Deities: Starting From Goblins

“The city-protecting array has the ability to repair itself. It got blown up directly, can it be repaired?” Logan’s proud voice echoed in the sky, and the golden light gradually faded from the Spirit Stone Lion beside Jake Wexler, finally turning back into a stone lion and falling down.

The city-protecting array had disappeared just like that. Everyone in the city rejoiced at having survived the catastrophe. They had all thought they would die today but never expected such a reversal of fortune. Everyone sighed with emotion, yet had much to say.

Originally affected by the corpse bone of the Sanctuary Powerhouse, Jake Wexler sobered up at this moment. His head was bursting with unbearable pain. The memories of what had just occurred slowly returned to him. It was like he was possessed, thinking about it now made him shudder.

“Originally, I just wanted to be Lord, I never thought about destroying a city.” Jake Wexler regretted and felt pain. Luckily, all of this was resolved by Logan, otherwise, he could not imagine what would happen if he became ruthless under the influence of the devil.

He came down from the sky, walked step by step to Sandy Wexler, and knelt down: “I’m sorry, I caused this big mess. My hundred years of planning are unforgivable. As the Lord, you can punish me whichever way you see fit, I will have no complaints.”

“Your resentment comes from misunderstandings of the past. But you shouldn’t have harbored secret speculations, you should have asked me earlier. Perhaps, today’s scenario wouldn’t have occurred. Unfortunately, a mistake led to more mistakes, the lives of tens of millions in the city were almost at risk.”

With a deep sigh, Sandy Wexler looked melancholy: “Even though Logan stopped everything, it has still occurred and cannot be undone. As the Lord, I must punish you severely. You are sentenced to stay in the Capital City for three hundred years to reflect on your sins!”

“My cultivation is ruined. So, although the city of tens of millions of people is now calm, what if there is enemy interference? When I need you, you can… come out of the prison, settle various issues to repent for your sins.”

“As for three hundred years later, I assume your lifespan would be nearing its end.” Sandy Wexler said seriously, actually, he also had some responsibility for this event as the Lord. He failed to guard the mechanism of the city-protecting battle efficiently, hence giving Jake Wexler an opportunity.

Jake Wexler calmly accepted Sandy Wexler’s punishment: “Your cultivation is broken, but the foundation is still there. It will take a few decades to recover your Dantian. This life, although it’s hard to reach the Saint Seat, it’s easy to return to a Half-step Saint Seat.”

“I am willing to guard the city for decades. When your cultivation is restored, I will end my life to atone. You don’t want to kill me because of past sentiment. Actually, I also have an idea. I don’t want to embarrass people. When the time comes, I’ll give myself a quick release.”

Jake Wexler knew that his sins were heavy, and Sandy Wexler’s way of punishment was already magnanimous. Although he was sentenced to labour for three hundred years, it was also for his protection from the tens of millions of people in the city.

At this moment, Logan coughed and walked over: “Lord, for the Spirit Gathering Array, I spent all my savings – three million spirit stones. And, however you look at it, I did save your lives. You must compensate me, Array Masters are in desperate need of spirit stones.”

“You saved the lives of tens of millions of people. As the Lord, I must not deal unfairly. I will give you ten million spirit stones as a reward, and I owe you a big favour. As long as you are in this territory, I am at your disposal.”

Sandy Wexler paused then spoke solemnly. Logan waved his hand to decline the offer and said that only a compensation of spirit stones would be enough. As for saving the entire city, that was just a matter of mutual aid.

Facing Logan’s refusal, Sandy Wexler stressed each and every word of his promise. Regardless of Logan’s thoughts, he would make a genuine gesture. If he didn’t, wouldn’t it be disrespectful? Besides, ten million spirit stones were not difficult for him to procure.

Sandy Wexler wanted Logan to stay for a few more days, but Logan just smiled faintly and said: “No need, the life of a cultivator is meant to be spent traveling and gaining experiences. Now that this city is free of troubles, I plan to leave early tomorrow morning without any attachments.”

Originally, Sandy Wexler wanted to insist, but in the end, he didn’t say a word. The freedom to travel and gain experiences is undoubtedly the greatest happiness for a cultivator. If he didn’t have the responsibilities of a lord, he would also wish to be as carefree as Logan.

“I’ve always been curious about something. To which power do you belong?” Sandy Wexler asked. Logan was simply too young, these years he had seen many geniuses, and people Logan’s age were mostly at the Transcendent Tier strength, even the talented ones were at most ordinary Throne holders.

However, Logan was different, his strength could compare with a Half-step Saint Seat Strong One, how many could reach this realm? Furthermore, not just his peers, even those hundred years older than him would unlikely achieve that amount of power.

Logan coughed a little and said with a bitter smile: “As I said before, I have no sect, no school, I’ve been journeying with Bart Cloud.”

Sandy Wexler didn’t believe it. How could a loose cultivator without any sect be so strong? He sighed with a wry smile, assuming that Logan just didn’t want to tell. He imagined Logan’s sect must be enormously powerful, so great that even as the lord of a city, he was not entitled to inquire.

Thinking about it, it must be so. If not, it wouldn’t be possible to cultivate such a talented youth like Logan. Sandy Wexler even had an intuitive feeling that with Logan’s cultivation speed, he might be able to compete for the Saint Seat in a few decades.

The battle came to an end, Logan and Bart Cloud returned to their inn. But the streets were too noisy, everyone was overjoyed for having survived the catastrophe, making it difficult for a tired Logan to rest.

A crowd gathered at the gate of the Lord’s Manor, clamoring: “Severe punishment must be imposed on Jake Wexler! This is the only way to calm the anger of the tens of millions in the city. We hope the lord can give an explanation, let all of us watch Sandy Wexler descend to Hell to relieve the hatred in our hearts.”

“Everyone, please don’t make haste, go back home first.” Sandy Wexler said helplessly: “As the lord, I will administer justice in handling this matter. As for Jake Wexler, he will undoubtedly be punished. But I need to consider the fairest result.”

Trusting in the lord, the crowd dispersed. Sandy Wexler gave a sad smile. It seemed that unless Jake Wexler was killed, the people in the city would not agree. Now that the turmoil had just subsided, power was stirring. He needed to use Jake Wexler’s cultivation as a deterrent.

Moreover, having known Jake Wexler for many years, he was confident that Jake Wexler had repented. A three hundred meter long time was considered to be a fair punishment. Sandy Wexler put this matter behind him after a long thought. The most immediate task was to repair the damaged houses and properly accommodate the thousands of casualties. All treatment costs should be taken care of by the Lord’s Manor.

The next morning, a new day began. The streets began bustling again, as if the life-and-death experience of the previous day never happened. However, there were quite a few new faces in the city, presumably sent by other lords to investigate.

Logan stretched and bought some breakfast. Since he planned to leave the city with Bart Cloud later in the day, he decided to take a good stroll and buy some essentials, like various herbs that could be used to make elixirs.

One must admit, this city was prosperous with a dazzling display of herbs for sale. Logan had already received the ten million spirit stones from Sandy Wexler, and he was spending freely on a large number of herbs, soon his storage bag was filled to the brim.

Just as the two were about to leave, someone blocked their way: “You seem to have a lot of spirit stones with you. How about making a friend and parting with some?””