An inconspicuous attic inside the Zhenmo Temple's government office.

  It's already late at night.

  Inside, it is still brightly lit, with occasional bursts of laughter.

  Behind a low table, Ah Qian's face was filled with an unusual serious expression, holding a brush and leaving line after line of words on the gilt-edged book.

  Jiang Chengyun stood silently behind her, looking at Grandma's focused expression, then glanced at the scribbled handwriting that resembled a crawling earthworm, and subconsciously looked away.

  Still remember that when he was young, he also wrote beautiful characters.

  Following Xiao Yue Yao Wang for a long time, even holding chopsticks has become somewhat unfamiliar.

  Dozens of demon catchers were full of Jianghu aura, lining up without stopping. The girl giggled and teased her colleagues: "Are you going on a picnic? Three demonic auras, all in the Jade Liquid Realm, how dare you come back?"

  "None of your business."

  The man rolled his eyes, picked up the copper bell from the table, and walked out of the pavilion.

  Saw a strange face head-on.

  He stopped in his tracks with some curiosity and asked the young man, "Brother, you look unfamiliar, are you new here?"

  Only to see the girl who had previously spoken sarcastically waving her hand, it was none other than Lin Rou who had not been seen for a long time: "Lord Shen, you're back too?"

  Shen Yi nodded towards the man and then stepped into the pavilion.

  "Adult?" The man was stunned and stood still at the door, followed by Ah Xuan and Jiang Chengyun simultaneously raising their heads.

  "Back again, how can you not even give a greeting." Jiang Chengyun squeezed out a slight smile, making the other demon catchers instantly stunned, it turned out that this heart-higher-than-the-sky Jiang Lao Da was actually not expressionless.

  "Just back." Shen Yi walked to the end of the team.

  Ah Qian pinched the brush and dipped it in ink, facing so many people, didn't pretend to be tender anymore: "You come over directly, anyway they are chatting enthusiastically, and don't care about this moment."

  To be honest, she didn't expect Shen Yi to join in the fun. It's only been a short time since he went out, less than two months at most. I guess he was impatient.

  According to Jiang Chengyun, a young man in Yong'an City beheaded three tiger demons and even had the presence of a Dan-stage cultivator.

  Changing to an ordinary solidifying dan method would be more than enough.

  The old woman's words fell, and the remaining demon catchers made way for a path, but their eyes couldn't help but reveal a few more doubts.

  Cutting in line is nothing, but they must have something to show for it, that's all they recognize.

  As Shen Yi walked up to the low table, Jiang Chengyun reminded him, "Take out the bell."

  Immediately afterwards, a silver bell with a flowing light was placed on the table by the young man.

  Under the flashing silver light, the demon-catchers subconsciously held their breaths, only Lin Rou was smiling secretly, as if she had expected it, since she was shocked once before, naturally she also wanted her colleagues to have a taste of this.

  "But..."

  Lin Rou cast her gaze on the table, she was also curious, after the young man escorted Xiao Da Ren away from Yong An City, whether there were any other gains along the way.

  A Qian didn't say much and made a single-handed seal with her hand.

  Only saw the silver bell on the table slightly tremble.

  Then it spun around in circles with a "dripping" sound.

  “……”

  Lin Rou and the demon catcher were both somewhat stunned.

  There is a reaction, what about breathing?

  Jiang Chengyun furrowed his brow and swept a glance around them.

  Under his gaze, everyone else suppressed their desire to discuss and only dared to exchange surreptitious glances.

  Seeing this, Jiang Chengyun slowly withdrew his gaze.

  Shen Yi joined the demon-hunting team for how long before he beheaded a Dan Yuan realm demon, and yet this group of lazy people still dared to question his qualifications.

  He nodded slightly and comforted him: "It's okay, you've only been with us for two months, and you're still not familiar with the Qi gathering method."

  As soon as this was said, the demon-catchers who had originally not planned to say anything suddenly showed a few points of strangeness on their faces.

  Two months, unskilled in qigong, silver bell.

  When these three things happen to the same person, it's easy for them to think of bad things and even affect the foundation of the demon catcher.

  “……”

  Ah Qian smiled calmly, as if she had seen through everyone's thoughts, and quickly pressed another spell.

  Let these little guys see for themselves, the silver bell they gave out isn't something just anyone can hold.

  The silver bell vibrated slightly.

  The next moment, the whole attic was lit up in red!

  The strong smell of blood pierced everyone's nostrils, and their expressions instantly turned into a dull stupor.

  Only a dense mass of demonic blood was visible, as if due to the excessive number, it was too lazy to count clearly, and it was done with a casual toss inside.

  A faint smile was frozen on her small face.

  A slight tremble of the brush in his hand, a few drops of ink fell on the manuscript.

  Jiang Chengyun's face twitched uncontrollably, struggling to maintain his composure, but the hasty movement of stretching out his hand to separate the essence and blood still exposed his inner panic.

  The first is the essence of the three open-minded little monsters.

  Then there were four strands of heart's blood belonging to a young Dan boundary demon.

  The five strands of demonic blood that had been separated from the Dan realm's demon king.

  "......" Jiang Chengyun encountered this situation for the first time, as the Demon Realm's level increased, the amount of Qi and Blood actually grew more and more, how did it feel like it had turned around?

  He stared at the remaining thick blood gas, his expression gradually becoming numb and dull like others.

  Four strands of blood energy floated quietly in the air, each representing a name that shook one side.

  Even among them, there is one who is extremely familiar... Shan Jun of Xitai Mountain?!

  Things have just begun.

  When all the vital energy is stripped away, what remains is that one strand of vitality.

  The others had not yet reacted, Jiang Chengyun stumbled backward, staring at the strand of blood: "Who is this?!"

  A Qian put down her brush and closed her eyes, remaining silent for a long time.

  It's as if there is a calm surprise in my heart.

  But the two small hands on the table were clenched tighter and tighter.

  She finally spat out the name: "Bai Lu."

  That is an existence entangled with the Twelve Demon Generals and the Golden Bells for hundreds of years.

  At this moment, it is quietly floating in the air, as if a slightly stronger wind could disperse it.

  Ah Qiang used to think that the demon catcher and the Demon Subduing Department were two completely different existences. They didn't dare use people, but the demon catchers dared to. They worried about harming their own interests, but the demon catchers weren't afraid.

  But at this moment, the sword had become sharp to an unimaginable degree!

  It's as if it would stab its own throat and others' at any moment!

  In the silent attic, only the young man in black remained as calm as before, but with a crimson aura that made the silver bell on the table lose its luster.

  "What can I exchange for it?"

  He just cares about this.

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyun suddenly recalled the expression on his face when he walked into the main hall from outside in Yong'an City two months ago, which was surprisingly similar.

  His eyes stared fixedly at the young man, his teeth clenched tightly.

  In those eyes, a thread of madness quietly emerged.

  (End of chapter)