In the Demon Suppression Division: Crimson Words Nurture the Blade, Slaying Demons to Prove the Dao

A night wind rises.

Wei Zhaoting and the others lit a bonfire; some roasted meat, while others rested.

A figure was moving back and forth not far away, clearly indicating danger near the sentry post.

"Boss, why don't you put aside your personal grudges for now?" A weasel-faced man approached Wei Zhaoting, his face full of obsequiousness. "Don't chase after that guy surnamed Wei anymore..."

"Yeah, boss, if all else fails, we'll help you get revenge after we hunt down a Xuanlan Wolf Demon."

"Yeah, boss, it's not that the brothers aren't being fair. You know how many years we've been preparing for this test."

"..."

Everyone had their own version of events, but they all shared the same meaning.

Hurry up and kill the Xuanlan Wolf Demon, complete the Demon Suppression Division's assessment, join the Demon Suppression Division, and become a swordsman.

Yes, as martial arts practitioners, they could only pass the test by hunting down a Xuanlan Wolf Demon if they wanted to join the Demon Suppression Division.

There is no limit to the number of people, and even if the hunt is successful, one will only become a low-level member of the Demon Suppression Division.

But as I said before, the bottom level of the Demon Suppression Division is enough to be the ceiling for many ordinary people!

At first, this group of martial arts practitioners did not dare to go to White Lotus Mountain to hunt wolf demons.

However, rumors have been circulating recently that many wolf demons have appeared on Mount Wumeng, which gave these martial arts practitioners a glimmer of hope.

Wei Zhaoting and his group were martial artists who had gathered together for this reason.

As the one with the highest cultivation level, Wei Zhaoting, with his eighth-level martial arts realm, became the temporary leader of this group.

If Wei Zhaoting were to lead the group to hunt Xuanlan Wolf Demons, and there were any deaths or injuries, the group wouldn't have much to complain about.

After all, it's the path we chose, so we have to finish it even if we have to crawl on our knees.

but!

Wei Zhaoting, because of personal grudges, offended Wei Xuanfeng, a powerful enemy.

Not only did one of their brothers die, but they also spent the entire afternoon searching for Wei Xuanfeng in this jungle.

Most importantly, it hasn't been found yet!

As night fell, the crowd's resentment grew stronger, so led by the weasel-faced man, they expressed their dissatisfaction to Wei Zhaoting!

There was even a threatening undertone in their words.

"Alright, I got it!" Wei Zhaoting snapped. "In the end, it's just killing a Xuanlan Wolf Demon! Get some rest, we'll hunt down that wounded wolf demon tomorrow! As for my revenge, I don't need your help!"

After saying that, he walked alone to the tree roots, then hugged the knife and closed his eyes to rest.

"The boss is brilliant!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

After he left, people began to whisper among themselves.

"What's with the attitude of a green turtle?"

"Exactly! If it weren't for his fiancée supporting him, he wouldn't have the ability he has today!"

"His unmarried status...tsk tsk, he's so pitiful. Tomorrow, it would be best if he died at the hands of a wolf demon, and then...hehehe..."

"You're just a used piece of junk, look at how pathetic you are!"

"What do you know? Only ripe peaches taste good!"

"Keep your voice down, the wolf demon is counting on him to kill us..."

"..."

Wei Zhaoting, who was leaning against a tree with his eyes closed, could not hear clearly, but he could still vaguely guess what the crowd was teasing him about.

The veins on the hand gripping the knife bulged!

"Young friend, calm down. You are no match for them alone."

Just then, a voice rose in his mind.

"You're no match for them, nor for Wei Xuanfeng! Didn't you say you could avenge me? If you can't, get out of my body right now!"

To outsiders, Wei Zhaoting appeared to be asleep, but in his mind, he was screaming wildly.

"Young friend, you have no conscience to say such things. When you were seriously injured and on the verge of death, it was I who overdraw my own soul to replenish your vital energy, which is why you survived."

"But you also devoured one of my souls and three of my spirits, and took over my body!"

"You were the one who demanded power from me first. Besides, what power comes without a price!"

"I've already paid the price, but I still can't beat that guy!"

"That young thief is rather troublesome; his swordsmanship is far more skillful than that of a martial artist his age. To defeat him, unless..."

"Unless what!"

"Unless I pass on all the martial arts experience and life memories I've accumulated over the years to you, instantly boosting your skills by more than a decade, then even a minor demon slayer will be a piece of cake."

"Then what are you waiting for? Give it to me now!"

"If I give it to you, I'll be utterly destroyed..."

"This...it's alright, senior. Go in peace. I will take good care of your descendants in the future!"

"hehe……"

No matter how much Wei Zhaoting called out, the old man remained silent...

……

Outside Wei Zhaoting's camp, Wei Xuanfeng lay prone under a pile of withered grass.

