A Daemon's Visit
Li Qingshan said, "Please make way!" Afterwards, he squeezed past the young master and gazed deeply at the scholar. He shook his head gently. She was a beauty. In his past life, he probably would not even be able to make a beauty smile even if he used everything he had. However, his target was much higher now. The sacred hall was a small joy for him to dream about. He walked past her and took in her fragrance. Dreams made people happy.
The woman frowned even more. Perhaps it was because of Li Qingshan's rouge, or because of Li Qingshan's fearless gaze. Perhaps his final shake of the head had infuriated her the most.
The young master was just about to draw his sword, but the woman shook her head and allowed Li Qingshan to go downstairs. Disdain filled her eyes.
Li Qingshan did not leap up and fight back immediately like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, even though he definitely possessed the strength to do so. He discovered that as long as he could hold back for a moment, he could save himself a lot of trouble. Of course, he did not get angry.
However, the person who avoided trouble now wanted to take the initiative to cause trouble for others. He made his way downstairs and shook off the rouge on him. He wanted to experience it. Now that he had experienced it, he did not care at all. He knocked the jar on his waist. "Little Ann, let's go kill a few bad people!" The reason why he had chosen to part ways with protector Yan and the others was not as simple as drinking with women.
The jar thumped in response. Li Qingshan sniggered and strode away, making his way into the dark alleyway. Only when he entered the darkness did he feel the gaze behind him vanish completely.
"Rongzhi, is there a problem?"
The scholar called Rongzhi said, "I saw that his steps were steady. He seemed to have practised martial arts before."
"It's just some external martial arts at most. If you hadn't stopped me, I definitely would've taught him a lesson."
"He's just a nobody. Even if we kill him, we'll just dirty our hands. Is there a need for that? Let's eat quickly and hurry up tomorrow so that we can get to Jiaping city as soon as possible. (7*”
"Yes. It's rare for the Eagle Guard to recruit new guards. We absolutely can't miss this opportunity." The man's eyes burned with passion. As long as he joined the Hawkwolf Guard, he would be able to completely separate himself from the jianghu and rise above all. No one could resist the temptation, so he was even more determined to obtain this position.
"I'm afraid it won't be that simple. This time, all of the experts within five hundred kilometers of Jiaping City will be attracted over. There will even be experts in the third or fourth layer of Qi Refining appearing. However, the number of spots is limited, so there will be a lot of fighting."
"Don't worry. With those talismans as our trump cards, even if we encounter an expert, we can still turn defeat into victory." The man was full of confidence and quickly cast aside Li Qingshan. Yes, Li Qingshan was just a small fry.
However, unbeknownst to them, their conversation reached Li Qingshan's ears clearly. His hearing had reached the level of daemons a long time ago. As long as he paid attention, he could clearly hear the voices from five kilometers away.
The Hawkwolf Guard had actually begun recruiting people. Perhaps it was even a spot left behind by Feng Zhang's death. Probably even Wang Pushi never imagined that he would be able to make it out alive and truly fill the spot! As for whether his appearance would disappoint these people, he obviously did not care. He did not have too much time to think about it right now either.
That was because a few black figures had already blocked him in the alleyway. They gathered around him with ugly expressions. The small city was rather prosperous, but there were not a lot of outsiders, and there were even fewer people as high-profile as Li Qingshan. The news of a teenager in his teens carrying a large amount of money spread very quickly, yet he was actually bold enough to enter this world of darkness. If they did not rob him, it would be far too unjustifiable.
Li Qingshan said softly, "You're pretty lucky!" He knocked the jar. "Time to eat!"
"Hand over the money!" One of them drew a shiny dagger, but what he received in response was an even brighter Blood Flames of Corpse Incineration. There was basically no sound at all. The flames swallowed the people, and their flesh and blood turned into pure energy, merging with the flames. (
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A lantern lit up the darkness, illuminating a wonton stall guarded by an old man. Although there was no business, only moths lingering around, it still managed to hold on with some difficulty.
A young man strode over and called out, "Sir, please give me a bowl of wontons!"
"Alright!" The old man began to move quickly, and the wontons floated in the clear water very soon.
"It's already so late, so why aren't you resting? At your age, it's time for you to enjoy your old age." Li Qingshan began to chat casually. The old man sighed and grumbled. It was all because his children were unfilial, and he and his wife had nothing to live for. These were the most common, miserable things in the world.
Li Qingshan sat by the stall and ate the wontons as he comforted the old man with a smile. Sitting alone in a dark corner and eating the simplest food, facing an old man who had gone through many hardships, actually felt much better than drinking wine. It was quite strange.
"Brother, you're not a local, so I'll give you a piece of advice. You better return to the inn after you finish eating. It's not peaceful here at night."
Li Qingshan said, "Could it be that there are bad people here?" Then he heard more complaints and complaints. There was no lack of such things in any place. There were brothels who forced women into prostitution, unscrupulous merchants who gave usurious loans, and gangs who bullied the weak.
