Chapter 140: Settling the Remaining Affairs

  Inside the valley, it's a mess everywhere, filled with a pungent and piercing smell.

  A Daoist cultivator squatted by the side of the Emerald Jade Pool, gazing at the pool water that had been dyed red by the demonic blood, and casually rinsed off the dirt on his hands.

  This old guy is really something, he not only buries people but also has to use his own hands, earlier he clearly wanted to thrust his sword at Yan Xingkong, now he's putting on a heavy-hearted appearance.

  As he thought of this, the Taoist priest turned his head and gazed at the distant grave mounds, a tinge of sadness flashing across his eyes.

  Having truly seen the miserable state of Yan Xiang's wife, I instead have a deeper understanding of this bandit. If it were my own closest kin being treated so cruelly, my blood would boil and I fear I too would lose all reason.

  Unfortunately, understanding is mutual, and the strict rules of the Demon-Suppressing Department are in place to avoid more such tragedies. Qingzhou also has a wife, not just Yan Xingkong alone.

  Fortunately, at the time of death, he was still able to see his enemy being killed in front of him, which is a beautiful thing that many people in the rivers and lakes can't get even if they pay with their lives.

  Even after death, he can still be buried with his wife, no wonder he was smiling so contentedly before.

  "That should be about it."

  Chunyangzi carefully carved his name on the stone tablet, fulfilling a promise to someone else. Even if it was a dead person, he almost got himself killed in the process. This old man wouldn't have any intention of perfunctorily going through the motions.

  He inserted the tombstone deep into the grave, patted his hands: "Alright, let's go back. This time when we return, I'll definitely close up for another period of time and strive to break through the Two Instruments' True Intention to Great Completion before my lifespan is exhausted, which will also fulfill a wish."

  Upon hearing this, Qing Jing Dao Ren nodded in deep agreement.

  Having stayed in the mountains for a long time, I have been feeling the gaze of awe and reverence from my disciples every day, and unconsciously, I have become more relaxed.

  Thinking they have grasped the profound true meaning and methods, and can be ranked among the best in Qingzhou, they become self-satisfied.

  Little did I know that there are people outside of people, and mountains beyond mountains. A nameless demon hiding in the depths of a mountain's law array can render me so helpless.

  Young Master Xiao Shen appears to be quiet and taciturn, with an extremely low-key appearance, but when dealing with demons, his swift and decisive manner makes people's hearts tremble with fear.

  Such a powerful master, Baiyun Temple has never heard of it before.

  Isn't this the trump card secretly nurtured by General Mo?

  At this point, the Qingjing Daoist's awe for the Demon Suppression Department deepened, and if it were Baiyun Guan, they would be eager to let everyone in Qingzhou know about such a young generation, and wouldn't want to hide or conceal them.

  "Is... suddenly bringing out this trump card, could it be that Qingzhou is going to have a big problem?"

  The Taoist priest shook his head, flung off the water from his hands and stood up to walk back to where he came from.

  Xiao Xiangwei had already disposed of all the valuable demon goods, and now held four long feathers in her hand, half green and half red.

  Feeling the subtlety of it all, her eyes couldn't help but flicker slightly.

  Even after all these years of being a demon catcher, it's rare to see such precious treasures. Unfortunately, as a demon's innate ability, forcibly using inner dan energy to stimulate it can only bring out one or two tenths of its original effect.

  "Xiao Daren, it's best you hurry back to Qingzhou." The two Taoist priests forcibly shifted their gaze away from the feather.

  "Good." Xiao Xianggui infused her breath into the silver bell and soon received a response.

  She smiled wryly to herself, if she hadn't been so flustered earlier, things wouldn't have turned out this way. Now that she was trapped in the Formation of Gathering Breath, Shen Yi couldn't even contact her own people.

  A moment later, the young man in a black shirt walked over from afar.

