Starting Immortality From Slaying Demons And Vanquishing Evil Chapter 108: The Silver Bell Exorcist Arrives - Novel Cool

Chapter 108: The Silver Bell Exorcist Arrives

Chapter 108: The Silver Bell Exorcist Arrives

In the serene room, Shen Yi set down his chopsticks and casually raised his cup in response.

There was no need for polite pleasantries with a straightforward and hot-tempered man like Zhang the Butcher. Some things just needed to be said to ease his mind.

"Huff—"

Zhang the Butcher returned to his seat, a smile spreading across his face.

This time, the Vajra Sect had truly trampled his dignity into the dust.

To be honest, with the other party's current strength, even if he risked his life, what could he possibly do to help?

Yet Shen Yi's attitude remained unchanged, just as it had been back in Baiyun County.

"I plan to take this child and temporarily leave Qingzhou City. We'll stay in a small county for a while, and once we arrive, I'll send someone to deliver a letter to you."

Shen Yi's rise to power was well underway, and with so many people witnessing him backing up Zhang the Butcher, it could be said that as long as he stayed in the city, countless people would be eager to curry favor with him and connect with Lord Shen.

But the hot-tempered man saw things more deeply. He knew this wealth and status were not meant for him, and with people wanting to curry favor, there would also be those who sought to harm Shen Yi. With his current strength, he could easily become a target for others to attack Shen Yi.

"Be careful."

Shen Yi nodded and glanced at Fang Heng beside him, "Why are you staring at him like he's your father?"

"..."

Fang Heng rolled his eyes and sat down as well. If only his parents had been as insightful, they wouldn't have stubbornly clung to that small shop, eventually meeting their tragic end at the hands of demons, leaving only his grandmother and him to rely on each other.

Seeing Zhang the Butcher's relieved expression as he left with the young boy, Fang Heng couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion for a moment.

The Commander was a good master, but he was hardly a capable elder.

"My grandmother said I've changed a lot lately, and I wanted to thank you in person."

Fang Heng sighed, the change being that since meeting Shen Yi, his arm had never fully healed.

Unable to spar with others, his temper had naturally become more restrained.

"Tomorrow."

Shen Yi suddenly realized that since he had met more people, someone in this world actually cared about him.

The feeling was surprisingly pleasant.

The three of them only sipped a few mouthfuls before returning to their rooms to rest. In a world plagued by demons, getting drunk was a luxury.

...

The next day, Zhang the Butcher rose early and left without saying another word. He simply bowed deeply towards Shen Yi's room before departing with the child.

In the morning, Fang Heng entered the courtyard carrying two bags of oranges.

Shen Yi took the Deputy Commander's set of clothing and stored it in the silver bell, changing into the ink-colored long robe he had brought from Baiyun County. He then pushed open the door and stepped out.

"You're planning to leave again?" Fang Heng looked at his attire, realizing something.

Granny Aqian had indeed given Lord Shen the bell.

With such an urgent and hurried demeanor, unwilling to rest, Fang Heng had only seen this behavior in one other person.

"I can't stay in the city forever. I'll just wander around for a bit."

Shen Yi strode towards the courtyard's entrance.

Carrying half a copy of the Essence Condensation Body Tempering Technique and leaving it unused had been itching him.

The two of them soon arrived at the General's Mansion.

Stepping into this place for the second time, Shen Yi's mindset was completely different from the first.

Now, standing there, others would only think he had important matters to attend to, not that he was relying on connections.

"Xiao Yang, just wait a moment. I'll introduce you to a young man."

"Oh... Granny... I'm just here to deliver the salary to Lord Fang. I don't have any other plans."

"Just take a look at him first."

"I still have things to do..."

Several voices in conversation could be heard from within the courtyard, and the girl seemed a bit helpless.

As the two of them stepped into the courtyard, she turned to look at them, her gaze quickly passing over Fang Heng and landing on the tall figure in the ink-colored robe.

"Uh."

Xiao Yang subconsciously sat down on a stool, "Suddenly, I'm free again."

Fang Heng gave her a glance and said indifferently, "Go attend to your business first."

"It's not really that busy... Hey... Don't pull me... Lord Shen! It's me! I'm the one who brought you those martial arts techniques last time!"

Fang Heng walked over and pulled the girl up, and she kept turning back to look at Shen Yi until she finally left the courtyard. Her gaze remained fixed on Shen Yi's face.

