Chapter 139: The Whole Family Together

Boom.

Shen Yi tossed Yan Xingkong to the three of them, then handed over the Two-Principles True Intent.

Seeing the martial art returned, the two Daoist Priests immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, my lord Shen is here; otherwise, today, let alone recovering the Two-Principles True Intent, we would have left something behind here ourselves."

Such a great demon with a lineage, its green feathers sharper than any blade, its red feathers capable of constantly restoring its state, was absolutely beyond their ability to deal with; even fleeing with all their might, surviving would be considered a good outcome.

Thinking of this, Chunyangzi already glared angrily at Yan Xingkong on the ground; if not for the Daoist Sword hanging in the air still guarding Kong Jing, his anger rising in his heart, he would have wished to stab him through and through!

That was the ancestral hall that had continued from the founding of the Bai Yun Observatory to the present! That dog thief destroyed it just like that!

Qingjing Daoist Priest shook his head slightly and spoke to remind his old companion: "Forget it, the two my lords will seek an explanation from him on behalf of the Bai Yun Observatory."

The other party committed a grave taboo of the Zhen Mo Si; every demon hunter, every Zhen Mo Captain, has the sole duty to guard Outside Qingzhou, not to recklessly sacrifice their lives for private grudges, especially since the other party gave no prior news at all, bringing everyone in blindly and crashing right into it.

If today my lord Shen had not come, but rather a personal adjutant or deputy general from another prefecture of Tingyang, and accidentally fell here, Outside Qingzhou, already on the brink of collapse, lacking a personal adjutant to guard it, who knows what great calamity would have been stirred up.

The Zhen Mo Si would absolutely never set such a precedent.

Although the Daoist Priests were equally furious, they did not have the habit of torturing a dying person to vent their anger.

"..."

Shen Yi stepped forward toward the last demon.

Kong Jing, forced into the air by two Daoist Swords, looked at the corpses of his parents in the distance, his entire body trembling like a sieve, noticing the young man walking closer and closer.

The expression of despair and collapse on his face finally turned into terrifying ferocity: "I'll fight you to the death!!"

The green feather on his right arm shone brilliantly, as if a horizontal blade had slashed down.

However, before that arm could even be raised, Shen Yi had already casually slapped a palm toward him.

Kong Jing's sinister and delicate head exploded with a boom, leaving only his body swaying slightly, which then transformed into its original form; a wisp of blood qi drilled into the Silver Bell.

Shen Yi drew the Ink Blade; the action of cutting open the abdomen to extract the core was far more skilled than drawing the bow and shooting arrows earlier; in just a few breaths, a Kong Que Nascent Core appeared in his palm.

Immediately following the same method, he similarly collected the blood qi and demon cores of the two old demons into the Silver Bell.

Until the young man walked back in front of the group, they were still full of astonishment, instinctively stepping back a bit: "..."

Although they were demons of the Nascent Core Realm, my lord Shen's act of killing demons was too simple and crude.

And this smooth, fluid process; how much demon blood must one's hands be stained with to achieve this? Even the Bai Yun Observatory, which takes subduing demons as its mission, seeing this scene, would feel ashamed.

"Huff."

Yan Xingkong lay on the ground, staring at Kong Jing's corpse, finally exhaling a turbid breath with satisfaction.

A certain calmness welled up within his bloodshot eyes.

"How do you feel?" Xiao Qiangwei stepped forward.

"So satisfying... thank you all for your help," Yan Xingkong said, his voice like a mosquito's buzz.

"Do you need us to escort you back to the Zhen Mo Si?" Xiao Qiangwei reminded him; the other party was a warrior of the Elixir Formation Realm, having lived in Outside Qingzhou for most of his life, whether for good or bad fame, there were certainly many people who knew him.

"You are all good people; just allow me to be cowardly one last time. I trouble the two Daoist Priests to bury me and Ying'er together... she was only a Jade Liquid Realm demon; her beast yuan is not worth much. Go to Pingsha Valley; my group of boys will certainly provide compensation of equal value."

