Inside the wall, young and strong men exhausted their bodies, submerged themselves in wooden barrels, enjoying a hot medicinal bath.

  Chen Ji wiped his hair dry and walked towards his residence with a ceramic bowl full of braised meat.

  Only at the gate of the courtyard, a young man in a black shirt sat casually on the threshold, also holding a bowl and stirring noodles with chopsticks.

  Chen Jinyu stood beside him and whispered: "Lord Shen, isn't it a bit too bland?"

  "It's okay."

  Shen Yi picked up the noodles and slid over to the side, making room for Chen Ji.

  The taste is a bit bland, but it's just for the mood, not really for eating something delicious.

  Chen Ji was savoring the fatty meat, secretly finding it amusing. Shen Daren said that he would freeload and borrow a place to stay, but in reality, he completely ignored everything else. Every day, except for eating and sleeping, he didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the entire Da Jiao Yuan at all.

  I don't even know what position adults hold in the Demon-Suppressing Department.

  It's been so many days and yet no one has come looking for each other at all.

  Under this kind of lazy life, Mr. Shen's mood seems to have relaxed a lot, no longer with a cold face like when he first came, making people envy.

  Just then, the high and somewhat oppressive wall was rarely breached by a loud noise.

  In the midst of chaotic footsteps, figures with intense murderous intent swiftly stepped in, like a dense and dark cloud.

  The school lieutenants in charge of training new students turned their heads to look, and after seeing the attire of the newcomer, they were all struck by lightning, even forgetting to come forward to greet them.

  This dull and uninteresting place, even the local officials rarely come here, but today so many big shots who are normally never seen have arrived in such a hurry, it's simply unimaginable.

  The entire grand auditorium suddenly fell silent.

  Chen Ji slowly opened his mouth wide and stopped chewing: "Lord Shen, what's going on?"

  Shen Yi lazily slurped his noodles, without even bothering to lift an eyebrow: "Don't know."

  Apart from killing demons, his understanding of the Demon-Slaying Department might be no different from Chen Ji's.

  "Lord Shen, they're coming..."

  Chen Jinyu was swept by numerous cold gazes, her whole body tensed up and frozen in place.

  Thousands of newcomers didn't even dare to breathe, watching with wide eyes as the group marched in unison towards a small courtyard in the distance.

  Until they stood still, the crowd dispersed in all directions.

  An old man wearing a dark and shiny black armor walked slowly to the front, looking at the young man eating noodles with complex eyes.

  Many attendants changed their expressions to serious, retreated one step in unison, then knelt on one knee, clasped their fists together above their heads and shouted in unison: "Salute the Great General of Suppressing Demons!"

  The sound is like a huge bronze bell, echoing in the sky for a long time!

  "Hiss!"

  Chen Ji had never seen such a scene before and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. In an instant, he jumped up and slipped away to the side.

  Shen Yi swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, put down his bowl, and as soon as he saw Old Man Chen, he knew that his holiday was over.

  It's a bit unexpected, but this attendant has just been in office for several decades and seems to have been promoted again.

  He brushed off his clothes, stood up and bowed: "Shen Yi has met General Chen."

  Chen Qiankun took a deep breath.

  The original sense of ritual was almost worn out on the way to find this new general.

  The entire Zhēn Mó Sī was in a mess, even ā Qiū had to use the Wàng Qì technique. This little guy actually managed to avoid all the Introspection Methods with ease. And this is happening in Qingzhou City, isn't it exhausting!

  The old man handed over the black armor and red cloak in his hand, saying helplessly: "Quickly accompany General Shen to change into it."

  Two attendants hastily stood up and took over the heavy armor, surrounding Shen Yi as they walked towards the house, as if afraid that the other would disappear in the blink of an eye again.

  The brother and sister stood at a distance, but just slightly closer to these people, they were tightly shrouded in a thick sense of oppression, as if it had grasped their hearts, making them feel suffocated.

  At this moment, all of them were kneeling on one knee, staring at the back shadow of the ink shirt that walked into the house.

  After a long time, when the door of the house was reopened again.

  As the long boots stepped out, the dark armor on the young man's body emitted a faint aura of coldness, paired with his tall and slender figure, making him look even more majestic and awe-inspiring.

  The crimson cloak fluttered and swayed, set off against that pale face, adding a few touches of ferocity to the air of majesty.

  Shen Yi grasped his armguard, and with a slightly awkward twist of his wrist...

  "The more you wear it, the more you get used to it." Chen Qiankun nodded in satisfaction.

  The young man, who had previously been lazy and sluggish, suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, emerging from the demon crowd with a bloody figure, even if he showed a calm expression, it was enough to make people's hearts filled with intense awe.

  "From today on, Shen Yi will be the 13th Demon-Suppressing General of Qingzhou!"

  The old man turned around, his expression becoming extremely stern.

  In about half a watch, the news would spread throughout the entire Qingzhou City and then rapidly extend to even more distant places until all people in the vast twelve counties knew.

  The scene was frozen, with countless faces fixed in anxiety, breathing rapidly.

  They never dreamed that they could see the birth of a demon-suppressing general with their own eyes, as if suddenly being in a legendary story, with a sense of being in a dream.

  "General Shen, have you eaten?"

  Chen Qiankun glanced at the young man with a slanted gaze, seemingly smiling yet not quite, and said: "If there's nothing else, then follow me to meet the General."

  "Okay."

  Shen Yi walked out with a gentle pace, glanced sideways at her siblings and said softly: "I'll go first."

  Chen Ji cleared his throat, and although he thought it was normal for Lord Shen to do anything, seeing the young man in a black armor with a red cloak, looking cold and stern, still made him somewhat stunned.

  He had never seen such a mysterious armor, but he knew what the title of Town Demon General meant to Qingzhou.

  That is the existence of several million people in a prefecture.

  The brother and sister looked at each other as the figures slowly moved away, until all of them had left this place, their line of sight blocked by the high walls.

  The two of them slowly withdrew their gaze, and then suddenly realized that the remaining crowd had all turned to look at themselves, with faces full of incredulity.

  “……”

  Deep within the Zhenmo Temple's government office, a serene and elegant detached courtyard.

  Few guests stayed inside, and they all gathered together.

  Jiang Yuangua sat in the middle of the courtyard, You Longtao stood beside his master, telling about the recent movements of the great demon outside Qingzhou.

  Fang Heng and Bai Ziming were helping their grandmother prepare dinner.

  In the corner of the courtyard, Jiang Qiulan leaned against a large tree with her arms around her, her eyes calm and peaceful, with a pile of wine jars at her feet.

  "Will the Xuanbing Seven Slashing Sword Intent in Shī Mèi's body accumulate too much?" Yóu Lóng Tāo looked at the wine jug with a hint of worry, even though he knew she needed this medicinal wine to dispel the chill, but normally she wouldn't need so much.

  Upon hearing this, a complex expression flashed across Jiang Yuan's face.

  It soon returned to normal and looked out of the courtyard: "Here it comes."

  As soon as the words fell, Chen Qiankun appeared at the gate of the courtyard, nodded slightly to indicate, and then turned around and left.

  After the old man left, Xuan Jia young man walked slowly into the courtyard, neither humble nor arrogant, and cupped his hands towards the only unfamiliar face: "Shen Yi sees General."

  (End of chapter)