Astral Apostle
chapter-547

Only their chief was so rash to actually have the courage to block the flood. If it were an ordinary person, they would have long been swept away and washed to death.

Ignoring the lackeys, Zhou Jing spat out a mouthful of sand, feeling troubled.

The fourth apostle, Chen Feng, was fierce, but he still existed within the scope of human strength. He was also a martial artist who did not have many magical methods. He had really not reached the realm where his fleshly body could withstand the pressure of the river.

Just the short period of time when he erupted with all his might just now had consumed a lot of energy. If not for the fact that he had jumped out in the end, the Martial Path Aura would have been exhausted in a few seconds and he would have been swept away.

After all, his energy attribute was not at a very high level yet. Moreover, when he unleashed his full strength, the consumption far exceeded his usual combat strength. The difference in speed was like the difference between a faucet and a high-power pump.

Because the explosion was too intense, Zhou Jing could not help but feel a faint pain in his body. His muscles felt sore and weak, and his meridians were slightly damaged.

"Most of the moves I'm using now are martial arts from this world. Although I can also circulate the Martial Path Aura, it's not compatible after all… If I want to maximize the power of the Martial Path Aura, I still need the advanced Martial Path Battle Techniques of the main world."

Zhou Jing felt helpless as this thought flashed through his mind.

The Supers Academy placed too much importance on taking things step by step. Every level of Supers Knowledge required one to pass the prerequisite test before it could be imparted. If only they practiced the "force-feeding" method of education, then Zhou Jing would have crammed his entire mind full of it!

Zhou Jing took a deep breath and suppressed his distracting thoughts, before he called for everyone to gather the materials. Then, he carried all kinds of earth, rocks, and plants and entered the water on both sides of the hole to fill the dike, trying his best to reduce the rate of the hole expansion.

As long as he did not face the flood, with his physique, he could still stand. His efficiency in filling the dike far exceeded the soldiers beside him.

If someone was swept away by the water, Zhou Jing could also quickly save them. He would bear the greatest responsibility.

The group buried their heads and got to work.

Although they knew that it was a drop in the bucket, when they saw Zhou Jing taking the lead, everyone gritted their teeth to salvage the dike. Although they were so tired that their bodies were sore, they did not complain.

After a long time, the sound of water suddenly sounded not far away, as if a large group of people was wading in.

Zhou Jing and the others looked up and saw a group of villagers in ragged clothes holding farm tools like hoes and wooden rakes. There were about 300 of them.

"Who are you people?"

Zhou Jing frowned and asked.

A strong man walked out of the crowd. He was a little uneasy, but he still cupped his fists and asked loudly, "Is this Chief Chen Feng, known as the Dragon King?"

"That's right, it's me." Zhou Jing nodded.

The burly man was delighted and hurriedly explained, "Greetings, Chief Chen. It's like this. We originally planned to escape, but on the way, we heard that Chief Chen was coming to Dingbo Mouth to deal with the flood, so we formed some local teams and came to see if they could help…"

After hearing his story, Zhou Jing understood.

The other group of people he had sent back to the mountain to ask for help were worried that it would be too slow to go back and forth, so they spread rumors on the way and informed all the villagers they encountered that their chief was going to Dingbo Mouth to provide disaster relief. They were in urgent need of manpower and asked for help.

Under the word of mouth of these villagers, this matter spread rapidly.

There were many martial artists in Huyang, and there were many hot-blooded people. Even if the government used the five strategies to deal with many villagers, there were still people who escaped in the wilderness. Moreover, with Chen Feng's recent actions, many people had escaped the government's supervision again.

When they heard that Chen Feng could not even be bothered to fight and directly rushed to provide disaster relief, many villagers immediately slapped their thighs and decided to pull up the local villagers to help!

No matter what, Huyang was everyone's hometown. This concerned their future survival. Even Chen Feng, who had been suppressed by the Imperial Court, had gone to provide disaster relief immediately, so many people could not ignore it.

