I became a saint through my son's boasting.

That noon, Bu Qingshan and his son were having lunch.

Today he made braised pork ribs, which looked and smelled delicious. The father and son ate the meat, while the big yellow dog lay under the table gnawing on the bones.

"Sir, this is the place."

Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out from outside the door, and then the courtyard gate was kicked open forcefully.

A group of footsteps rushed into the courtyard.

Bu Qingshan frowned, then put down his chopsticks and walked out of the room.

At this moment, a large group of people dressed in black flying fish robes stood in the courtyard, each with a cold demeanor and a chilling aura.

Standing at the very front were a middle-aged man in a flying fish robe and a man dressed as a county magistrate.

"Hmm? Xu Changfeng?"

Bu Qingshan instantly recognized the man; he was the original owner's classmate, but the two had broken off their relationship many years ago.

Back then, the two traveled together to Qingzhou City to take the provincial examination. On the way, they encountered demons. In their moment of danger, a fairy-like woman descended from the sky.

It's Chen Xiyao.

The original owner and Chen Xiyao fell in love at first sight, but Xu Changfeng also liked Chen Xiyao and even tried to morally blackmail the original owner, hoping that he would withdraw.

The original owner of this body naturally could not agree to this, so the two became enemies.

Surprisingly, after all these years, the other party still holds a grudge.

"Xu Changfeng, wasn't he the assassin you hired before?"

Bu Qingshan asked coldly.

A hint of guilt flashed in Xu Changfeng's eyes, but he quickly retorted confidently, "Nonsense! I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Bu Qingshan took in his momentary panic, confirming his suspicions, and then sneered:

"It's okay if you don't admit it, I don't need you to admit it."

After saying that, he walked step by step toward Xu Changfeng.

"presumptuous!!"

Just then, the middle-aged man in the flying fish robe shouted, "I am the commander of the Demon Hunting Division! Do you think I don't exist?!"

Bu Qingshan looked at him and said calmly, "It's a good thing for you to pretend you don't exist. Step down."

"Damn it, seize him!" The middle-aged man in the flying fish robe roared in fury.

"Clang clang clang!"

Instantly, long swords gleaming with cold light were drawn from their sheaths. These were demon-slaying swords specially made by the Demon Hunting Division, exuding a chilling aura.

More than a dozen people rushed towards Bu Qingshan at the same time. They were all centurions of the Demon Hunting Division and cultivators of the Iron Bone Realm.

"Thump—"

Bu Qingshan stomped his right foot, and a powerful impact spread out, causing these people to cough up blood and fly backward, like fairies scattering flowers.

"Damn it, you're asking for it—"

Before these people even landed, the middle-aged man angrily drew his sword, but just as he raised the sword, he was patted on the shoulder.

"Bang!"

This seemingly casual slap contained terrifying force, slamming his body into the ground like planting rice seedlings.

"puff!"

His body was in the soil, his head was above ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You...you're a cultivator at the Innate Realm?!"

The middle-aged man cried out in terror.

It’s over.

We've hit a brick wall.

"I've already said it, it's a good thing that I'm pretending you don't exist."

Bu Qingshan glanced down at him, then walked towards Xu Changfeng.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Xu Changfeng, pale-faced, stammered as he backed away, "Bu Qingshan, we were classmates! Have you forgotten our past friendship?"

"Friendship?"

Bu Qingshan retorted sarcastically, "What kind of relationship could possibly make you repeatedly send hired assassins to try and kill me?"

"this......"

Xu Changfeng's face turned ashen, and he finally gritted his teeth and shouted, "Bu Qingshan, do you really have to be so ruthless as to kill us all?!"

"No one is perfect, everyone makes mistakes. Even if I wanted to kill you before, you didn't die, did you? Since that's the case, why be so aggressive?"

"Back then, your teacher praised you for your broad-mindedness and tolerance. Now, where is your tolerance? Are you going to disappoint him?!"

He resorted to moral blackmail.

Bu Qingshan gave him a sarcastic look and sneered, "Then I'll tell you today, that old man has misjudged you!"

After saying that, he slapped it, and his innate qi transformed into a silver hand with a diameter of five meters, which crashed down with a thunderous roar.

"No--"

Xu Changfeng roared in despair.

"puff--"

With a muffled thud, his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"hiss!!"

The commander gasped, and the bodies of those lying dead in the courtyard began to tremble uncontrollably.

It's too cruel.

"Please spare us, senior! We were just tricked by this scoundrel into coming here to investigate a case. We had no intention of harming anyone!"

The thousand households were terrified and begged for mercy.

Even the centurions who had been lying dead dared not continue to lie there; they all got up, knelt on the ground, and trembled.

"Get lost."

Bu Qingshan stomped his right foot, and everyone was sent flying, crashing outside the courtyard. The commander was also shaken out of the ground and landed outside the courtyard.

"Thank you for sparing my life, senior!"

Everyone clasped their hands in a gesture of respect, then hurriedly turned and left, scrambling and stumbling away.

"Master, why don't you kill them?"

The big yellow dog came over and asked.

Bu Qingshan said calmly, "They can't be considered purely bad people. Everyone has a single thought that can make a difference. They are just a group of ordinary people."

"Moreover, with so many of them entering Xinghua Village in such a grand manner, they must have been seen by many people. If they all die... it will be quite a problem."

If he kills so many people from the Demon Hunting Bureau, it would be an open act of defiance against the imperial court, inevitably leading to its encirclement and suppression.

Of course, he could run away, but if he did, the villagers of Xinghua Village would suffer because of the Baojia system of collective responsibility.

He can't let his fellow villagers down.

As for killing Xu Changfeng, that was a minor matter. After all, he had no background and was just a low-ranking official. The court wouldn't make a big fuss about it.

Even a master at the Innate Realm has some face to lose.

At this moment, outside Xinghua Village.

The group of demon hunters mounted their tall horses and rode along the official road, once again displaying their imposing presence.

Passersby would stand by the roadside with their heads down when they saw them, not daring to look at them at all; some even knelt on the ground.

"My lord, that despicable county magistrate is dead. What are we going to say if the higher-ups ask?"

One of the hundred households asked.

Qianhu was filled with anger at the thought of that man, and sneered, "So what if he's dead? That kind of despicable person, who even betrayed his classmates, deserved to die!"

"That's true, but we still need to give him an explanation when we get back. After all, even if he's a low-ranking official, he's still an eighth-rank official in the imperial court."

Baihu said in a low voice.

Qianhu waved his hand without hesitation: "That's simple. Just say that he was eaten by the demon while chasing it, and his body was never found."

Baihu was stunned: "Uh... what about the demon?"

Qianhu said calmly, "The demon was too powerful. We fought a fierce battle but failed to defeat it, and it escaped."

Baihu's eyes lit up. This reason worked! They were all injured and covered in dirt today, so it didn't seem fake at all.

"Then...should we report that senior's matter?"

Baihu continued to ask.

Qianhu pondered for a moment, then frowned and said:

"Logically speaking, since they spared our lives, we should help them keep it a secret, after all, they live in seclusion here and don't want to be disturbed."

"But...we are, after all, people of the imperial court. If our superiors ask us about it, it would be a serious crime to fail to report what we know."

"How about this, we won't say it proactively. If the higher-ups insist on asking, we'll just say that there's a Xiantian expert living in seclusion here. As for the real cause of death of that useless county magistrate, we won't mention it, lest we cause trouble for you, senior."

"yes!!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.