Chapter 22 I'll Wait for Him Here
ntained in that drop of blood.Upon seeing this.Shen Changqing didn't make any move.In his view, Pei Feng's current state is normal.It stands to reason that if you were to recklessly ingest your own bl...Can't beat it.
Then run away.
Compared to one's own life, other things are insignificant.
Zhuang Mingyuan never expected that a small apprentice exorcist would be a congenital martial artist.
This matter.
It was completely beyond his expectations.
Even.
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Zhuang Mingyuan still suspected that the Demon Suppression Office had long been aware of the anomaly in Lin'an City and deliberately sent an Xuan-ranked demon slayer over, disguised as a novice demon slayer, just to lower their guard.
"That's impossible!"
"In that battle, all the Demon Suppression Guards suffered heavy losses. How could they possibly have the manpower to station a Xuan-rank demon slayer in a small place like Lin'an City— "
Even at the very beginning, he expressed some doubts about whether the Demon Suppression Division still had the capacity.
But in actuality.
In Zhuang Mingyuan's mind, the Demon Suppression Division was simply incapable of sparing any manpower at the moment.
Therefore.
When spreading disinformation, he only wanted to lure a few apprentice demon slayers over to their deaths.
After all, apprentice exorcists who can complete the assessment mission are generally at the initial stage of Pulse Opening. Their strength is not weak, but it is definitely not too strong either, just right for Blood Soul to devour and upgrade.
Look out into the martial arts world.
Apart from the Demon Suppression Division having a large number of Meridian Openers, it wouldn't be easy for ordinary sects to produce even a few.
besides.
Martial artists of the rivers and lakes avoid demons and monsters, never daring to approach them lightly.
Even if news of demons spread throughout Lin'an City, those martial artists would be unlikely to come and slay them.
Therefore.
Even the hopes for promotion of Blood Souls were pinned on the Demon Suppression Bureau.
However—
It was indeed beyond Zhuang Mingyuan's expectations that only one apprentice exorcist was sent from the Demon Suppression Division.
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But this also indirectly proves that the Demon Suppression Division is indeed lacking in powerful individuals.
This way.
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Even if an apprentice exorcist is not strong enough to promote a Blood Soul, he can still recklessly allow the Blood Soul to devour more souls without worrying about the Demon Suppression Division sending powerful experts to suppress it.
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Zhuang Mingyuan had planned for everything, but...
It's just a small mistake.
That's Shen Changqing's strength.
He could never have imagined that an apprentice demon slayer could be so powerful.
This is the moment.
Zhuang Mingyuan didn't need to think, he could understand that the blood soul in Guguyuan must have died at the hands of the other party.
A congenital martial artist.
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It's not something that can be dealt with by ordinary low-level ghosts. To kill a congenital being, you would need at least a vengeful spirit to make a move.
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Zhuang Mingyuan fled very decisively.
Only Shen Changqing noticed his actions early on. The moment he tried to escape, Shen Changqing immediately chased after him.
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He did not cultivate light kung fu.
However.
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Even without the ability to use light kung fu.
With Shen Changqing's current strength, his speed is also as swift as a ghost.
The two of them quickly.
They disappeared one after the other into the yamen.
Immediately.
The scene fell silent.
A few guards held torches, looking at Zhao Fang standing there with a pale face, and Zhang Long's decapitated head lying on the ground, stained with dirt. They didn't know what to do.
Seize the traitor!
No matter what Zhao Fang said, he was still an official appointed by the imperial court. The others had served under him for many years.
If we let the other party escape.
They would not dare to do that.
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If Shen Changqing came back and saw that Zhao Fang was gone, and they were just petty officials, they wouldn't be able to shoulder such responsibility.
While they hesitated.
Zhao Fang looked at them, calmly waving his hand: "Go back, you don't have to worry, this official will be here waiting for Lord Shen's return."
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“Zhao—” Someone opened their mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn’t think of what to call him.
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"Let's go!"
Zhao Fang waved his hand and turned to walk towards the inner room.
At that moment.
He seemed to have aged decades.
Watching Zhao Fang's vicissitudes and forlorn figure, the few people present wore complex expressions but didn't say anything further.
Let's go!
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"Have you all gone back"
Very soon.
The originally bustling government office suddenly fell silent.
But the commotion just now had already attracted the attention of the surrounding people, but because there was a curfew, after nightfall, not many people dared to go out on their own.
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On the other side.
Zhuang Mingyuan and Shen Changqing walked one after the other, having already reached outside the city.
Speaking of speed.
John is indeed very fast.
While Shen Changqing was a congenital martial artist, his speed wasn't slow either. Apart from the initial distance he had opened up, the distance between them was now closing rapidly.
Just when the two were less than ten feet apart.
Shen Changqing struck out with a palm, his powerful qi radiating like a heat wave, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.
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Felt the threat behind me.
Without a second thought, Zhuang Mingyuan turned around and struck out with a palm.
Boom——
Two palms clashed in mid-air, Zhuang Mingyuan's strength was indeed much weaker. He was immediately knocked to the ground.
Then.
Shen Changqing's long sword slashed out, aiming straight for Zhuang Mingyuan's head.
"Don't kill me, I can tell you a secret—" Zhuang Mingyuan cried out in terror. The glint of cold light came closer and closer, finally stopping at his neck.
A biting cold.
Let a nameless fear grip Zhuang Mingyuan's heart.
Though he disregarded the lives of others, he was extremely careful about his own.
Or so.
Most of those who sought refuge with demons were extremely afraid of death.
If not for valuing one's life.
They will not pledge allegiance to demons.
Shen Changqing's long sword rested steadily on the other person's shoulder, pressing right against their neck: "Tell me, what secret is it If I find out you're lying, it won't just be a simple death."
I reckon you've heard of the name, Hellfire Prison.
You, a demon like this, if imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison, your fate would be worse than death.
Demon Suppression Prison!
Upon hearing these three words, Zhuang Mingyuan's face instantly turned pale.
How could he not have heard of the name Demonic Suppression Prison
That was a crucial location of the Demon Suppression Division, where countless powerful demons were imprisoned and none ever managed to escape.
It is said to be the Demon-Subduing Hell.
This is a place of evil spirits.
However.
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Though Zhuang Mingyuan was frightened, he wasn't a fool. He forced himself to stay calm.
"I can tell you, but you must swear on the honor of the Demon Suppression Division that after learning the secret, you must release me completely and without harm, absolutely not endangering my life!"
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“Are you threatening me”
“I dare not. I was only trying to secure a chance for survival for myself.”
Looking at Zhuang Mingyuan's resolute expression as if he would rather die than utter a single word, Shen Changqing raised an eyebrow slightly.
“Alright, in the name of the Demon Suppression Division, I swear that if what you say is valuable, I can let you live.”e text you'd like me to translate! I'm ready when you are.Even the cultivation of Shintoism progressed silently, moving from the Eighth Heaven of the Divine Master directly to the Ninth.Nine Heavens...