To the villagers, they might not dare to kill in war, but they could still help with hard labor!

When Zhou Jing heard this, he was immediately a little gratified. He did not stand on ceremony and said loudly, "Everyone, you came at the right time. We're short of manpower. You should have all been taught martial arts by my Dragon King Stronghold and not sickly people. Hurry up and come over to help."

"Alright!"

"Chief Chen, don't worry. We farmers don't have anything else, but we have strength!"

The villagers perked up and did not delay. They rolled up their sleeves and started working. Under Zhou Jing's orders, they joined in the operation to mend the dike.

As time passed, more and more locals arrived. The scale of the disaster relief crowd slowly increased, and the shouts were endless.

However, even though many people worked in the rain together, the flood did not decrease much.

It was not easy for everyone to repair the hole. Every time they tried, it was washed away by the surging river again and again, making it difficult to maintain.

Just as everyone gritted their teeth and held on, a figure quickly flew over from the sky and stopped in the air.

Seeing this person's appearance, the expressions of the bandits and many commoners changed drastically.

"Perfected Master Windwalker!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and hurriedly climbed ashore. They stared at Ling Fengzi in the sky, their faces filled with vigilance and fear.

This guy was from the Imperial Court. Could it be that he had specially appeared at this moment to stop them from providing disaster relief?

Ling Fengzi slowly landed and floated on the river. He ignored everyone's hostile gazes and spoke,

"Everyone, don't be afraid. I'm here to help you provide disaster relief."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

At this moment, a small leader of the stronghold spat and cursed,

"This dike was dug up by you soldiers. Your goal is to drown Huyang. As a dog of the Imperial Court, why did you come here to pretend to be benevolent? Do you want to bewitch the people?!"

When the locals heard this, they were shocked. They only knew that the flood had erupted, but they did not know the whole story.

"What? The flood was done by the Imperial Court?"

"The soldiers are actually so vicious?"

The villagers went into an uproar.

Ling Fengzi's expression did not change as he slowly said, "I don't know the whole story. I'm just here to help on account of the common people, not to cause trouble… This Daoist is doing so because I want to."

The sub leader wanted to curse again.

However, Zhou Jing stopped him and nodded, "Since you have such thoughts, it's a good thing. I'll have to trouble you."

Seeing that the Chief had expressed his stance, everyone gave up.

Zhou Jing paused for a moment and gave him a look. He deliberately asked, "However, digging a dike and drowning is your commander-in-chief's plan. If you help us, how will you explain it to the Imperial Court when we return? In my opinion, the Perfected One's ability is extraordinary. Why should you work for the dog emperor? Why don't you just go up the mountain and join us? Wouldn't it be satisfying for you and me to fight every day?"

Ling Fengzi understood and shook his head in refusal, "There's no need for Chief Chen to worry. I'll inform His Majesty about this matter personally. Helping with disaster relief is only for the people. It has to do with the path I cultivate. After this, you and I will still be enemies, not friends."

"What a pity…"

Zhou Jing smacked his lips, seemingly in pity.

Zhou Jing was not surprised by Ling Fengzi's sudden arrival, because this was a long-range summoning signal he had issued.

There was a connection between the Astral Apostles. In the same world, they could locate each other and summon the other apostles from afar, making them move towards them. However, they could not give detailed instructions… This meant that they could only call people over and could not remotely control the other apostles.

If he wanted to give detailed instructions, he still needed to come into close contact.

Because the water disaster was urgent, in comparison, it was more important to resolve the disaster here first.

As for what Ma Zhen thought, it was an insignificant matter to Zhou Jing… After all, why would he compete with a dead person?

"Then please restrain the flood and help us."

Zhou Jing spoke.

Ling Fengzi received the signal and flew into the sky again, his eyes flickering with green light.

Wuwuwu—

A wind with a faint green light gathered from all directions, forming a wind vortex in the sky.

In the next moment, the surging wind seemed to have turned into a wind wall and suddenly smashed into the flood.