Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 73 73rd Chapter: Disciple Qingfeng Slaying Demons and Eradicating Evil Spirits_1



Chapter 73 73rd Chapter: Disciple Qingfeng Slaying Demons and Eradicating Evil Spirits_1

"You lead," he said, gesturing for me to bring ten people to guard the dense forest below."

After speaking, Hong Lei's smile faded.

He continued walking towards the back, his complexion seemingly unchanged, yet his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Almost instantly, a whisper infiltrated Shen Yi's ear.

"Keep an eye on her for me. Be careful, and report back to me promptly if there's any abnormal behavior."

This kind of secret communication technique took Shen Yi by surprise.

Tsk, it seems I still have much to learn.

As for the person mentioned by the other, it likely wasn't those two Initial Realm Colonels.

Shen Yi glanced sideways, looking towards the woman beside him.

While she was dressed in a dark robe, she still exuded a mature charm, and despite her peach-like face striving for calm, there was a hint of daze in her eyes.

Hong Lei's inexplicably friendly demeanor towards the young man clearly caught the attention of those around him.

Apart from the one being questioned, the rest of them curiously cast glances at Shen Yi, wondering why, among those in the Jade Liquid Boundary, a Second-Rank was placed in charge of a Third-Rank.

And two Jade Liquids forming one small team—wasn't that a bit too extravagant?

Within the many gazes, Zhao Kanglin was included. Wearing a large cloak, he sat by the campfire, poking the charcoal with a stick.

That insult "pig-brained" from before, he heard clearer than anyone else.

Zhao Kanglin licked his lips expressionlessly.

Ha, just wait until we return to Qingzhou. I'll have ways to make that Hong surname howl without tears.

Following Shen Yi, the realms of the other Colonels seemed much more normal.

Out of the thirty-eight people, only an elderly Colonel had barely broken through to the Jade Liquid, having accumulated years of service. His current participation was an evident attempt to climb higher, aiming for an extra century of life, which also made him seem much younger.

The only aspect that puzzled Shen Yi was that all the individuals called in had cloud markings.

In contrast, those who came out of the medicinal baths, the group with a higher average age, were nowhere to be seen.

"..."

Quickly, Hong Lei divided these forty people into a formation familiar to those in the outer camps.

Shen Yi and the old Colonel each led ten men, and the rest were personally led by Hong Lei to guard three sides.

"Set up camp."

With the command given, everyone dispersed in an orderly manner.

It was at this moment that a mocking voice rang out.

Zhao Kanglin, lying lax by the fire, tossed aside the stick and looked up at Shen Yi passing by. He gestured and called out, "Hey, young man, I'm injured and need a few days to recuperate. Why don't you take over managing these twenty-some useless folks for me?"

"How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned to look.

Hong Lei, who was almost out of earshot, paused slightly in his steps.

He truly hadn't expected that this foolish pig, after making a big mistake, would still have the audacity to make noise here.

The only one without a reaction was the young man in the dark robe with the Black Blade.

He walked past as if he hadn't heard, lightly stepping over Zhao Kanglin's arm stretched out in the way.

He then slowly descended the low slope.

Watching that faintly discernible retreating figure, Zhao Kanglin stiffened on the ground, taking a moment before slowly sitting up straight.

He had never truly expected the other to agree.

His intent was merely to tease a bit and embarrass Hong Lei, to vent the frustration in his heart.

But now.

His anger flared up again, his smile tight as he eased the awkwardness, "Tsk, which family's boy is this? He's got quite the temper, reminds me a bit of myself when I was young. When we get back to Qingzhou, we really must get to know each other."

Hearing the veiled threat in his tone.

The many outer camp Colonels clenched their fists but were helpless to react.

Those admitted to the inner camp were from backgrounds far stronger than theirs, and besides, in the inner camp, Zhao Kanglin was considered one of the top playboys.

"Which family?"

Hong Lei glanced at him and snorted, "The one that can make your grandfather kneel and call daddy. Save it, don't make trouble for yourself."

Although they didn't know what relationship Fang Heng had with that young man, whether it was as close as they had speculated.

Who cares.

When it came to verbal sparring, one could not afford to show weakness.

If they didn't suppress this fool's arrogance now, who knew how nauseating they would be once they returned to Qingzhou.

"…"

Zhao Kanglin was choked by a remark and his face twitched twice.

He obviously found it hard to believe.

With such a tremendous background, and so young, there wouldn't be more than ten people in Qingzhou, and certainly, it did not include a lowly colonel.

But he did not say anymore and turned back to his tent.

Leaving the rest looking at each other, pondering the truth of General Hong's words.

The Golden Eagle commandants, who had almost had their faces rubbed in mockery, kept silent guard over the tents, occasionally looking toward the nearby corpses, showing a trace of sorrow for the fallen.

Below the low hill.

Ten people followed closely behind Shen Yi.

Except for Dai Bing, whose expression was uncertain, the rest all bowed their heads modestly.

The kind of person who dared start off by slapping a face in the inner camp, whether or not Zhao was someone they could afford to offend was unclear, but they certainly couldn't.

"Officer Shen, you rest, we will pitch the camp quickly."

Entering the dense woods, Wang Meng bowed and very perceptively wiped a flat, moist rock clean for the other party.

"No need."

Shen Yi shook his head, "Let's do it together, it will get done faster."

"Hey, no problem, we are nimble with our hands, we're used to it, it won't take long," Wang Meng still thought Shen Yi was being polite.

Shen Yi turned and took the wooden fence from the hands of the person behind him, gave a light nod, and said lightly, "I rarely have the experience of hunting demons outdoors, I'll have to trouble you to teach me more." Stay updated via empire

"This…"

Wang Meng was stunned, and then laughed, "What's there to teach about such skills? It's all just gritty labor."

Despite what he said, he still went on to instruct while working, "As the saying goes, stand by the mountains, build upon high ground, in the wilderness… near the water, shelter from the wind… The fence isn't placed like this, look at mine."

Shen Yi imitated the example, and though a bit awkward, he tried his best.

Seeing this, Dai Bing, who had been about to sit down, hesitated, then walked over to the group.

The more they talked, the more familiar they became, Wang Meng gradually lost his initial stiffness, and whispered, "You didn't really need to embarrass that bastard; he's just a petty, vile creature, you've just gotten an unpleasant smell for no reason."

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had no intention of showing anyone up.

He just didn't want to end up as cannon fodder for someone else's glory, dying only to be branded as useless.

He was currently only a colonel, if he had stopped to chat for a moment and really been transferred under Zhao's command, it would have felt like suffocation to the ultimate degree...

It was still better to accumulate merits and rise to the rank of a tribune as soon as possible, at least that way he could be much freer.

Not sure whether to call it bad luck or good fortune.

Having joined the Demon-suppression Bureau less than a month ago, he had already encountered two troubles in succession, whether it was the river demon's betrayal or the sect's resistance, which other colonels might not experience once in decades.

The danger was real, but the rate of promotion was also astonishing.

As long as he returned in one piece this time, he would become a Third-Rank Tribune… Covering in a month what took others a lifetime.

With these thoughts in mind, Shen Yi looked at the tents that were roughly set up.

His gaze drifted towards a woman in the distance.

"…"

Dai Bing set up the bonfire and sat on the ground.

She took out her sword and gently rubbed it.

On the inside of the sword guard, two neat little characters, long smoothed by the years, were slightly glaring.

Qingfeng.


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