  Xiao Xiangwei hadn't felt anything out of the ordinary yet, but the two old Daoists had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

  The so-called Tao Fa Zi Ran, Mr. Shen's seemingly unhurried and leisurely pace actually contained a hint of blending into nature.

  But the next moment, they sensed a hint of malice in Shen Yi's slightly cast gaze... as if there was a faint resentment.

  “……”

  Chunyangzi blinked his eyes and suddenly became much more restrained.

  Although I don't know where I offended him, it's still better to be careful. Lord Shen can crush Kong Jing's head with one slap, and my old bones can't withstand his bullying.

  Shen Yi quickly adjusted her mood and nodded at several people: "Let's go after packing up."

  In the void of vision, the panel has undergone a new change.

  Jing Dan. The True Meaning of Liang Yi: Perfection

  Remaining demonic lifespan: one thousand four hundred twenty-nine years

  A palm-sized golden page with no more than two hundred inscribed words on it.

  These old Taoist priests are afraid that if they write in too much detail, it won't be enough to highlight the ingenuity of their skills, so they make up all these flowery and nonsensical things.

  He had used up over 1,200 years of his demon lifespan and he really wanted to know how these Daoists could live for so long.

  Originally intended to take out a thousand-year-old condensed demon crystal, trying to push out another demon martial art, now it's also slightly insufficient.

  "You take these few feathers first, and I'll hand over all the other miscellaneous ones to be converted into Wu Miao Xi Lian for you." Xiao Xiang Wei carefully explained, worried that the other party would think she was being greedy with her gains.

  Shen Yi glanced at Qing Chi's red and green feathers, seemingly uninterested.

  Right after that, his words stunned several people on the spot: "You guys divide the spoils according to the rules for capturing demons, I'll just take one share."

  "I know you're a martial artist... " Xiao Xiang worried that he wouldn't understand, and hastily added: "But something like the Red Wing, if you carry it on your body, also has the effect of nourishing your physique and treating injuries."

  "I know." Shen Yi nodded slightly, but still didn't change her mind.

  This time, the eyes of the two Taoists finally burned with heat, casting their gaze at the place they had been strongly enduring not to look at earlier. The four long feathers swayed gently, emitting a faint soft glow.

  Being able to bring back martial arts is already surprising, who would have thought that even this demon's harvest would have their share?

  "Lord Shen." Chunyangzi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, weakly waving his sleeve: "No pay for no work, it's embarrassing to say it out loud."

  The Taoist priest couldn't stop him and could only sigh.

  Baiyun Guan, apart from being skilled in the Two Instruments of True Intent, was also adept at refining treasures. With such precious and rare materials for demonic artifacts, it was like a carpenter seeing a treasured tree or a chef seeing a plump chicken - not working on them would be unbearable.

  "Governor Shen's reward, you don't have the right to refuse." Xiao Xiangwei slightly raised an eyebrow and handed over all four feathers at once. She immediately added: "Don't waste good things, make them into treasures, keep one for yourselves, and send the rest to Qingzhou City's Demon-suppressing Court with a message saying they are for Old Master Chen's subordinate General Shen."

  Upon hearing this, Chunyangzi's sleeve that had just fallen was lifted again by his trembling palm, and he continued to follow his heart: "Thank you, Sir Shen, for your gift."

  Suddenly, a crane-haired and infant-faced person's face bloomed into a smile.

  “……”

  Shen Yi really couldn't understand it, clearly they could have gotten it for free, but now they had turned into helping others work, and yet they were still so happy.

  If all colleagues from past lives were like this, I suppose the boss would soon be able to replace employees with a younger sister-in-law.

  He rubbed his eyebrows and turned around to walk out of the valley.

  The benefits of Quan Ti Fa lie in the fact that during practice, no negative emotions are produced.

  But to practice these martial arts, the dense confusion, despair, and exhaustion it brings, until suddenly becoming clear, all sorts of emotions rushing up to the brain, is not something that can be dissipated in a short time.

  (End of chapter)