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

That figure was none other than Wen Shihan.

Wei Xuanfeng silently picked up the mutton pot and took a step back.

To his surprise, several voices rang out at the same time.

"Mu Rong, watch out!"

"Little sister Murong, hide behind me!"

"Be careful!"

"..."

Hu Murong was also agile, and with a quick movement, he dodged Wen Shihan's fierce attack.

When Wen Shihan tried to attack again, several more test soldiers appeared between her and Hu Murong.

Seeing this, Wei Xuanfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Being a simp is awesome!

"Oh... who do we have here? It's Sister Shihan."

Hu Murong hid behind a man, speaking in a sly, teasing tone.

"Bah! Who's your sister, Hu Murong? Why did you desert your post back then!"

Compared to the glamorous Hu Murong, Wen Shihan was in a terrible state at this moment.

Her soldier's robes were tattered and torn, and her face was covered in blood and dirt, making it impossible to see her originally delicate features.

What's most heartbreaking is that her soap boots have disappeared, replaced by a pair of straw sandals.

His calves were bare and exposed to the air, with tattered talisman paper still on them...

Clearly, she was using the 500-mile-long disguise issued by the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Whether she used it for traveling or escaping is unknown.

"Escape? Sister, you're joking..." Hu Murong raised an eyebrow, causing the surrounding examiners to blush and their hearts to race. "I was just going to get reinforcements. Thanks to these good brothers, I was able to leave the mountains and complete the assessment."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers' faces showed a hint of pride.

Wei Xuanfeng: ...

Perhaps I'm not as shameless as this vixen.

There were examiners who acted as protectors of women, and there was also obstruction from other knife handlers.

Wen Shihan and Hu Murong are destined not to fight.

After the commotion, everyone boarded the carriage and headed back to the Northern Garrison.

To Wei Xuanfeng's surprise, Wen Shihan and Hu Murong both happened to be sitting next to him...

"Gentlemen, why would you put me in such an unjust position..."

Wei Xuanfeng gave a wry smile.

A girl like Hu Murong, capable of causing trouble, is born to attract attention. Wherever she goes, she draws men's gaze.

Even though Wei Xuanfeng did nothing, he still managed to incur the hatred of many soldiers...

"Brother Wei, didn't you promise me you'd help me out? Sit closer, it'll help us get to know each other better," Hu Murong said nonchalantly. "But you, there were so many empty seats, how did you manage to squeeze in so many?"

The second half of her sentence was addressed to Wen Shihan.

Although the two did not fight, they disliked each other.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

"None of your business!" Wen Shihan said coldly.

Wei Xuanfeng: ...

He suddenly thought of a word...

Things cluster together.

He saw a reflection of himself in both girls to some extent.

One is shameless for profit, the other will stop at nothing to become stronger.

Hu Murong approached him with the intention of taking advantage of him, while Wen Shihan's intention was even simpler: she wanted to spar with him to become stronger...

I really hope that next time I can attract girls to throw themselves at me, it'll be because of my good looks...

As Wei Xuanfeng listened to the two girls bickering, he didn't narcissistically believe that both of them had taken a liking to him.

But she was surrounded by two incredibly beautiful girls with... one great figure and the other super great figure.

Wei Xuanfeng was still quite pleased.

The only problem is that Wen Shihan smells too strongly of blood...

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They remained silent the whole way, and when they returned to the Demon Suppression Division's training ground, they stood in proper order.

Wei Xuanfeng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the soldiers who had participated in the assessment were still standing there.

It was just him, Wen Shihan, and Hu Murong.

As for the others, since there aren't enough rabbit ears, they naturally aren't qualified to be here.

That's right. The rules were very clear from the beginning: only the top three would be admitted.

The first place goes to Hu Murong.

The second place went to Wei Xuanfeng.

The third place went to Wen Shihan.

Wei Xuanfeng never expected that Wen Shihan, despite her serious injuries, could collect so much in just a few days.

Even if Hu Murong hadn't used any underhanded tactics, none of the other soldiers could possibly have surpassed Wen Shihan.

From this result, Wei Xuanfeng could sense how much resilience was hidden beneath Wen Shihan's seemingly delicate body...

After a while, Wu Santong led several of his men to the three of them.

Wu Santong looked at the three men with great satisfaction, full of pride.

"Excellent! After six months, a new recruit has finally passed the assessment and become a new demon slayer. On behalf of all my comrades in the Northern Garrison, I welcome you!"