Li Qingshan listened quietly and memorized everything. He casually inquired about the names and addresses of these people. After eating four or five bowls of wontons, Li Qingshan left all the money he had just obtained from the thieves and got up to leave.
"This … is too much!" The old man was shocked. He raised his head, but there was no trace of Li Qingshan. A gust of night wind blew, and he thought of the stories of demons and ghosts that he had heard before. He decided to pack up his stall now.
Tonight, there were demons and ghosts who came to his doorstep to help the weak and get rid of the evil.
There was no such thing as evil magic in the world, only evil people. If he killed all the evil people in the world, it would be a great benevolence.
Before the sun rose, Li Qingshan had already left the small town. In the wilderness, he practiced the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength. Last night, he killed more than ten people in a row. His chest was free and clear, and his fists were like beating drums, breaking through the air.
Xiao An refined the essence blood of over a dozen people on one side. The Blood Flames of Corpse Incineration surged around him, turning into various shapes, such as vicious beasts or venomous snakes. In the end, it actually formed a lotus pedestal, lifting him up. He soared through the wilderness, sometimes ascending and sometimes descending. He was impressive. Wherever he passed by, the lush grass would immediately wither and die, leaving behind a trail of death on the ground.
If Little Ann wanted to kill a second layer Qi Practitioner like Yan Song, it would be as easy as pie. Li Qingshan felt both admiration and admiration. Right now, his strength was only greater than Little Ann's, but he could not fly either. However, Little Ann was nowhere close to the level where he could recondense his flesh and blood. The Path of White Bone and Great Beauty was terrifyingly powerful, but it was difficult to practise. It required even more blood sacrifices.
Although he did not purposefully collect wealth from the massacre last night, Li Qingshan's wealth still easily reached several tens of thousand taels. If those people were wolves that ate sheep, then he was a tiger that ate wolves. Suddenly, he discovered that to Qi Practitioners, the currency of the human world was no longer particularly meaningful, as they possessed strength that surpassed ordinary people. As a result, even through the most basic methods of plundering, they could easily obtain wealth that ordinary people would never be able to obtain in their entire lives.
To Qi Practitioners, the true treasures were the pills and spiritual stones that could increase their cultivation. However, it was obvious that these resources were in the hands of powerful organisations. Ordinary people would probably never even hear about them in their entire lives. If he wanted to come into contact with these things, joining the Hawkwolf Guard was the best choice.
He called Little Ann and set off once again. Regardless of day or night, he travelled whenever he wanted and stopped whenever he wanted. He destroyed two or three nests of bandits along the way. After three days, he finally arrived before a large river and stopped.
This river was the Clear river, which was also the origin of the Clear River prefecture. It stretched for several thousand kilometers, reaching all the way to Clear River city. The surface of the river spanned over ten kilometers. Even with both of his lives combined, he had never seen a river like this before. As he gazed at the vast ripples, his mind immediately widened.
Li Qingshan arrived in a large town by the river. It was called the town of Xiachuan, originally developed from the ferry crossing. Although it was only a town, it was even more bustling than Qingyang city. As he rode on a horse, he saw that the streets were packed with people, bustling with activity. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. If he killed all of these people, would he be able to refine Little Ann's flesh and blood immediately? Afterwards, he shook his head. Wouldn't that make him a homicidal maniac?
There were countless boats on the banks of the river, and people came and went from the docks. It was extremely busy. There were obviously plenty of passenger boats heading south too. Li Qingshan actually saw a huge dragon boat that stood several storeys tall. The boat was richly decorated, like a luxurious restaurant that floated on the water. He immediately dismissed the thought of hiring a small boat and boarded a huge dragon boat.
The rooms on the highest floor of the dragon boat had the best scenery, as well as the most expensive. They actually cost several thousand taels of silver. Li Qingshan obviously did not lack silver. He took out a few silver notes, and the caretaker immediately smiled from ear to ear. She ordered a female servant to lead him to the room on the highest floor. Before she left, she even hinted to him in a rather ambiguous manner that he could call her if he needed anything.
The room was extremely spacious. Even if it could hold several dozen people, it probably would not be crowded. The decor was even more luxurious than the best inn Li Qingshan had stayed in along the way. He opened the window and overlooked the port and the town of Xiachuan. He wondered when Yan Song and the others would arrive, but he saw two familiar people on the docks. They were the man and woman he had encountered in the restaurant three days ago.
"What? The rooms on the highest floor are already full. You want us to stay below?" The man said in displeasure.
The caretaker said in a troubled manner, "There really is no other way. Young master, the second floor is very luxurious too, so please make do with it!" How could people who could spend several thousand taels of silver on a boat lack money? Even if you gave them several tens of thousand taels of silver, they would not be willing to lose face.
The woman said, "We have never had the habit of making do in our lives. Caretaker, please think of another way. Money is not a problem."
The man frowned and raised his head. He saw Li Qingshan.
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