After the case in the county town was settled.
Zhang Miao led his men into Baiyun Ridge.
The peasant woman who had initially cried out for justice on the street provided a letter. It detailed where the demon race of Baiyun Ridge was hiding, even noting the types of demons and their approximate numbers.
However, when Zhang Miao and his subordinates arrived at these locations one by one, all they saw were corpses.
When they arrived at the cave where Boss Hu held his meetings, they were even more shocked by the scattered, mangled body parts covering the ground.
"My god, I've been a Demon Slayer for so many years, and I've never seen a group of demons killed so thoroughly..."
"Whoever killed these demons was truly ruthless!"
"Without a deep-seated hatred, it wouldn't have come to this."
After inspecting the scene, Zhang Miao said.
"At the very least, it proves that the commoners and that tiger demon weren't lying.
There are so many demons in Baiyun Ridge, yet only one or two demon incidents were reported each year. Feng Yucheng and Cao Xiu were indeed deceiving their superiors and hiding the truth.
By the way, is there any news from the brothers who went to pursue Feng Yucheng?"
"Reporting to Your Excellency, the search is still ongoing, but there are no clues yet."
"Report to the imperial court and issue an arrest warrant. Dead or alive, offer a heavy bounty! This man has an extremely vicious heart, and we absolutely cannot let him continue committing atrocities."
One of his subordinates asked.
"Lord Zhang, should we find out the identity of the person who wrote this whistleblower letter?"
Zhang Miao raised his hand and said.
"Since the person doesn't want to show their face, it would be impolite to insist on investigating. Just pretend these demons died from infighting over an uneven distribution of loot."
...
Night fell at Shen Qingshan's home.
Although the guidance quest was completed, Chen Yi was in no rush to run a simulation.
Ever since Chen Yi and Shen Qingshan put their plan into motion, the small Baiyun County had been too sensational these past few days, with many things happening all at once.
Before everything was completely settled, Shen Qingshan might come looking for Chen Yi at any time.
Therefore, Chen Yi wanted to wait until the county's affairs were fully concluded before simulating.
At the dinner table that evening, Shen Qingshan was in high spirits and pulled Chen Yi along to drink quite a lot of wine.
Shen Qingshan was currently only at the Spirit Gathering Realm, so his alcohol tolerance was far inferior to Chen Yi, who was at the Golden Body Realm.
"Oh man... I didn't expect Fourth Brother's alcohol tolerance to be this good. Your brother-in-law has truly witnessed it today, impressive!"
"Brother-in-law, you should drink a little less."
"I'm just happy! I sensed long ago that a weird atmosphere enveloped this county. Why were there so many murder cases? Why were there so many plagues? Now, it all makes sense!"
"It's also thanks to Inspector Zhang for enforcing the law impartially without dragging his feet."
"Lord Zhang is a good official, the likes of which I've rarely seen in my life!
However, uncovering such a massive case this time, the greatest merit goes to you, Fourth Brother!
According to the rules of our Demon Slaying Division, eliminating dozens to over a hundred demons in a single case is enough to promote you to the rank of Chief Commander of a county-level Demon Slaying Division!
Tomorrow, I'll go tell Lord Zhang to report to the imperial court and reward you for your merits!"
Chen Yi asked tentatively.
"Does this 'reward' just mean granting an official title?"
"Is an official title not enough? So many people want to enter the Demon Slaying Division but have no way in. With such a great merit to your name, once you enter officialdom, there will definitely be many willing to promote you!"
With no substantial rewards, Chen Yi felt he might as well forget it.
Why become an official? It would just be a bunch of annoying matters. He was busy cultivating and running simulations, so he didn't have that kind of free time.
As long as eliminating Feng Yucheng this time was legal and compliant within the imperial court's procedures and wouldn't attract any trouble, Chen Yi was satisfied.
Shen Qingshan sobered up a bit.
"But if Lord Zhang asks where I got that letter, how should I answer him?"
Chen Yi picked up a side dish with his chopsticks and said with a faint smile.
"If he has visited those places mentioned in the letter, he probably won't ask you that question."
"Why?"
"Brother-in-law, you still need to temper yourself more when it comes to the ways of the world."
Hearing Chen Yi speak in such an old-fashioned, patronizing tone, Chen Yun said in amusement.
"How old are you, trying to instruct your brother-in-law?"
Chen Yi smiled but said nothing.
After dinner.
Chen Yi returned to his own small room.
"I'll move out tomorrow. Living at Third Sister's house all the time isn't appropriate. I saw a courtyard for sale today, and the environment was pretty good..."
The familiar small room, the familiar night.
Then, let's use another hearty simulation to help me sleep!
Simulator, start!
[Guidance quest completed!]
[Rewards have been distributed!]
Chen Yi first claimed the reward for the guidance quest.
A silver, translucent long spear fell into his hands.
This spear was fifteen feet long, and its shaft was thick and heavy.
The handguard was a dragon's head, and the butt was a dragon's tail, fully displaying its majestic and domineering aura.
Where he gripped it, it felt icy cold, as if he were holding a block of ice.
"No wonder it's called the Cold Gleam Overlord Spear."
The next reward was a "high-quality trait of Epic tier or above."
As his cultivation realm increased, the difficulty of completing guidance quests rose, but the rewards also became better.
This time, the high-quality trait had the "Epic tier or above" modifier added to it.
According to the settings of similar gacha games, it would definitely be Epic.
The familiar colorful ball of light appeared before his eyes.
Now fully equipped with traits and backed by his Golden Body Realm cultivation base.
Chen Yi no longer felt such an urgent desire to obtain better and stronger traits.
He reached out to touch it casually and calmly.
A burst of purple light lit up.
[Pretend to be a Pig to Eat a Tiger (Purple Epic):
You can lower your cultivation realm aura. Outsiders will not be able to see through it using any investigative means, but you cannot lower it to a state of having no cultivation.]
"Oh? That really is a useful trait."
Hiding his cultivation realm could make him less conspicuous in a crowd.
Glancing at his currently equipped traits, Chen Yi made some adjustments and equipped "Pretend to be a Pig to Eat a Tiger".
"This will do. Let's start!"
[You have completed the guidance quest for this simulation and obtained a new simulation opportunity.]
[Initial equipped traits: Simulator [Prismatic], Proficiency [Prismatic], The Strictest Father of Alien Races [Gold], Veteran Tomato User [Purple], The Only True Seer on the Field [Purple], Photographic Memory [Purple], Treasure Sniffing Nose [Purple], Pretend to be a Pig to Eat a Tiger [Purple], Low-Tier Bone Structure [Green], Spider Sense [Green], Demonic Aura [Green], Serious Punch [Green]]
[Simulation starts!]
[I seek no praise for bright colors, but leave only a pure essence to fill the universe.]
[After three simulations, you already possess the formidable strength of the Golden Body Realm.]
[The case of collusion between officials and demons was successfully solved under your single-handed orchestration.]
[The demons of Baiyun Ridge were wiped out by you in a single day, and the corrupt officials and evil clerks in Baiyun County were either killed or captured.]
[Baiyun County has finally ushered in its bright and clear skies.]
[However, your adventure has not stopped.]
[The village massacre case of Luoding Village is still shrouded in a layer of mystery.]
[To uncover the truth of the tragedy, and for higher martial arts realms and strength, you will once again embark on a journey...]
[Year 1, nineteen years old.]
[Starting trait extraction...]
[Extraction successful!]
[Ageless Male God (Green): Your appearance will be fixed at eighteen years old, limited only to your appearance.]
[Do you want to adjust your traits?]
[Yes/No]
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
