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Chapter 95: The Demon Hunter's Gift
Chapter 95: The Demon Hunter's Gift
"What is this?"
Shen Yi casually released his sword sheath, having already guessed its purpose.
Sure enough, A Qian's voice carried a hint of sarcasm:
"The Demon Hunter's identification badge."
"Demon Hunter..." Shen Yi had heard this title more than once and had even seen a few of them on Qingfeng Mountain.
"The Demon Hunter's duty is to track and hunt demons, serving the Demon Suppressing Bureau but not bound by its commands. They act independently and are only accountable for results, regardless of the process."
Jiang Chengyun slowly stepped into the room, his expressionless face concealing the silver bell he tucked into his waistband.
The Demon Hunters were not bound by the Bureau's commands.
While they took orders from the Bureau, no one could interfere with their methods, granting them the utmost autonomy. They were only judged by their outcomes, not the means.
This autonomy even extended to the Commander-in-Chief.
And it was a 'can do' situation; if they felt there were more important matters at hand or were simply feeling lazy, they could ignore the task.
This independence applied not only to external matters but also internally. The Demon Hunters were ranked by bronze, silver, and gold bells, but even a gold bell holder couldn't command a bronze bell holder.
This relaxed rule represented the court's unconditional trust in them.
To join the Demon Hunters, one had to pass the threshold of being a Deputy Commander, but they also had to possess core intelligence, a suitable personality, and strength.
"What's the benefit?" Shen Yi withdrew his gaze.
Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun slightly gritted his teeth, while A Qian, with a smile, covered her lower abdomen and leaned back in her chair, "Demon Hunters have direct access to the imperial court. Whatever you desire, as long as the Great Qian Empire has it, we can get it... Plus, there aren't as many rules as in the Demon Suppressing Bureau."
"We only focus on one thing."
A Qian extended two fingers, "How many demon traces you can collect or how many demon heads you can take."
Jiang Chengyun glanced helplessly at his grandmother's fingers and added in a low voice, "You'll also gain access to the largest intelligence network in Qingzhou, and of course, you'll be a part of it."
A Qian jingled her bell again, "With this, you can leave messages anywhere. Deputy Commanders and above also possess similar abilities. Any bell holder nearby can receive the message, and within a hundred li, they can communicate intelligence... But if you want to use it to impress a girl, that's fine too."
"Additionally, it can hold some items for temporary self-defense."
As she spoke, A Qian propped herself back on the table and slowly pushed the silver bell towards him, "Inside, there's the Breath Concealment Technique, Shape Transformation Technique, Qi Seeking and Harvesting Technique, and a little gift A Qian specially prepared for you. Old General Chen said you seem to like this kind of thing. Big brother, do you still need to think about it?"
Her delicate face held a smile, but it seemed a bit odd. Jiang Chengyun also glanced at her with half-lidded eyes.
Both had just spoken of the benefits.
But anyone with half a brain would know that accepting this bell meant facing significant risks.
The silver bell Demon Hunters held a status no lower than Deputy Commanders, but their situations were at opposite extremes.
If the members of the Demon Suppressing Bureau tread carefully on a knife's edge, the Demon Hunters were a bunch of arrogant fools dancing barefoot on the blade's tip.
While they had the capital for their arrogance, the saying went, 'Those who walk by the river often get their feet wet.'
In other words, their feet were never truly dry.
"I probably won't need it."
Under their watchful eyes, Shen Yi casually put away the bell, his gaze calm as if it were just an ordinary trinket.
"...
Seeing this, A Qian and Jiang Chengyun exchanged a glance.
So casual, so nonchalant.
If this ink-robed youth wasn't a fool who couldn't understand, it could only mean one thing.
His arrogance even exceeded A Qian's expectations!
"Are you convinced?"
A Qian patted Jiang Chengyun's arm in response.
"Granny...Ouch!"
Before Jiang Chengyun could finish his sentence, the small hand on his arm twisted sharply.
He glanced at the person beside him and stopped talking.
Indeed, the younger him was excited and agitated, mustering up immense courage before finally accepting that bell.
He was nowhere near as composed as the person before him.
But the difference lay in the fact that before becoming a demon hunter, he had experienced over a decade of life-and-death battles. Even if there was a Golden Bell Demon Hunter Granny, she had never offered any assistance.
Given Granny's temperament, even if she heard the news of his death, she would only laugh and mock his uselessness. At most, she might hide a bit of sorrow in the tears of laughter.
However, within a month of Shen Yi joining the Demon Suppressing Bureau, Lin Baiwei had already sent a message, and Chen Qiankun was taking care of him.
It was hard to say if it was a case of a young and fearless person.
"Big brother, just infuse your breath into it, and once he's done with his business, I'll ask him to show you the ropes."
"Try to learn the contents quickly. It's a bit embarrassing to be intimidated by those stupid dragon dragons with brains soaked in water. If you can't beat the oldest one, at least run faster. Give it a slash on its forehead, and then run three thousand miles like a dog, and on the way back, slaughter its dragon offspring. It's really thrilling; you should try it if you get the chance."
A Qian jumped off the chair, waved her hand, and skipped out of the room.
Jiang Chengyun took one last look at Shen Yi and followed slowly.
Only after walking some distance did he show a hint of dissatisfaction. "Granny, you're giving him the Silver Bell directly. Isn't that a bit unfair to us?"
"Okay."
A Qian raised her wrist and shook the exquisite little Golden Bell. "I'll trade with you."
Looking at the swaying bell, Jiang Chengyun's drooping eyes filled with heat. In all of Qingzhou, there were only three such Golden Bells, and each one represented an existence comparable to a Demon Suppressing General.
In other words, the twelve Demon Suppressing Generals, plus the three Golden Bell Demon Hunters, made a total of fifteen Pill Core Realm experts, who were all the top experts in Qingzhou aside from the Commander-in-Chief.
But soon, Jiang Chengyun suppressed the heat in his eyes. "Let's talk about it after you die, and I've achieved Perfected Core Formation and officially entered the Pill Core Realm."
"Then that's it."
A Qian rolled her eyes. "What use is a broken bell? Can't I give the positions that Chen Qiankun can give? How many demon breaths and vital blood essences are collected inside? How many treasure medicines and martial arts can they be exchanged for before it's considered a skill?"
"Does he have this skill?" Jiang Chengyun looked on with doubt.
A Qian stopped helplessly and looked at him as if he were an idiot. "No, do you really expect a Jade Essence Perfection to do much? Just give him a boost of energy. Tracking and slaying demons is your job, and growing up is his."
The two walked away again.
In a separate courtyard, a quiet room.
Shen Yi sat back on the edge of the bed and took out the silver bell, filled with confusion.
What great fortune had he stumbled upon recently?
He quietly stayed in the room, and then two people came out, delivering intelligence, offering treasures, and even teaching him a bunch of self-defense skills.
That little girl had a mischievous smile on her face, almost making Shen Yi feel a bit nervous.
And the final price was...no price at all? Slaying demons alone was something he had planned to do anyway.
"It's really strange."
Shen Yi shook his head.
He tried to infuse his breath into it.
And just like when he was practicing inner vision, several items suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Several secret manuals recording various techniques.
And the little gift A Qian had mentioned.
A Dragon Core from the Condensation Core Realm, lying there quietly.
(End of Chapter)
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