Chapter 75: The Self-Immolating Flower Boat

South City? Self-Immolating Flower Boat?

Li Heng was somewhat surprised. He browsed through the details carefully and discovered that the name of this Flower Boat was Zui Xiang Lou. One day, it caught fire without any source of ignition, and the water could not extinguish it; in the end, it actually vanished into the vast river.

Recently, at night, the figure of this Flower Boat appeared once again. The lights within were as they had always been, showing not the slightest sign of having been burned, and all sorts of laughter and joy could be heard from within.

Interesting, it is actually this Flower Boat...

He had not forgotten this name. In the past, he had called upon Meng Lingyun to handle it, but due to various reasons, it could not be handled at all and could only be temporarily shelved and set aside.

He had not expected that it would be burned down now.

It seems that the Weird from back then did not truly die. Everyone on the Flower Boat had also fallen as victims to that Weird, becoming Weird objects. He could only say that they deserved it...

Li Heng pondered and decided to take on this mission.

In the past, he had not truly beaten that female Weird to death. Now, his strength had greatly increased, and he possessed the Wanli Zhuihun Secret Technique; this time, he reckoned he would be able to kill it.

Since a grudge had been formed, it should be resolved as soon as possible!

Just looking at the warning in this mission information, that female Weird, or perhaps that Flower Boat, might also be a big fish; it could allow him to earn a bit more Source Power.

Li Heng arrived at the counter, intending to register the information and accept the mission. However, he saw that the minor official responsible for registering missions, Wang Donglai, had a worried look on his face and seemed somewhat distracted.

"What is it? Is it the helplessness of reaching middle age?"

He spoke with a light laugh. This was the first time he had seen this old hand look so troubled.

"So it is you. What mission do you want to take this time? But don't even mention it; a group of relatives came to my house, acting all arrogant and bossy—it is simply maddening."

Wang Donglai shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Relatives?" Li Heng raised his eyebrows, thinking of something.

"Forget it, let's not talk about them. Let's talk about business. What mission do you intend to take? You are diligent enough, though; you have only been resting for a few days, and you are running off to fight and kill again?"

"Listen to a bit of advice from your elder brother: get some good rest. If the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up. Being so young, why must you deal with Weirds so much? It is very dangerous."

Wang Donglai sighed and shook his head.

In his eyes, Li Heng was a strange person. Usually, Demon Exorcists would only accept missions when their leave period was up, or if a mission forced them to do so.

But Li Heng? He was incomparably proactive in accepting missions.

It seemed as if he particularly liked to go and find trouble with Weirds and Evil Demons.

Normally, a hot-headed youth like this would die quite quickly. Yet, Li Heng happened to be living perfectly well, even living more comfortably as time went on, which left a very deep impression in his eyes.

"You don't understand; if I don't take missions, where would I get Merit?"

Li Heng chuckled, casually finding a reason. Other Demon Exorcists went to hunt Weirds, but the benefits were minimal, and they would instead end up losing their own lives, which was why they were so incredibly passive.

But he was different; he could obtain immense benefits, and his subjective initiative was off the charts. While others viewed Weirds as Terror, he viewed Weirds as thieves stealing his Source Power.

Killing a Weird was simply reclaiming the Source Power that belonged to him.

Hmm, the logic was perfectly self-consistent; no issues there.

"Merit? Merit cannot compare to your own life. But since your mind is made up, I cannot say much more. What mission do you want to take? I will help you register it."

Wang Donglai shook his head with a sigh; he was worthy of being a young person.

He himself had not been this fierce when he was young.

"The South City Self-Immolating Flower Boat incident."

Li Heng laughed softly.

Wang Donglai, who had already picked up his brush and ink and was prepared to write, froze instantly. The ink dripped directly from the tip of the brush onto the paper, staining the white paper and forming an ink blot.

Li Heng frowned; what was wrong now?

He only saw Wang Donglai come back to his senses and speak with a serious expression. "Li Heng, do you really want to take this mission? I might as well tell you, seven Demon Exorcists have gone missing on this mission."

"The one with the highest cultivation among them was even at the True Qi Realm!"

Li Heng was surprised; seven had died, and there was even a True Qi Realm expert? It seemed that Flower Boat was definitely a big fish; he had truly chosen the right mission.

"Yes, I will take this mission." He nodded.

Hearing that his warning was completely useless, Wang Donglai was stunned and could not help but shake his head. Daring to accept such a nearly suicidal mission? Where did this confidence come from?

"Apologies. Although I do not know where you get your confidence from, I do not have the authority for this; I must go and ask the Division Chief for instructions."

"No matter, just go and tell the Division Chief. Rest assured, he will agree." Li Heng smiled slightly, not minding it. Having said that, he stepped out of the east gate and left the Demon Suppression Division.

Wang Donglai was dumbfounded; he could not stop him even after saying all that?

Without a second thought, he left the counter and headed straight for the residence of Meng Lingyun. Being a favorite in front of the Division Chief, he had to report this; it was the instinct of an old hand.

He arrived at the residence of Meng Lingyun.

He saw Meng Lingyun and the now-recovered Meng Hao. At this moment, the two were drinking tea with the old man who was suspected to have the nickname of Monk Dao Guest, chatting and laughing from time to time.

Hearing Wang Donglai's report, Meng Lingyun frowned. Why couldn't this kid just stop and take a break?

Beside him, Meng Hao could not help but sneer.

"Wang Donglai, why do you care about him? If he wants to seek death, let him; it is not as if our Demon Suppression Division has never had people die before."

"Hao'er, say less."

Meng Lingyun frowned.

He knew that the relationship between Meng Hao and Li Heng was not good. But some things could not be said; saying them would be crossing the line.

However, he thought for a moment.

With Li Heng's mysterious strength and the hidden depths he could not see through, having returned from the Sanshan Gathering where Great Terror lurked... he really did not need to worry blindly.

This kid had long since grown to a status equal to his own...

He sighed in his heart and then spoke.

"Forget it, help the kid register it and let him go. I cannot manage him either; he has his own opportunities."

Wang Donglai was dumbfounded; why was even the Division Chief not managing it?

No... because of the keen perception of an old hand, he sensed that this did not seem like not managing it, but rather a form of trust?

Where did this trust come from? He shook his head inwardly, finding it inexplicable; although that kid Li Heng advanced quickly, wasn't he only at the Bone Refining realm?

Does he have the ability to investigate the Flower Boat affair?

This is a case where someone at the True Qi Realm has died!

However, since his immediate superior had already made the decision, it was not appropriate for him to say anything more. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he took his leave directly and returned to the Merit Hall.

"Rest assured, Li Jushi has his own natural good fortune."

At this moment, the Monk Daoist Guest, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.

Meng Lingyun nodded and did not speak again. Meng Hao, on the other hand, felt very resentful. If that bumpkin wanted to court death, let him be; why care so much?

It is truly unreasonable!

"Little Jushi Meng, you must be calm and composed. Although your body has recovered, your bad luck has not yet run out. It is best to keep your heart calm and not go out for the time being."

The Monk Daoist Guest also spoke to Meng Hao.

But Meng Hao was very suspicious in his heart.

What did he mean by bad luck not yet run out? He was a person of good fortune! This demonic monk was likely just protecting that bumpkin, afraid that he would go out and cause trouble for the bumpkin.

However, this demonic monk did indeed have real talent...

He hesitated in his heart, should he go out or not?

At this moment, a woman's call reached his ears...