"Huh? The roar of that beast, Ape Roar, is filled with anger. Could it be that they’ve suffered heavy losses?"
Before stepping into Donglin City, Jin Wucheng heard the roar of Ape Roar and couldn’t help but turn back in surprise.
At the beginning of the battle, it seed the Demon Hunters were at a disadvantage, and several people called for help on their waist tokens. This was also why Ape Roar decided to leave, as he didn’t want to fight to the death when the Demon Hunters were at risk of being wiped out.
He expected to find the city in lant.
But upon entering the city, instead of wailing, the surroundings were filled with cheers.
The expressions on the faces of the soldiers and constables showed no signs of grief.
Flying near the Jin Family, Jin Wucheng finally started to feel unsettled. On the distant street, he saw a White Ape, three to four ters long, with half its head blown off, and blood flowing for several streets.
A group of governntal officers was cutting up the giant demon body, working on moving the corpse and rescuing those trapped underneath.
"Jin Hong!"
Seeing his son Jin Hong also among those cutting up the body, he instinctively called out.
"Father!"
Jin Hong flew over imdiately, bowing hastily to his father.
Though they were father and son, because a Celestial Martial Artist could live for a hundred and fifty years, their ages seed almost the sa.
"Is everything alright at ho?"
With the Ape Demon near the Jin Family, he had a bad premonition. As a seasoned Demon Hunter, even though the Ape Demon was dead, he could tell it was an Eighth Grade of Core Formation Great Demon, a mber of the Demon Heaven Alliance.
The presence of such a Great Demon would have resulted in many deaths, even if a Demon Hunter intervened in ti.
Jin Hong nodded, "Father, rest assured, no one at ho is hard, and the other townsfolk are fine too, except that a few courtyards were destroyed, which is not a big problem!"
Jin Wucheng was stunned. He rembered that when he and Ape Roar fought out of the city, there were no Demon Hunters left in the city: "Who killed this Ape Demon?"
Jin Hong, with lingering fear, said, "He said his na was Nether Fire! If not for him, the Jin Family would have been devoured by that Demon Fiend."
Nether Fire?
Jin Wucheng frowned in thought. Was there such a codena among the Demon Hunters?
He walked toward the giant demon body. The White Ape, at the Fourth Grade of Core Formation, had a body tougher than fine steel, and even in death, was not sothing average people could handle.
He shook out his long spear, and within monts, the demon corpse, which dozens of governntal officers and Jin Hong had struggled with for half a day, shattered into countless pieces.
...
"Let hold this for you; it’s too conspicuous for you to keep carrying it around!"
Zhang Xianlong pulled out a silver gourd and gave it a shake, receiving two ivory tusks over three ters long into it.
Wei Fan’s eyes lit up; indeed, there are treasures that can hold more things: "Was this thing exchanged at the rit Hall?"
Zhang Xianlong nodded: "More or less, but you can’t use rit to exchange it, only demon pills. I exchanged this gourd a few years ago for a Fourth-Grade Demon Pill!"
Only demon pills could be used for exchange. Wei Fan slightly frowned, thinking that even Demon Hunter’s demon pills used to enhance cultivation were targeted by the people at the rit Hall?
Zhang Xianlong seed to see through this and explained: "Such things are practically real Divine Soldiers. It’s not just about how precious the materials are; even crafting them takes a lot of ti for a Divine Realm expert.
A Divine Realm expert wouldn’t waste their ti making such storage goods without so demon pills in exchange. You wouldn’t think anyone could just make such magical items, right?
Divine Realm, the ’Divine’ isn’t a word taken lightly. Without so extraordinary ans, how could this realm be worthy of being called Divine Realm?"
Wei Fan nodded thoughtfully.
When he got the silver waist token, he felt it was quite magical, perhaps due to special materials.
Now it seed, the issue wasn’t the material but the mysterious and unpredictable thods of the Divine Realm Martial Sect.
The two made their way into the city, running into so constables who stopped to salute them, leaving Zhang Xianlong a bit puzzled.
By rights, after this Demon Hunter operation in Donglin City, the locals should resent these Demon Hunters, yet these constables seed grateful to them.
