Chapter 115: On the Warship (Part-14)

When Wang Zongyao had first rushed into the aerial battlefield, he had clearly seen the scene below.

The warriors from the Skull Warship had erected a trestle bridge between the two ships. Countless masked warriors, all possessing the strength of Exalts, had surged across it like a black tide, pouring into the Void Warship.

With that many masked warriors, even the Western Mansion Exalt experts would struggle to hold the line.

As for the candidates… they stood no chance at all.

And his daughter was among them.

Without Ryan’s protection, how could she possibly survive such a slaughter?

Yet now, Ryan had abandoned the ship, appeared here in the sky, and was fighting alongside him.

This made no sense.

With his mind in turmoil, Wang Zongyao instinctively glanced toward the Void Warship.

That single glance left him completely stunned.

The deck of the Void Warship was littered with corpses, all of them masked warriors. Not a single masked enemy was left standing. Apart from the candidates themselves, there was no one who could threaten them anymore.

The trestle bridge that had once connected the two ships was gone. In its place was a vast expanse of scorched black and gray, as if something terrifying had burned everything away.

Even more bizarre was the Skeleton Warship.

It was eerily silent.

From a distance, it looked as though the ship had been emptied entirely. Not a single masked warrior could be seen on its deck.

What… had happened?

Wang Zongyao’s mind was filled with questions.

At that moment, Ryan spoke calmly, as if everything were perfectly normal.

“Uncle Wang, I came up to help you. Go down and rest. Leave things here to me. Bi’er is safe below, waiting for you.”

Wang Zongyao froze and looked again toward the Void Warship.

Sure enough, Wang Bi’er was sitting safely there, together with several members of the Li Clan. Compared to the surrounding chaos, she looked completely out of place.

Her white dress was clean and spotless, without even a speck of blood. Her expression was calm from beginning to end, showing not the slightest trace of panic. Her dark hair was neatly arranged, not a strand out of place.

Not only was she unharmed, but she also looked… perfectly fine.

The Li Clan members beside her were the same. Even Mu Xianling stood quietly there, clean and composed.

Then Wang Zongyao looked at the other candidates.

Every single one of them was battered. Torn clothes, bloodstains, messy hair, and fear still lingering in their eyes. They looked as if they had just crawled out of a nightmare.

Only Wang Bi’er and the few people around Ryan stood apart from this scene, as if they had never experienced the disaster at all.

The contrast was too stark.

Wang Zongyao felt as if the world had turned upside down. He had only been fighting in the sky for a short time, yet everything below had completely changed.

“Li Wei…” Wang Zongyao frowned deeply. His doubts piled up until he could no longer hold them back. “Li Wei, what exactly happened to my Bi’er?”

“Huh?” Ryan was momentarily stunned.

What happened?

Wasn’t she sitting there just fine?

Ryan did not understand why Wang Zongyao would ask such a question. Thinking that Wang Zongyao might be worried about something else, he immediately said in a serious tone, “Uncle Wang, I can swear on my character that I did my utmost to protect Bi’er. I didn’t slack off even for a moment. She didn’t lose a single hair. Look, isn’t she sitting there properly?”

As he spoke, Ryan even pointed toward Wang Bi’er to make his meaning clearer.

Wang Zongyao slapped Ryan’s hand away and said helplessly, “That’s not what I mean. I’m asking why Bi’er’s clothes are so clean, and why her hair isn’t messy at all.”

“Huh?” Ryan was stunned for the second time.

He stared at Wang Zongyao, completely confused.

Did this man want his daughter to be disheveled and filthy to feel reassured?

Was this really a father?

“Uncle Wang, I don’t quite understand you. Isn’t it good that Bi’er is fine? Why would you want her clothes dirty and her hair messy? Let me make this clear first: I’m not that kind of person.” Ryan raised his hand solemnly, as if swearing an oath.

“Go to hell,” Wang Zongyao snapped, glaring at him. “I’m not saying her condition is bad. I’m saying it’s too good. Look at the other candidates. Which one of them isn’t covered in blood or torn up? But your Li Clan people, the Mu Clan girl, and my daughter all look spotless.”

He paused, then added sharply, “And just now, I clearly saw countless masked warriors rushing onto the Void Warship. How did they all disappear in the blink of an eye? Tell me, what happened?”

Ryan finally understood.

“Oh.” He nodded, enlightenment dawning on his face. Then he smiled and replied casually, “I promised Uncle Wang that I would protect Bi’er. Of course, she wouldn’t lose even a single strand of hair. What kind of state would that be otherwise? With me there, no masked warrior could get near her. The same goes for my Li Clan and Miss Mu.”

“As for those masked warriors…”

Ryan paused deliberately, then smiled faintly. “I killed them all.”

He said it lightly, as if he were talking about sweeping dust off the floor.

“What?”

Wang Zongyao’s eyes flew open as he stared at Ryan in disbelief.

There had been at least two hundred masked warriors on that Skeleton Warship. If not even more.

And this youngster… killed them all?

A sharp intake of breath escaped Wang Zongyao’s lips. His heart surged like a stormy sea as he looked at Ryan, his gaze filled with shock and awe.

At that moment, he knew.

His earlier decision had been absolutely right.

Making friends with Ryan was the most correct choice he had ever made.

This young man was simply monstrous. His strength was terrifying beyond reason.

Killing Upper Exalts in two moves. Wiping out so many Exalt-rank masked warriors single-handedly.

Was there anyone else in the world who could do such a thing at this age?

“Uncle Wang,” Ryan said again, smiling gently. “Go down and rest. Leave things here to me.”

Wang Zongyao finally came back to his senses. He nodded slowly, then looked deeply at Ryan. He patted Ryan’s shoulder and said earnestly, “Li Wei, you’re very good. I’m extremely optimistic about you. If you can, help the other examiners as well. They’re all members of Western Mansion. Since you’ll be part of Western Mansion in the future too, try to save whoever you can.”

“Don’t worry, Uncle Wang,” Ryan nodded firmly. “I’ll save them.”

“Good.”

Reassured, Wang Zongyao gave Ryan one last look, then flew downward toward the Void Warship.

Ryan turned his gaze back to the aerial battlefield and smiled with quiet confidence.

“Of course I’ll save the Western Mansion examiners,” he murmured to himself. “After all… every enemy here is my experience.”

Ryan’s figure flashed as he cut through the air, streaking across the sky like a sharp blade unsheathed.

In his eyes, the warrior warriors from the Skeleton Warship were no longer human beings. They were walking bundles of experience, humanoid monsters stuffed to the brim with value.

And toward such enemies, Ryan felt no hesitation, no pity, and certainly no restraint. He never slaughtered the innocent, but toward enemies who sought only destruction, his heart was as cold as steel.

Gripping the Afterimage Sword, Ryan locked onto the nearest battle circle.

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