Evil Immortal!

"Fairy Du, Master Kumu!"

Meng Yuan arrived at the Demon-Slaying Hall and greeted Du Caidie and the withered monk who were waiting there.

"It's been a long time! How have you two been?"

These two old friends are still the same as before.

Du Caidie wore a brightly colored silk dress, her face was beautiful and delicate, and she wore some silver headdresses. Although she had a stunning appearance, she gave off a faint aura of danger.

As for the withered monk, he was unremarkable in appearance, dressed in hemp clothes, and looked inconspicuous. Compared to Du Caidie, he gave people the feeling of a piece of dry wood or an inconspicuous stone, simply standing there with a very low presence.

However, in Meng Yuan's perception, this monk was not simple.

He appears to live up to his name, with rough, dry skin and dull eyes, like a piece of withered wood cracked in the desert, unremarkable, lacking moisture and vitality. But in reality, his spirit and energy are extremely restrained, as if condensed into a single point, hidden deep within his body, like an old turtle hiding or a dragon lurking in the abyss.

It appears lifeless and exhausted, but in reality, all its vital energy has been condensed into a single mass, as if something is being nurtured within its body.

Once he achieves success, that will be the time for his transformation.

"Brother Meng, you don't need to be so polite."

Du Caidie nodded gently in response, her expression towards him clearly showing a mixture of shock and complexity.

Half a year ago, he was just an insignificant martial artist, but after joining the Demon Suppression Division, he was promoted two ranks in just a few months, becoming equal to them.

As for his cultivation level, he has now reached the Purple Mansion Realm, surpassing her!

This gave her a dreamlike feeling, as if it were yesterday, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Du Caidie's ability to cultivate to the second-stage Great Perfection at such a young age makes her an undisputed genius in the Gu Dao, and she is quite famous within the Demon Suppression Division.

But compared to Meng Yuan in front of him, it seemed to be nothing.

Therefore, her attitude towards Meng Yuan changed accordingly, and she even started calling him Brother Meng, even though she was several years older than him.

However, in the cultivation world, age is not a crucial factor in determining one's status; cultivation level and strength are.

Meng Yuan was different; not only was his cultivation strength superior to hers, but his cultivation talent and abilities were also enough to overwhelm her.

Meng Yuan noticed Du Caidie's somewhat complicated gaze, but didn't seem to care.

He had a certain fondness for this woman, though it had nothing to do with romantic love. She liked Gu Zhengyang and wasn't his type.

The main reason is that when Meng Yuan was seriously injured by Wu Xingkong at Yinliu River, it was Du Caidie who saved him with her magic. He has always kept this favor in his heart, even though the other party may not care.

However, I can repay this favor to her when I find a suitable opportunity in the future.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk Kumu greets Benefactor Meng."

The withered tree monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Meng Yuan.

Compared to Du Caidie, the withered tree monk was clearly a step ahead in terms of mental state. He remained the same as before, but the way he looked at Meng Yuan was also somewhat unusual.

The Drywood Monk is an ascetic monk, and because of the special nature of his Buddhist meditation practice, he focuses on cultivating his spirit and will. Therefore, both his appearance and the feeling he gives people are like a piece of dry and cracked wood, which is the origin of his Dharma name "Drywood Monk".

But he's not a complete block of wood!

On the contrary, someone who has cultivated to his level cannot be a brainless person.

He felt it more deeply than Du Caidie.

In the eyes of the withered monk, compared to the Meng Yuan of the past who was corrupted by demonic energy and had a somewhat gloomy appearance, the current Meng Yuan had clear features, handsome appearance, and a clean temperament.

It's as if I've undergone a transformation, a complete metamorphosis!

At this moment, his aura was perfectly harmonious and unimpeded, constantly blending with the surrounding world, emanating a faint pure yang energy. This exceptionally pure and refined energy was like the rising sun, giving people a feeling of vigorous and abundant vitality.

Simply standing there, it is like a never-extinguished furnace, constantly radiating vigorous vitality and heat.

Of course, this is also because the monk Kumu's sensing ability far exceeds that of others of the same level, so ordinary cultivators would naturally not be able to detect much of a clue.

"You're too kind, gentlemen. Lord Chiju should have already explained the matter to you, right?"

Meng Yuan got straight to the point.

"Brother Meng, rest assured. Lord Gu has already said that we two should follow your lead, obey your orders, and do our best to assist you in handling this matter."

Du Caidie had no objection to this. Meng Yuan was no longer the same as before; he had the strength and ability to keep the two of them in check.

The withered tree monk remained silent, clearly acknowledging the statement. He was always taciturn, not good with words, disliked fame and fortune, and preferred to work quietly.

Seeing their reactions, Meng Yuan was very satisfied and said, "Very good. Next, you two will take two teams of Demon Suppression Guards and we'll set off immediately."

"Shall we leave immediately?"

Du Caidie and the other person were stunned for a moment.

Gu Zhengyang didn't tell them much about what was going to happen next, only saying that it was related to the Ten Thousand Evil Cave and that Meng Yuan would be in charge of the matter.

"Brother Meng, don't you need to review some files related to the Ten Thousand Evil Cave?"

Du Caidie couldn't help but ask in confusion.

The withered tree monk did not speak, but he also looked at Meng Yuan.

"file?"

Meng Yuan knew what the two wanted to say, but he didn't intend to explain. He simply shook his head and said, "No need."

With that, he left the Demon-Slaying Hall.

Watching Meng Yuan's departing figure, Du Caidie looked at the withered monk, her brows furrowed slightly, seemingly puzzled: "Kumu, what's wrong with Brother Meng...?"

"Fairy Du, since Lord Gu has instructed the two of us to assist Benefactor Meng, then we will simply follow Benefactor Meng's orders."

The withered monk's face was as smooth as a mountain rock, and his expression was as calm as an ancient well.

Du Caidie's expression was somewhat complicated: "Alright then."

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The Demon Suppression Guards are the basic-level enforcers of the Demon Suppression Division. Their daily duties typically include patrolling, investigation, arresting, and slaying demons.

When Meng Yuan first joined the Demon Suppression Division a few months ago, he was a Demon Suppression Guard.

Under normal circumstances, the Demon Suppression Guards responsible for carrying out missions are mostly cultivators, and most of them are martial arts practitioners. At the very least, they are martial arts masters who have achieved some success in their cultivation. The slightly stronger ones are second-tier innate martial arts masters. On weekdays, they do nothing but patrol, reconnaissance, and cooperate with their superiors to carry out missions.

However, Meng Yuan was different from ordinary demon-suppressing guards. His cultivation and strength improved too quickly, almost by leaps and bounds. Moreover, the missions he took were quite dangerous, so he rarely did those daily tasks.

Therefore, he did not know most of the Demon Suppression Guards, and had only met them a few times.

Although Meng Yuan was somewhat unfamiliar with the two teams of Demon Suppression Guards, these Demon Suppression Guards were quite familiar with him.

Because of Meng Yuan's previous actions, he has even become a role model of respect and admiration in the hearts of many Demon Suppression Guards.