Cicada's speech left Liang Xiaofei and the other three completely baffled, staring at each other in blank dismay.

They had understood what had happened here just now. They also understood the principle that a favor could never be fully repaid. But what on earth was with the messy and strange etiquette the Double-Winged Golden Cicada was teaching at the end? And what in the world was that heavily accented dialect?!

Xia Yumeng, who usually loved to argue with the Double-Winged Golden Cicada, remarkably did not chime in this time. Instead, she found this farce quite amusing and immediately echoed in a deadpan tone from the side, "That's right, that's right."

The Double-Winged Golden Cicada immediately corrected her with dissatisfaction, "What 'that's right'? It's pronounced 'dat-z lite'!"

As a result, Xia Yumeng did not let it off easy this time. With a spring in her step, she leaped up and delivered a flying kick, sending the Double-Winged Golden Cicada soaring away, before putting her hands on her hips and continuing to lecture Liang Xiaofei and the trio:

"Without rules, nothing can be accomplished! From now on, whenever you see my husband, you must salute and shout 'Loyalty!' But don't learn that weird accent from the Double-Winged Golden Cicada!"

The Double-Winged Golden Cicada, wobbling as it flew back, muttered softly, "An accent-free life... lacks soul..."

Regarding the mischief of Xia Yumeng and the Double-Winged Golden Cicada, Lin Yao could only shake his head helplessly and ignore them.

Next, as Lin Yao went on a rampage of slaughter within this small alternate space, his reputation gradually spread outward. When these surviving beast masters fled back to Northwind City, boundlessly more people would inevitably hear of Lin Yao's heroic feat this time.

Meanwhile, the Purple-Horned Fiend legion found themselves in a rather awkward dilemma. They had only come to pick up easy gains this time upon receiving intelligence provided by Old Wang. It was said that on the other side of the otherworldly rift lay the so-called "Rose Treasure," along with a large herd of weakling beast masters ripe for the slaughter.

Although the initial attack had indeed been smooth sailing, after encountering the massive resistance put up by Lin Yao, the Purple-Horned Fiend legion began to harbor doubts. Should they dispatch reinforcements to press the fierce attack, or take their profits and hurriedly retreat?