Wei Xuanfeng is a man who holds grudges and seeks revenge.

Moreover, he firmly believed that once an enemy was formed, it was imperative to eliminate them as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it will leave hidden dangers, and he won't be able to live in peace in his dormitory!

Thanks to Tian Xingjian, he recovered most of his injuries in a short period of time.

In order to save time, he ate the entrails of several rabbit demons raw before finding Wei Zhaoting and the others.

If we face them head-on, we are no match for them.

But when it comes to assassination techniques, this mercenary is their ancestor!

After a long while, Wei Xuanfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

It was probably around 3 or 4 a.m. at this time.

This time of day is the darkest, and also when people are most sleepy.

It was a dark and windy night. Wei Xuanfeng sighed that he had the advantage of timing and location, and then quietly crawled away.

Without making a sound, Wei Xuanfeng quietly crept up to a sentry post.

That sentry was originally a martial artist, but he was just unlucky to be assigned to a sentry post.

They lacked not only the professional skills of sentries, but also the most basic sense of vigilance.

He was leaning against the tree trunk, but Wei Xuanfeng could clearly hear the rhythmic snoring.

Wei Xuanfeng has at least nine ways to get rid of this kind of scum!

Click!

In the still of the night, the sound of bones cracking did not cause a ripple, but was simply blown away by the wind.

Wei Xuanfeng carefully placed the body down, then searched it again.

He was lucky; he found a short sword.

People from Changsha all know that the Embroidered Spring Blade is too long and not suitable for assassination.

With this short sword, the assassinations to come will be much easier.

Wei Xuanfeng gripped his sword in reverse, transforming into a black leopard, and his prey were the sentries!

The other sentry wasn't sleeping too soundly. Hearing the rustling sound behind him, he instinctively looked over.

Then he saw Wei Xuanfeng's sinister expression and the short sword in his hand.

But before the sentry could utter a sound, a stream of blood spurted from his neck.

Wei Xuanfeng had already severed his neck with a single stroke, and the head fell to the ground with a thud. Before the body could fall, he caught it.

"Damn it, I've gotten rusty..."

After cursing under his breath, Wei Xuanfeng immediately hid.

The sound of a head hitting the ground wasn't loud, but an experienced person would instantly realize the danger!

But he remained hidden for a full five or six minutes, by which time the camp had become quiet.

"What a rabble!"

Upon seeing this, Wei Xuanfeng sprang into action once again.

This time, however, he was less cautious and more ruthless...

……

The next day.

Wei Zhaoting was awakened by a commotion.

"Boss! Come quick!"

Sensing something amiss in the voice, he immediately stood up.

After he pushed through the crowd, the scene before him instantly sent chills down his spine and banished all his drowsiness.

Six corpses were lined up neatly in a row.

and……

Both involve separating the stone heads!

"Who?! Who did this?!" Wei Zhaoting exclaimed in shock and fear. "Who was on guard last night? Why didn't they report it?!"

"Boss...they're just on lookout duty..."

The remaining dozen or so martial artists were deathly pale.

The thought that while he was sound asleep last night, someone crept up nearby, silently killed the lookouts, cut off their heads, and then neatly arranged them in rows filled him with grievances.

They couldn't help but tremble.

"Wei Xuanfeng, it must have been Wei Xuanfeng!" Wei Zhaoting used rage to mask his fear. "Find him! Find him everywhere, then kill him!"

Although he was a martial artist, he had never actually killed anyone.

The impact of the six corpses was enormous for him!

Upon hearing this, the other martial artists had different expressions, but they all had the same thought in their hearts.

Finished!

Because of this green-haired turtle, I've offended someone I shouldn't have!

Six lookouts died last night, and the other side clearly has no intention of letting this go...

"Boss, it's not right for your feud to involve the brothers..." One of the martial artists suddenly had second thoughts. "I have family to support, so I won't fight you to the death. I'll take my leave first!"

Having said that, fearing that Wei Zhaoting wouldn't let him leave, he immediately fled this bloody place.

"Old Wang, you son of a bitch..." Wei Zhaoting was about to stop him when he saw that the other party had already run far away.

"Boss, Lao Wang is right, we brothers won't mess around with you anymore."

The man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks immediately spoke up as soon as someone started talking.

As soon as he finished speaking, three or four people stood behind him.

Clearly, they are in cahoots.

Their superior numbers made them feel no less intimidated by Wei Zhaoting.

"People of the martial world value honor above all else!!" Wei Zhaoting cursed. "You were the ones who came looking for me in the first place!"

After hearing this, the man with the pointed mouth and monkey cheeks gave a cold laugh.

But just as he was about to say something, a scream came from the depths of the jungle.

Then, a dark, indistinct object flew toward the group.

Boom!

The object landed, and everyone stared at it, their expressions changing drastically!

The flying object was none other than Old Wang's head, which had just departed...

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