Clear Water City Lord's Manor.
"Another night of slaughter!"
Xue Yuanshan stood in the courtyard, gazing toward the Demon Race territory in the distance.
He was one of Yunzhou Demon Suppressing Division's commanders, the trusted confidant of Commander-in-Chief Zhong Zhenyu, and also the lord of Clear Water City.
He had joined the Demon Suppressing Division after becoming an Aperture Opening martial artist at eighteen. Over his lifetime, he had experienced no fewer than a thousand bloody battles, repeatedly escaping death by a hair's breadth.
"I protected you for two hundred years. Now it is time for you to repay me!"
He had always remained true to his original resolve, never regretting a hundred battles. Only a few years ago, when a Divine Martial Grandmaster he had been friends with for more than two centuries died of old age before his eyes, did he suddenly realize that he, too, was nearly three hundred years old.
If he did not become a Martial Venerable, he would soon be like that old friend, dying of old age in a sickbed, his divine soul turning to ash and scattering away.
His talent was ordinary, and after years of fighting demons, he had accumulated countless hidden injuries. He had not broken through to the Divine Realm until he was over a hundred years old. Breaking through to Martial Venerable on his own was almost impossible. His only hope was to take the road less traveled by the sword and fall into the demonic path.
"This commander will enter seclusion for several days. Do not disturb me unless it is something important!"
Tonight, Dragon Horned Deer Lord would come into the city to gather some Heavenly Human medicinal herbs to water the Golden Body Fruit. He needed an excuse to avoid him. After giving instructions to