Chapter 71 Blood-Class Dossier

“Mm.”

“Speak then, what village is it?”

“Guyue Village.”

“Gu… Yue… Village…”

Dead Fish Eyes muttered, taking out a new piece of paper and writing the three large characters of Guyue Village at the top.

Then he looked at Fang Yue: “Continue, tell me all the details.”

“The detailed events? Then we have to start from Mo Village, which was destroyed by the Black Rain Tribe.”

“Mo Village? Two villages destroyed?”

“That’s right, there’s also Manshui Village, Chaoyue Village, Luoye Village…”

“Wait, hold on!”

Dead Fish Eyes stood up with a whoosh, his face a little panicked.

“A bizarre serial village destruction case? What exactly happened on your side? No… I’ll go get someone first, this isn’t a Black-level dossier at all! This is a Blood-level dossier! A special-class Blood-level dossier that only appears once every few years or even decades! That idiot Yu Baiyi got it wrong!”

As he spoke, he hurried out, leaving Fang Yue and Lin Ling looking at each other.

Not long after, two hurried footsteps sounded, the door opened, and light shone in, causing Fang Yue and Lin Ling to be slightly stunned.

The person who came wasn't Yu Baiyi, but rather Qing Yi Qing Wei, Lord Jun, whom they had met on the road before.

“Are you the ones reporting the special-class Blood-level dossier?”

“It’s them, it’s them.”

Dead Fish Eyes also came out from behind, pointing at Fang Yue and the other, yelling.

The two entered the room, closed the door, and Lord Jun began to inquire.

Fang Yue didn’t mince words and simply recounted the events.

Only when mentioning repelling the Black Rain Tribe did he mention his own contribution.

“With Lord Han’s help, I temporarily possessed the power of a Rain-level strike and repelled the Black Rain Tribe.”

This was the final statement Fang Yue and Lord Han had agreed upon. In any case, it couldn’t be verified, so they could say whatever they wanted.

As Fang Yue narrated, Lord Jun’s expression became increasingly astonished, and the way he looked at Fang Yue became strange.

This child has such strong luck!

The Black Rain Tribe destroyed villages all the way, but when they reached his village, they suffered a loss and retreated in defeat.

As for Lord Han, Lord Jun naturally knew about him.

Or rather, anyone who was promoted to Qing Yi would be given this knowledge, even if they didn't already know.

For example, Lord Han of Guyue Village, Lord Lan of Manshui Village, the ancient formation of Mo Village… These villages with distinctive characteristics and a power ceiling that crushed Qingsi County didn’t need to be observed every moment, but they had to know of their existence.

Otherwise, if a conflict arose one day and they didn’t know the other party’s background, leading Qingsi County to its doom, that would be courting death.

“You mean Lord Han also came to Qingsi County with you?”

Lord Jun was visibly excited: “I want to meet him, can you arrange it?”

“Lord Han instructed long ago that he doesn’t receive guests.”

“…Not even me? I am a descendant of [Tian Lian].”

[Tian Lian]?

Fang Yue found the name somewhat familiar.

He quickly remembered that it was a name Lord Han had mentioned at the city gate before, seemingly a former Qing Yi of Qingsi County.

“Uh, I’ll help you ask Lord Han’s opinion later.”

“…Thank you!” Lord Jun stood up and bowed deeply, his attitude far better than Yu Baiyi’s.

After a pause, he said, “However, the matter you mentioned is of great importance, and we need to investigate it thoroughly before we can officially include it in the dossier. Rest assured, due to the gravity of the matter and the involvement of multiple villages, this special-class Blood-level dossier will be encrypted, and it won’t be easily viewed by others. Once the matter is confirmed, you will be handsomely rewarded.”

“Ah, we still need to investigate… How long will that take? I also have a letter provided by Lord Han to corroborate my words.”

“Let me see.”

Taking the letter from Fang Yue’s hand, Lord Jun quickly read it carefully, finally saying, “Lord Han left a handwritten letter in the Qing Si dossier back then, and I have read it several times. This letter is indeed in Lord Han’s handwriting. This makes it even more credible. Qing Si will give you a reply as soon as possible.”

Alright, it seems they have to wait for notification.

But the news is spreading really slowly.

They had already travelled all the way from Guyue Village to Qingsi County.

As a result, the news of Guyue Village and other villages being destroyed by the Black Rain Tribe had yet to spread.

No…

Fang Yue suddenly realized he had overlooked a problem, which was that the news might have already spread.

It’s just spreading slowly, mostly news of individual villages being destroyed.

After all, not everyone is like Fang Yue, who knows that Mo Village was destroyed, and that the Black Rain Tribe slaughtered villages along the way like a conquering army.

Villages are separated by distance, after all. Some people only went to Mo Village, so they know Mo Village was destroyed.

Some people only went to Luoye Village for medical treatment, so they found that Luoye Village was gone.

As the news spreads, nearby villages will begin to stir, but they will only know that individual villages have been destroyed.

Only when time ferments will people know that the villages around Guyue Village have all been destroyed by bizarre forces.

And if Qing Si takes action like now, to inquire about this matter, with Fang Yue’s information as support, there should be feedback soon.

After all, as long as they go to the nearby villages, they can find out that the villages have been destroyed, without even needing to investigate on the ground.

In this case, Qing Si should be able to gather the information in a few days.

“Well then, let’s talk about Guyue Village and the Black Rain Tribe later. I have one more thing…”

Bang.

The door was kicked open.

Yu Baiyi, looking somewhat flustered, rushed into the room.

Seeing Lord Jun inside, he was stunned for a moment, and fine beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

“Lord, Lord Jun.”

“Bai Qiang, you almost ruined a major event.” Lord Jun frowned slightly.

Thump.

Yu Baiyi knelt down directly, panicking: “Lord Jun, I didn’t know this would be a special-class Blood-level dossier, I thought it was just an ordinary village destruction…”

“Ordinary? Is the disaster of village destruction just an ordinary concept in your mouth? You are too arrogant!”

“…I, I didn’t mean that!” Yu Baiyi looked at the white-robed Dead Fish Eyes next to him for help in a panic, but the latter pretended not to see him and didn’t say a word.

“If you didn’t mean that, what did you mean? The disaster of village destruction is just a line of text on the dossier, a number of deaths. But it represents thousands or even tens of thousands of lives! Sitting in Qing Si, but not understanding the suffering of the people, why are you even in Qing Si? Wouldn’t joining a sect be easier than staying in Qing Si?”

Hearing Lord Jun say this, Yu Baiyi’s face turned pale instantly, as if struck by lightning, his mind blank.

To climb to his current position, he had been cautious, walking on thin ice, one step at a time, to get where he was today.

But he never expected that such negligence would ruin everything!