’I’ve languished at Qiankun Academy for so many years. Wasn’t it all just to take over the Mountain Master’s position one day?’
He had thought that as long as he properly supported Yu Sheng, fulfilled his clan’s instructions, and fended off the Qi Family’s attacks regarding the Yongzhou Pass matter, he would be promoted smoothly.
"Heh heh."
Yu Mingxuan suddenly let out a cold laugh.
Who would have thought that in supporting another, he would end up creating a rival he could hardly contend with?
Not only had this rival stolen his spotlight and future prospects, but he had even snatched away the position of Mountain Master Disciple.
He tied up his hair and handed the letter on his desk to a disciple. "Take this to the Mountain Master."
"You’re returning to the clan?" The disciple’s hand trembled as he glimpsed the letter’s contents.
"I’ll recuperate for a while, then find a new place to start over."
Yu Mingxuan had had enough of the strange looks, and he had no desire to keep hearing about the grand achievements of that master and disciple pair.
After the disciple left the room with the letter in hand,
he took out a Vermilion Brush and handed it to another disciple.
"Master?"
Sensing the dense Demon Qi emanating from the Vermilion Brush, the many disciples looked terrified and hurriedly tried to persuade him, "That brat surnamed Lin may have slandered us, but we can’t actually collude with Demon Fiends!"
"Who said I was going to collude with Demon Fiends? All you need to do is use this Vermilion Brush to find a way to lure him out."
Yu Mingxuan stared at his reflection in the Copper Mirror, the skin on his face twitching slightly. Then, he suddenly smiled.
A savage killing intent began to surface in his murky eyes.
"I just want that damn slave to know before I leave..."
"If I truly wanted to kill him, I wouldn’t need to collude with that bunch of beasts."
When that lowly slave was brazenly framing him, had he ever considered one thing?
That he, Yu Mingxuan, aside from his identity as the Vice Mountain Master, was also a Golden Core Powerhouse.
The fury of a Golden Core expert could splatter mountains and rivers with blood!
The mountains outside Anren Prefecture were all steep, barren deep valleys and high cliffs.
For an ordinary person, it was difficult to imagine how anyone could survive in such a harsh and desolate place.
But for the Demons, a place like this was a sanctuary they could only find after a desperate search.
More than comfort and ease, the Demon Crowd cared about concealment.
After all, items like Life Tokens were far too precious to be used nonstop.
But even though they had hidden deep in the old mountain forests, under the Mountain Patrol and Qi Observation Formulas developed by the Demon-slaying Bureau, the Demon Power within their bodies was their most fatal flaw.
And those Demon Strongholds that refused to abandon their refugees were naturally slow to move, making them the easiest targets.
The demon host had already given up the notion of living a normal life under the light of day.
They only begged for a path to survival.
However, they themselves were a source of merit. The less trouble they wanted to cause, the easier they were to "earn."
"Sometimes, I really don’t understand. If your desire to live is so strong, why did you all have to betray the Immortal Sect in the first place?"
The Vice General led his Captains, and there was even an adult Immortal Descendant present.
Before them, the Demon General’s attempt to protect his Demon Soldiers and demon people while they retreated seemed utterly ridiculous. His Armor was shattered, and he clutched a shabby Magical Artifact.
"Don’t worry, you can take your time thinking about it after you’re dead."
Following the indifferent voice, a dense Qi and Blood Power suddenly spread out, then contracted.
It was like a red mist spreading through water, accompanied by the sound of muffled explosions.
The members of the Demon-slaying Bureau still wore arrogant expressions on their faces. The adult Immortal Descendant had his arms crossed, watching leisurely.
Without the slightest warning, this string of figures shattered one after another in the span of a breath. It was as if exquisite, lifelike porcelain had suddenly been covered in cracks, then crumbled to the ground with a series of CLATTERS.
The pungent smell of blood instantly assaulted the nostrils and minds of the Demon Crowd.
Their expressions froze like Clay Sculptures.
The next moment, three figures quietly appeared before the Demon Crowd.
The leader was a handsome young man, followed by a one-armed old man and an ugly man whose face was covered in scars.
Despite having casually annihilated a Demon-slaying Bureau squad, the three showed little reaction, as if they had just done something trivial.
Such a calm demeanor undoubtedly added an eerie aura to the group.
"Is that all of them?" the young man asked softly.
"Reporting to you, sir, this is the last Demon Stronghold," the one-armed old man replied respectfully.
Elder Xu had led Monkey and the others to search the mountains for many days, but they had only found the whereabouts of just over twenty Demon Strongholds.
Most of them were small strongholds.
It should be said that the Demons in the Anren Prefecture area were different from those in the Border Region; they weren’t accustomed to gathering in large groups.
Even if they had pledged allegiance to a Demon Monarch, unless that Monarch ordered a siege on a specific location, their main thought was usually to avoid the Demon-slaying Bureau, not to band together and fight back.
"Alright then."
Lin Shu nodded lightly and began to take stock of his gains.
Most of the Demon Strongholds Elder Xu found were still hidden and had not yet been discovered by the Demon-slaying Bureau.
In total, they had only encountered seven demon-slaying squads.
The formation of each was almost the same as the group before them.
A Mid-stage Core Formation Vice General, plus an adult Immortal Descendant of a similar Realm. The two of them together could easily deal with most lone Demon Generals.
Add to that about ten Mountain Search Captains who used Mountain Patrol and Qi Observation to determine the scale of a Demon Stronghold.
With the Demon-slaying Bureau’s Magical Artifacts and methods that specialized in dealing with Demon Evils, it was difficult for any accidents to happen as long as they were careful.
A squad like this could provide over seven hundred taels of Sin Coin.
During his recent sweep, Lin Shu had certainly made his presence known, but he had earned very little money—less than five thousand taels of Sin Coin in total.
After all, when the Demon Lion Suppressing Treasure Body was at the Lower Three Grades level, advancing by a single grade required around five thousand taels.

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