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Chapter 140: Cleaning Up the Aftermath
Chapter 140: Cleaning Up the Aftermath
The secluded valley was in disarray, filled with the pungent stench of blood.
Jingqing Daoist squatted by the Jade Pool, gazing at the blood-stained waters, casually rinsing the mud from his hands.
Chunyang, that old fellow, had buried the body, but he insisted on using his hands. Earlier, he had even tried to stab Yan Xingkong, and now he wore a solemn expression, deep in thought.
Thinking of this, Jingqing Daoist turned his head towards the distant grave, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.
Seeing the tragic state of Yan Xingkong's wife, he felt a bit more understanding towards the bandit leader. If his own loved ones had been treated so cruelly, he might have lost his sanity in a fit of rage.
Unfortunately, understanding was one thing, but the strict rules of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau were in place to prevent more such tragedies. Qingzhou wasn't the only place where someone like Yan Xingkong had a wife.
Fortunately, at least he had the satisfaction of seeing his enemy slain before his very eyes just before his death. This was a blessing that many in the jianghu couldn't even buy with their lives.
He could even be buried with his wife. No wonder he had smiled so contentedly earlier.
"It should be done by now."
Chunyangzi carefully carved a name onto the stone tablet. Even if it was for a dead man, and one who had nearly killed him, this old man would not be the least bit careless in fulfilling his promise.
He firmly planted the tombstone into the grave, then clapped his hands, "Alright, let's go back. Once we return, I'll need to seclude myself for a period of time. I must strive to break through to the Great Success stage of the Two-Element True Intent before my lifespan runs out, fulfilling a lifelong wish."
Hearing this, Jingqing Daoist nodded in deep agreement.
After spending so much time in the mountains, constantly feeling the reverence of his disciples, he had become somewhat lax.
Believing that he had mastered profound true intent techniques and was well-known throughout Qingzhou, he felt content.
Little did he know that there were always people beyond people and mountains beyond mountains. Even a nameless demon beast hiding in a deep mountain formation could render him helpless.
Shen Yi appeared quiet and reserved, but when dealing with demons, he was decisive and efficient, making others tremble in awe.
Such a formidable expert, yet the White Cloud Temple had never heard of him.
Could he be a secret weapon cultivated by the Commander?
Thinking of this, Jingqing Daoist's reverence for the Demon-Suppressing Bureau deepened. If the White Cloud Temple had such a talented young generation, they would want the whole of Qingzhou to know about it, not keep it hidden.
"But...suddenly revealing this secret weapon, could it mean that Qingzhou is about to face a major crisis?"
Jingqing Daoist shook his head, wiping his hands dry, and started walking towards the previous location.
Xiao Qianwei had already dealt with all the valuable demon goods, holding four slender feathers in her hand, half azure and half crimson.
Sensing the profound mysteries within, her eyes sparkled with fascination.
Even after all these years of being a demon hunter, she rarely came across such precious treasures. Unfortunately, these were innate abilities of demon beasts, and forcing them with her inner core's aura only yielded a fraction of their true power.
"Miss Xiao, we should hurry back to Qingzhou," the two Daoists forcibly averted their gaze from the feathers.
"Okay," Xiao Qianwei infused her aura into the silver bell, and soon received a response.
She laughed at herself; if she hadn't been so flustered earlier, this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened. Even Shen Yi couldn't contact her within the Breath Suppressing Array.
A moment later, the youth in the black robe approached from a distance.
Xiao Qianwei didn't sense anything amiss, but the two old Daoists' eyes widened in surprise.
The so-called Dao follows nature, and within Shen Yi's seemingly unhurried footsteps, there was a hint of harmony with nature.
But in the next moment, they detected a hint of malevolence in Shen Yi's fleeting glance... as if there was a faint trace of resentment.
Chunyangzi blinked, suddenly becoming more reserved.
Although he didn't know what he had done to offend the others, it was better to be cautious. Lord Shen could easily smash Hone Jing's head with a palm strike, and his old bones wouldn't be able to withstand such a beating.
Shen Yi quickly composed himself and nodded to the group, "Let's go after you've packed up."
In the corner of his vision, the panel displayed new information.
【Condensation Core. Two-Element True Intent: Perfection】
【Remaining Demon Life Force: 1429 years】
On a palm-sized golden sheet, the engraved text did not exceed two hundred characters.
These old Daoists were so afraid of not being detailed enough that they might not be able to showcase the subtleties of their martial arts, so they created these flashy things.
It took over 1,200 years of the demon's life force, and he wondered if these Daoists could live that long.
He had originally planned to offer a thousand years of condensed demon treasure crystal and try to develop a new demon martial art, but now it seemed insufficient.
"You take these few feathers first, and I'll hand over the rest to be exchanged for Martial Temple cultivation." Xiao Qianwei explained carefully, concerned that they might think she was being greedy.
Shen Yi glanced at the Azure-Red Feathers, seemingly not very interested.
Then, his words left the group stunned in place, "You all divide it according to the demon hunter's rules. I'll just take a share."
"I know you're a Body Tempering Warrior..." Xiao Qianwei worried that he might not understand, so she quickly added, "But for these Crimson Feathers, you can keep them. They also have the effect of nurturing your body and treating injuries."
"I know." Shen Yi lightly nodded, but he still didn't change his mind.
This time, the two Daoists' eyes finally lit up with excitement, and they looked at the four slender feathers that had been swaying gently, emitting a faint glow.
Obtaining martial arts was already a pleasant surprise, but he hadn't expected that even the demon's harvest would be shared with them?
"Lord Shen." Chunyangzi clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, weakly waving his sleeve, "I cannot accept rewards without merit, or I will be ridiculed."
Jingqing Daoist couldn't stop him, so he could only sigh.
Besides the Two-Element True Intent, White Cloud Temple was also skilled in crafting magical artifacts. These precious demon materials were like a treasure tree to a carpenter or a fat chicken to a chef; they couldn't help but tinker with them, or they wouldn't feel satisfied.
"These are Lord Shen's rewards. How can you refuse them?" Xiao Qianwei's eyebrows arched slightly, and she handed over all four feathers at once, then added, "Don't waste these treasures. Craft magical artifacts, keep one for yourselves, and send the rest to the Qingzhou Demon-Slaying Bureau, saying they are for General Shen under Old Master Chen."
Upon hearing this, Chunyangzi's sleeves, which had just fallen, trembled in his palm, but he still reached out again, following his heart's desire, "Thank you for Lord Shen's reward."
A smile bloomed on the Crane-Headed Youthful Face's face.
"..."
Shen Yi indeed didn't quite understand. They could have taken it for free, but now they were working for someone else, and they were still so happy.
If his colleagues from his previous life were all like this, the boss would probably soon replace the employees with a younger sister-in-law.
He rubbed his eyebrows and turned to walk out of the valley.
The benefit of the Body Tempering Technique was that during its cultivation, it wouldn't induce any negative emotions.
However, cultivating these martial arts manuals brought about a dense fog of emotions: despair, exhaustion, and enlightenment, all of which flooded his mind and wouldn't dissipate anytime soon.
(End of Chapter)
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