Not far ahead, more Demon Hunters returned, yet the constables did not salute them, and instead, their gaze chilled.
Zhang Xianlong finally sowhat ca to his senses: "The ones they’re grateful to can’t be you, can they..."
Wei Fan nodded: "Probably. After you left, a Fourth-Grade Demon Fiend from the Demon Heaven Alliance entered the city, and I slew it."
Zhang Xianlong was montarily moved. It turned out Wei Fan had saved the city’s citizens, which explained their gratitude, which was not extended to the other Demon Hunters.
They walked a bit further, returning to the small courtyard, finding Long Xueyi had already returned.
Judging by her appearance, her battle was fierce, yet she had restored her refined and elegant face. Despite the intensity, she was unhard.
Smoothing so stray hair at her temple, she let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Wei Fan and Zhang Xianlong return: "How many demon auras did you collect?"
She hadn’t forgotten her task as a Pathfinder.
She should have been guiding Wei Fan; another duty of a Pathfinder was to ntor newcors, helping them earn rit.
But tonight, there were too many demons from the Demon Heaven Alliance. She dared not keep Wei Fan by her side.
Her own level faced at least Eighth Grade of Core Formation Demons, and even though Wei Fan had the accomplishnt of reversing a Celestial Human Third-Grade Martial Artist, such demons were still a lethal threat.
Wei Fan poured a cup of tea and drank it all in one go, sighing: "I didn’t collect a single aura."
The primary task of Demon Hunters is to gather demon auras, then track and hunt them by those auras. Without any, the way forward as a Demon Hunter seed bleak.
Upon hearing Wei Fan’s words, Long Xueyi showed no surprise: "It’s okay if you didn’t. This ti, the opponents from Demon Heaven Alliance had nurous experts. It’s right to prioritize survival. If next ti you still gain nothing, I’ll give you so."
Zhang Xianlong opened his mouth but ultimately didn’t say a word.
This demon hadn’t collected any demon auras, yet the demons he encountered were all slain by him, making aura collection pointless.
Of course, Wei Fan wasn’t wrong; he genuinely hadn’t gathered any demon aura.
Initially, Zhang Xianlong even provided him with the aura of the Young Master Bai Xiang, but now even the Young Master Bai Xiang was gone.
Realizing Zhang Xianlong’s reaction, Long Xueyi asked, "You’re not blaming for not coming to assist, are you? The Demon Heaven Alliance set three Eighth Grade Core Formation Great Demons against . Bringing them to your battle would have only quickened your demise.
I thought you could hold on for a while, then I would help after dealing with the three demons. But before the battle ended, Ape Roar fled with his people, and I took the opportunity to slay a Silver Fox."
She looked at Zhang Xianlong in surprise: "It seems your power has significantly progressed. Despite being besieged by the Young Master Bai Xiang and a Fifth Grade Rhino Demon, you weren’t gravely injured."
Zhang Xianlong twitched: "I nearly died."
Long Xueyi nodded: "It seems he’s still resentful about the incident at Dingyang Town. Give a trace of his aura, and I’ll take care of him next ti."
Zhang Xianlong’s gaze turned to Wei Fan: "The Young Master Bai Xiang is already dead!"
While speaking, he gave a gentle shake of his gourd, and two pristine ivory tusks appeared in the hall.
Long Xueyi was so shocked she stood up: "Did you... did you comprehend Sword Montum?"
She hadn’t expected Zhang Xianlong to produce the ivory of the Young Master Bai Xiang.
Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer and pointed at Wei Fan: "He killed him! You wouldn’t know, but he suddenly showed up, wielding a rhino horn, and slew the Young Master Bai Xiang in two strikes. That was the Young Master Bai Xiang, an equal I couldn’t defeat... It’s not that he didn’t collect demon auras; he killed every demon he encountered..."
At this mont, he had lost the imposing image of a second commander’s disciple of the Demon Suppression Bureau.
What he witnessed today had a profound impact on his soul!
Long Xueyi was speechless.
No wonder Zhang Xianlong had seed off ever since entering the room.
Initially, she thought he was upset she hadn’t co to his aid, but it turned out he was rattled by Wei Fan’s actions.
What could he have seen that got him so shaken by Wei Fan?
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