His voice was very loud, and as soon as he finished speaking, the demon slayers on the field applauded in unison.

"But don't be arrogant. Even stricter rules await you," Wu Santong declared loudly. "I won't go into the saying 'the more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed in war.' To prevent you from being slapped to death by monsters on the battlefield, I will train you rigorously. You... get ready!"

Then Wu Santong waved his hand, and several demon slayers came over and handed a book to Wei Xuanfeng and the other two.

The book cover bears the three large characters "Tempering Body Technique," written in a vigorous and powerful style, with a hint of ferocity in the strokes.

Wei Xuanfeng's eyes lit up.

Internal strength!

We definitely made the right choice coming to the Demon Suppression Division!

Without internal energy, a martial artist can only ever reach the level of a mere martial artist in their entire life.

Only by cultivating internal energy can one have the opportunity to reach the Martial Master realm.

Therefore, every set of internal energy cultivation techniques is a priceless treasure for martial artists.

For a martial artist like Wei Xuanfeng, who has no background or connections, the only way to learn internal energy is to join the Demon Suppression Division.

After all, other martial arts sects value their internal cultivation techniques more than their own lifeblood.

It is not passed down to anyone who is not a direct descendant, nor is it taught to anyone who is not a closed-door disciple.

Holding the Body Tempering Manual, Wei Xuanfeng felt that his path as a martial artist had only just begun.

Then, Wu Santong pointed to a voluptuous young woman behind him and said.

"Wei Xuanfeng, Hu Murong, Wen Shihan, from now on, you will be assigned to Jiao Yu's class. She will teach you the rules and this Body Tempering Technique."

After speaking, the voluptuous young woman took a step forward, her face full of tenderness.

"Gentlemen, from today onwards, I am your squad leader. I will be responsible for your lives, and I ask that you obey my orders unconditionally. Now, I will take you to familiarize yourselves with the Northern Garrison Command."

She looked at the three of them, and Wei Xuanfeng realized that she actually had golden eyes. Coupled with her fair skin, she also had a somewhat exotic look.

The tight-fitting flying fish suit clung to her body, highlighting her rounded figure and making her seem ready to burst out.

She really is tall and has a large bust!

After saying that, she turned and left.

The three followed closely behind.

Wei Xuanfeng followed behind Jiao Yu, silently observing him.

His back was straight and he was tall, at least 1.9 meters tall...

Her plump, full, and well-defined buttocks swayed, making one's heart flutter.

Coach, I want to learn how to trade stocks!

"Everyone, I'll take you to collect your flying fish robes first, then you can register and collect your waist tokens and monthly wages. By the way, will you be staying in the mansions provided by the Demon Suppression Division, or going back to your own homes in the city?"

"Boss Jiao, what's the difference?"

Wei Xuanfeng admired it in his heart, but on the surface, he kept his eyes straight ahead and spoke in a normal tone.

"The residence provided by our Demon Suppression Division is right in the backyard. The advantage is that it's very convenient for daily duties, but the disadvantage is that there's not much fun to be had. Sometimes I even think about moving back to the city..."

Jiao Yu blinked, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Boss Jiao, I'll stay at our Demon Suppression Division."

Wei Xuanfeng made a decisive choice.

It's not that I find the trips back and forth troublesome; I simply want to get closer to my superiors.

"Okay..." Jiao Yu nodded, then looked at Hu Murong and Wen Shihan, "What about you two?"

Fox Murong's eyes darted around; he already had a plan. "Boss, I'll also stay at the Demon Suppression Division."

"My village is too far away," Wen Shihan said softly. "It takes three hours to go back and forth, which wastes too much of my cultivation time. I'll stay at the Demon Suppression Division too."

"Alright, you'll all stay at the Demon Suppression Division, which will save me trouble," Jiao Yu said with a smile. "I'll arrange for you all to stay in the same courtyard, since you'll all be in the same unit, which will be convenient."

After saying that, she turned and left.

"Old Wei, haven't you had enough of looking the whole way? Be careful the boss finds out, or he'll make things difficult for you!"

Just as Wei Xuanfeng continued to admire the scenery, he heard Hu Murong's whisper in his ear.

"Boss Jiao is so gentle, it can't be."

"Gentleness, it's all an act." Hu Murong's voice was even lower. "This kind of person is like a prostitute sneaking into a bandit's den."

"What do you mean?"

"Extremely insidious!"

Wei Xuanfeng: ...

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