Clearly, Yan Xingkong could see at a glance who among these people was the softest-hearted.

He cast a bitter smile and turned his gaze toward Chunyangzi.

"Damn it! Pretending to be pitiful here! This Daoist Priest won't buy your act; your head should be hung on the city wall!" Chunyang Daoist Priest clenched his fist, gasped heavily a few times, yet still silently looked at the young man in the black robe.

The methods of the Zhen Mo Si are known throughout Outside Qingzhou; what talk of burying together? By then, the other party's head and body might not even remain together.

Having finally found an opportunity, why not make full use of this Pingsha Valley bandit king to properly intimidate the various powers?

"My business is done; you do as you please," Shen Yi said, standing with his hands hanging loosely.

Hearing this, Yan Xingkong closed his eyes with satisfaction: "Thank you."

He had never expected to return to Outside Qingzhou alive; being able to fulfill one last wish was enough to bring a slight smile to his face.

Whoosh.

Receiving the response, Chunyangzi casually waved his sleeve; the broad Daoist Sword shrank several times in size, whooshing past the man's neck, which was also leaving him a complete corpse.

"You promised it, so you do it yourself; this poor Daoist Priest doesn't have the strength to bury this couple again." Before Qingjing Daoist Priest's words finished, he was already pulled by Chunyangzi toward that collapsed wooden house.

The three demons were almost all slain personally by my lord Shen; those few feathers looked incredibly precious.

At the time of harvest, the two of them standing here would only make things awkward for him.

When only two people remained in the original spot.

Xiao Qiangwei finally revealed unease: "I almost caused you to perish here as well."

If what was inside was not a fully formed Elixir Formation, but rather some Embracing Elixir Realm demon, today would truly have been the end.

Shen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly: "No, I have the Turtle Breathing Art; after entering, I also watched from the side for a while."

Otherwise, how would I have immediately sought out Yan Xingkong, who was hiding nearby?

A simple sentence, yet it made Xiao Qiangwei instantly understand the young man's meaning: her own concealment skills were far inferior to his, and when encountering an existence she could not overpower, he would not choose to cover for her and the others.

"Couldn't you be slightly more tactful?" Xiao Qiangwei helplessly patted the dust off her clothes.

"Matters of life and death are better stated clearly," Shen Yi withdrew his gaze and moved his sore, weak arms; he hadn't felt it before, but he didn't expect the aftereffects to be quite severe; even a body enhanced by the Nine Molts of Immortal Demons was somewhat unable to withstand the exhaustion from that divine bow.

I am merely a warrior of the Jade Liquid Realm; relying on body-refining martial arts, I possess the combat power of the Elixir Formation Realm; if not for the addition of the Heavenly Demon External Elixir, I am actually not qualitatively superior to the two Daoist Priests.

I am not a savior who can be called at any time, arriving in time every single time to turn the tide.

If this woman continues to be influenced by me, abandoning her usual vigilance and decisiveness, she will sooner or later die outside.

Hearing this, Xiao Qiangwei reflected seriously for a moment, then nodded: "I will pay attention."

It was probably Shen Yi's posture of stepping into the Black Stone Pool without a word and without hesitation that left too deep an impression on her, making her subconsciously feel that Shen Yi must have entered the stone wall.

Yet she overlooked the Turtle Breathing Art that the other party never once withdrew.

Both caution and decisiveness are present; the difference lies in whether there is certainty.

"..."

Xiao Qiangwei adjusted her breathing, finally recovering some of the state she had when acting alone in the past; she was a Silver Bell demon hunter who climbed up through solid achievements, not a little lackey with her mind entirely hung on others, able only to pick up their knives for them.

"Then I'll trouble Senior Xiao to clean up the aftermath." Shen Yi turned and walked away, beginning to tally his harvest.

"Alright." Xiao Qiangwei nodded instinctively.

(End of chapter)