Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

Before returning to Da Ri, we still need to settle down in Bai Xi Fang first.

Li Qian bought almost everything he needed in Baixifang.

He selected several bottles of anti-aging and health-preserving pills, along with some martial arts pills best suited for strengthening muscles and bones and nourishing qi and blood, and put them into his pocket.

The necessary talismans were then replenished.

Only after everything was settled did they return to the Great Sun Dynasty.

……

The Great Sun Dynasty, Puyuan County.

He went to the office and found Zhou Lan.

After exchanging only a few words, Li Qian told Li Qian about his desire to participate in the demon-slaying trial.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan was greatly shocked.

"Has Young Master Li already mastered the Subduing Evil and Refining Bone Technique in just a few days?"

His progress is so rapid that it cannot be described as merely genius; it is almost monstrous.

He stared at Li Qian for a long while before recovering from his shock: "Young Master Li... no, Officer Li, your cultivation speed is truly astonishing. In all my years in the Demon Slaying Division, I have never seen another like you."

Li Qian simply smiled faintly.

Zhou Lan could hardly contain her joy; having such a talented person recommended through her own efforts was a great achievement.

He cupped his hands and said frankly, "This matter involves a great deal of information, and with your talent, I am not qualified to make the decision."

"It still needs to be reported to higher authorities and consult with the superiors in the department. It will take two or three days at the earliest, and four or five days at the latest, to get a response."

Li Qian was not surprised by this and nodded, saying it was alright.

He then took out several bottles of pills used for martial arts training and handed them to Zhou Lan as a reward.

When Zhou Lan accepted it, her eyes were filled with even stronger gratitude and awe.

The two exchanged a few more words, and Li Qian mentioned that he would be going out soon.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan immediately asked if they should send a few people from the office to accompany them, so that they could at least have some mutual support.

Li Qian shook his head and politely declined, knowing full well what was going on.

The people from the yamen would only cause trouble and wouldn't do anything to deal with She Zhuyin.

It's safest to deal with such a monster by yourself.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Zhou Lan did not try to persuade him any further.

After a moment's thought, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and ordered someone to bring over a tall black horse.

It was the same horse that Li Qian rode when he was chasing the fox demon last time.

This horse has a strong and robust build, extremely stable gait, and most importantly, it is brave and fearless, having run for a long time and is not afraid of night roads or mountain paths.

Zhou Lan handed over the reins: "Young Master Li, please ride it. It's less strenuous than walking."

Li Qian took the reins and mounted the horse.

Although flying boats are fast, using them within the Great Sun territory is still too costly in terms of spirit stones.

It didn't come from nowhere; every penny saved is a penny earned.

Riding a horse along the way can conceal one's cultivation level, thus avoiding attracting attention unnecessarily.

He took out several bottles of the anti-aging and health-preserving pills he had bought earlier, handed them to Zhou Lan, and instructed him to find a time to send these pills back to the Li family.

Simply say it was a reward bestowed by the Demon Slayer Bureau; there's no need to mention anything else.

Zhou Lan nodded repeatedly in agreement and solemnly accepted.

Take it as a test from Young Master Li.

I promise I will do it perfectly, without the slightest mistake.

Seeing that he had finished explaining everything, Li Qian bid farewell to Zhou Lan and rode out of the city.

……

Outside Puyuan County, twilight descended.

On the official road, there were few pedestrians.

Li Qian rode his horse for more than ten miles, and as the villages and houses around him gradually decreased and the trees along the road became denser.

With a gentle pull on the reins, the horse's speed was slowed down.

After confirming that no one was around, he took out a high-grade tracking talisman from his sleeve.

The talisman paper is reddish-brown with fine white lines on it, gleaming with a faint light.

Li Qian pinched his fingers together to form a talisman, and spiritual power flowed from his fingertips into the talisman.

The tracking talisman trembled slightly, and the patterns on its surface began to meander and move.

With his other hand, he guided the energy of the snake-scale armor.

Extremely fine and faint gray-blue smoke lines quietly merged with the talisman paper.

The talisman hovered in his palm for a moment before stopping and pointing southwest.

Li Qian looked up and saw that the area was covered with dense forest and overgrown grass.

Then he took out two more talismans from the Sumeru Ring.

One conceals its breath, the other hides its form.

After activating all the signals, they proceeded slowly and steadily along the direction indicated by the tracking smoke.

As night deepened, the scenery along the road became increasingly desolate.

……

In a certain mountain gully, dampness and stagnation prevailed.

Deep at the bottom of the ravine were several wooden houses, leaning precariously to the east and west.

The outer perimeter was simply a fence hastily constructed with sharpened wooden stakes and scattered stones.

However, there is a cave on the side of the ravine, with red and black cloth banners hanging above it, obscuring the view inside.

It swayed gently in the cold wind, exuding an eerie aura.

A mournful roar came from the cave.

It was a heart-wrenching scream, but not very loud; my throat was already worn out from all the torment.

As they patrolled the ditch, the bandits with scales on their foreheads heard the commotion, exchanged glances, and revealed lewd smiles.

He even picked up the wine jar, tilted his head back and took a swig, chuckling under his breath, "Master She, you're in high spirits tonight."

At that moment, a male voice came from inside the cave, soft and effeminate, like a snake coiling around the ear.

"You think you're qualified to save people?"

"With skills like that, getting to my doorstep is already a stroke of good fortune!"

The words fell.

Then came another series of intermittent low growls and the woman's whimpering in extreme pain.

Further on, all that could be heard was the sound of something being dragged on the ground.

With a loud bang, something was flung out from inside.

It turned out to be a woman's mummified corpse.

The corpse was naked, its flesh shriveled, as if its blood, flesh, and vital energy had been drained away.

Behind the raised banner, a man was kneeling with his hands bound behind his back by iron chains.

The man was covered in wounds, and his Demon Slayer-style uniform was soaked in blood so that its original color was no longer visible.

The soil and stones below his knees were stained black with blood.

The female corpse had landed just a few feet in front of him.

The man's body trembled, his lips quivered, and he stared intently at the female corpse, his eyes wide with rage.

A moment later, a figure slowly walked out.

The man wore a loose, dark blue robe with the collar half-open, and had naturally prominent sclera (white of the eyes).

His expression was calm, as if he were merely crushing a chicken with his hand.

It was She Zhuyin.

As he slowly straightened his clothes, he glanced at the desiccated female corpse on the ground, a lazy smile playing on his lips, and chuckled at the kneeling man, "Why are you crying?"

"The fact that she was able to serve me, the leader of this gang, is already a blessing she has accumulated over several lifetimes."

Having said that, he turned his head and called out twice, "Someone come here."

"Where have you all been? Get in here and clean this up."

The sound reached them, but no one in the village responded.

She Zhuyin's previously nonchalant expression paused slightly.

He raised his voice a few decibels: "Are you deaf? You dare pretend you didn't hear what I, the gang leader, say?"

At this moment, his hand had already quietly touched the cave wall, preparing for his escape route.

The wind blew in from outside the ditch, causing the hair of the mummified corpse on the ground to flutter slightly.

His pupils narrowed, and he looked up, scanning the village.

"No... the Demon Slayer Division? Or..."

A rough voice came from outside, and She Zhuyin's pupils contracted.

"You filthy, despicable thing! All you do is crawl through holes and run for your life, just like always!"

"You filthy scum who only knows how to leech off women, your head should have been ripped off long ago!!"

She Zhuyin was shocked: "Xiong Hanyong?! You're still alive?!"

Xue Duan, who was bound and kneeling on the ground, suddenly looked up.