"You rascal, can't you be a bit more polite?"

Granny Aqian gave him an annoyed tap before smiling at Shen Yi, "You're here."

"Hmm, I came to see you."

Shen Yi nodded, not expecting that the old man was serious about introducing him to a young girl.

"Quickly, sit down. I'll go and cook for you."

The elderly man loved to ramble, and he didn't understand cultivation matters, so he asked about mundane, everyday things.

Shen Yi didn't mind and sat in the courtyard, attentively responding to his questions.

It seemed that only in this kind of setting could he feel a slight sense of the peace he had in his past life.

Soon it was noon, and a simple meal of congee and side dishes was served. This time, a special bowl of braised pork was made for him.

"Last time, you helped me teach this foolish boy a lesson. He's been much more well-behaved. Eat more, and next time, be a little harsher."

Shen Yi picked up his chopsticks, and under the old woman's eager gaze, he picked up a piece of meat.

The silver bell at his waist suddenly trembled.

Without changing his expression, he chewed and savored the half-fat, half-lean piece of meat, then raised the corners of his lips, "Your cooking skills are truly excellent."

"Is that so? Then eat more." The old woman smiled so widely that she couldn't close her mouth.

"I'll wait for the opportunity."

Shen Yi quickly finished the congee in the bowl, stood up with a slight apology, and bid farewell with a bow.

Fang Heng sensed something and looked up, saying, "Lord Shen, be extra careful."

The dangers faced by the Demon Suppression Bureau's captains on a daily basis were not even a tenth of what the demon hunters encountered.

"It's nothing. You young people are busy. Go and take care of your business, and come back to visit when you have time."

After Shen Yi left, the old woman put away her smile, sat back down at the table, and slapped Fang Heng's shoulder, "I don't know what you're up to, but such a fine young man, if he had a wife waiting for him at home, would he need to risk his life like this?"

"You can't just find someone randomly either." Fang Heng pouted, a rare moment of low-voiced rebuttal.

"That's not wrong." The old woman thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Your senior sister is quite similar to him."

"You mean Senior Sister Lin?" Fang Heng was taken aback and also felt that it made sense.

"No, I mean the prettier one." The old woman winked and whispered, "Both of them look aloof, but they're actually warm-hearted. Why don't you help and play matchmaker?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng shuddered and waved his hands repeatedly, "Please calm down. Lord Shen may look cold, but he's just not talkative. As for Senior Sister Jiang... they're completely different, okay? You must have mistaken her."

Seeing that his grandmother was still unconvinced, he looked around.

Lowering his voice, he said, "I heard from Senior Brother You that when Senior Sister Jiang was young, she encountered a demon disaster. She escaped from a pile of corpses on her own, and when she met her master, she had only a golden silk macaque by her side, also a victim of the disaster. They took turns keeping watch at night and shared a single wheat cake. After escaping from the calamity, she still held onto her optimism."

"Unfortunately, she met her master."

At this point, Fang Heng sighed, "The master took her and the macaque to a courtyard to take care of them."

"Isn't that good?" The old woman was curious.

"Is it?" Fang Heng buried his head and intermittently picked up some pickled vegetables, "The master taught them both martial arts. The macaque practiced the knife, and the senior sister learned the sword... That macaque was also slaughtered by the ape demon, and it had no choice but to escape. You could say they had a life-and-death bond."

"In just a few months, the macaque mastered the basics of knife techniques, and the master bestowed a treasure knife upon it, allowing it to go out and temper itself."

"Not long after the monkey left, the master called the senior sister over and said that the monkey had anger in its heart. On this trip, the first thing it would do is seek revenge. The journey would take no more than a month."

"In one month, after breaking through the initial stage, he would take the senior sister to save it."

The old woman was stunned, "Did they succeed?"

"Of course they failed." Fang Heng's eyes filled with helplessness, "The senior sister only rested for two hours each day, but in the end, she still fell short."

"Of course, these things aren't important."

Fang Heng waved his hand and sighed, "What I want to say is that from that time on, the senior sister never asked about the macaque again, and she even avoided the places it went to. She completely let go of everything and wanted to become the sharpest sword in Qingzhou, not because she was cold on the outside and warm on the inside..."

"But because she truly didn't care about anything."

(End of Chapter)

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