Facing bullets flying from behind, several Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultists quickly turned to block them.
Seizing the opportunity, Jing Yuan and Gu Xiao surged forward in front of the Slaanesh Cultists.
At this moment, the formation blade in Jing Yuan's hand had become a sword.
In the relatively cramped Nightclub, using long‑handled weapons was somewhat inconvenient.
After the formation blade transformed into a long sword, Jing Yuan shifted from his previously brute, domineering assault to a refined yet lethal attack.
Gu Xiao brandished her twin blades, her attacks opening and closing wildly, a gust of wind trailing her and generating a massive suction that prevented the Slaanesh Cultists from retreating; several were struck by Gu Xiao.
In contrast, they couldn't even brush Gu Xiao's hem.
Gu Xiao moved like a wisp of breeze—her trail elusive, yet perfectly able to evade their attacks.
It was as if every enemy strike was already within her foresight, allowing her to counter before they even acted.
Jing Yuan multitasked, controlling two bodies in perfect coordination; blades and swords danced alternately, leaving the Slaanesh Cultists no chance to retaliate.
Earlier, those Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultists had assumed that, with so many of them joining forces, they could take down Jing Yuan and Gu Xiao—the leading students.
But now they realized they were gravely mistaken.
Although both were only in the later stages of Captain Rank cultivation, their strength placed them among the elite of the Colonel Rank.
Among them, none even reached the later Colonel Rank, making it impossible to contend with the two.
Their endeavors in the White Night Empire had only just begun, and they hadn't yet cultivated many capable followers; otherwise, they wouldn't be so passive.
In the blink of an eye, another Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultist was split in half by Gu Xiao, while another was dismembered—a limb severed by Jing Yuan.
"Everyone, assemble! Eliminate these two first."
Realizing their certain death, one Colonel Rank received a direct command from the Slaanesh Cultists to have the others encircle Jing Yuan and Gu Xiao.
After the order, the other Slaanesh Cultists turned to charge, but how could the other students possibly give them that chance?
Not to mention the issue of credits, and they couldn't even imagine what they'd face upon returning if their opponents fled during the battle.
Their performance here would be recorded by the badges hanging on their chests.
No one wants to endure Wu Lei's friendly extra training.
"You think you can surround me? I'm not alone; if you want unfairness, you need the ability to back it up."
Without support from the other Slaanesh Cultists, they couldn't last long under Jing Yuan and Gu Xiao's onslaught.
With a mournful cry, the last Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultist was cleaved by Gu Xiao.
After slaying several Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultists, Jing Yuan chose not to join the remaining fight.
He surveyed the Nightclub's layout, then guided his two bodies to opposite corners, occupying the high ground.
Each wielded a blade‑gun; whenever a classmate was in danger, they fired a shot.
The already disadvantaged Slaanesh Cultists, upon seeing their leaders slain, saw their morale plunge further, and were cut down by the eager‑eyed students.
"Credits, credits—these are all credits!"
During the fierce battle, one after another, the Slaanesh Cultists were slain, turning into credits; the cold cult became a string of warm numbers.
After a while, all the Slaanesh Cultists in the Nightclub had been exterminated.
"Clear the battlefield and see if there are any other gains."
Following Jing Yuan's orders, the students began rummaging through the Nightclub.
At that moment, Jing Yuan suddenly heard a wail of sirens from outside.
"Everyone fighting inside, listen up: you are surrounded. Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately."
This Slaanesh Cultist stronghold was located in the Red Light District of the White Night Empire's capital.
Such a place is normally ill‑suited for hiding; after all, anyone aware of the Slaanesh Cultists' habits would immediately sweep the Red Light District.
However, with Lain, the leader of the City Guard, providing cover, the Red Light District became the Slaanesh Cultists' safest haven.
Coincidentally, the Nightclub had previously been open to the public.
The soaring music, the ambiguous atmosphere, the over‑the‑line contact, and the thrill of the forbidden—what could be more conducive to decadence than this place?
Because the Star Sea Academy students were too ruthless yesterday, the Slaanesh Cultists decided to wait until the heat died down before emerging, so the Nightclub remained closed to the public today.
For that reason, there were no ordinary people in the hall, which inadvertently saved Jing Yuan and the others a lot of trouble.
The Red Light District has many entertainment venues; the Nightclub being closed doesn't reduce the crowd.
Earlier, those Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultists, upon realizing they weren't up against Jing Yuan and Gu Xiao, considered breaking out to seize a few hostages to threaten the duo.
But Jing Yuan, in his male body, had already anticipated this and blocked their path, while Gu Xiao, in her female body, activated Storm Body, subduing all the Colonel Rank Slaanesh Cultists.
Any other Slaanesh Cultists with the same idea were blocked and cut down by Jing Yuan as soon as they approached.
Regardless, the battle inside the Nightclub immediately drew the Red Light District's attention.
At first they thought it was just a clash between two gangs—a common occurrence in the Red Light District.
To do business here, one must have enough influence to hold the territory; otherwise, they'd be taken down within days.
When a group of enforcers grows strong enough, it gradually becomes a gang.
Conflicts between the two gangs frequently erupt over market share.
Thus, when people learned of the fight in the Nightclub, not only were they unafraid; many members of other gangs rushed over, hoping to profit.
But as the battle intensified, those outside realized something was amiss.
In a mere Red Light District, which gang could possibly house such Colonel Rank elites?
For the gangs of the Red Light District, Colonel Rank is the pinnacle; each boss oversees several establishments.
These big shots are like the anchoring pillars of the gang, rarely acting rashly.
Could there be more than ten gangs fighting inside? That's absurd.
A tiny Nightclub couldn't possibly cram that many people, right?
Only the boss is fighting? That's even more absurd, and the Red Light District couldn't muster that many Colonel Ranks.
After realizing something was off, the leaders of several gangs conferred and chose to call the police.
The reason they survive here is that they know the rules and stay within them.
When the Red Light District detects an unidentified force fighting, reporting it is a sure thing.