Two Hundred Years of Cultivation, Returning to the City

The enormous saber aura stretched five or six meters long, radiating scorching heat as it tore through the demon aura around Great Immortal Huang, cleaving him out of midair in a single stroke.

Boom!

His calf-sized body slammed into the ground, smashing out a huge crater.

"Aoo..." Great Immortal Huang's miserable scream came from within the crater.

He knew Wei Fan possessed the Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber, a technique made to slaughter demons, so from the very beginning he had kept five or six meters away from Wei Fan. Who would have thought Wei Fan's cultivation had risen again, allowing him to strike from five or six meters away?

In that instant, he had been utterly unable to dodge, and his demon power had been unable to withstand it.

Even though he was a True Realm Great Demon, his demon power was nowhere near as vast as Wei Fan's true qi. The immense, terrifying saber aura had cleaved him straight down.

How did he cultivate? His cultivation has increased again!

Hu Qing stared in shock at the five- or six-meter saber aura. When she had previously seen Wei Fan use the Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber, its saber aura had only been two or three meters long.

Even if he had practiced a martial art that expanded the dantian, there was no way his dantian could have expanded this much all at once. Judging by the scale of his true qi, Wei Fan's cultivation had nearly doubled in a short time.

"Ancestor!"

The few weasels carrying the sedan looked over in terror. Half of their ancestor Great Immortal Huang's body had been split open by the saber aura, and he lay in the crater, barely clinging to life.

"He's a killing god! Run!"

One of the weasels came to its senses and abandoned Great Immortal Huang to flee. But at that moment, Wei Fan had already charged out of the black smoke and began cutting them down with every sweep of his saber.

That terrifying black smoke had not harmed him at all. It had all been blocked off by his true qi.

In just two or three breaths, the four weasels that had carried Great Immortal Huang's sedan were all dead on the spot.

"You said the Tiger King was useless, but you're not much stronger than him. You're not even qualified to serve as my warm-up."

Wei Fan stood at the edge of the crater, looking down at Great Immortal Huang, who had yet to breathe his last.

Demon power still surged through the creature's body as he tried to heal his wounds. But Wei Fan's slash had not only split open his body—it had shattered his internal organs as well. His demon power could not heal such injuries at all.

In the crater, Great Immortal Huang's face was filled with terror. "Impossible. You're only at the True Qi Ninth Level. Someone like you should have been recruited by the Demon Suppressing Division long ago."

He was a second-rank True Realm Great Demon, equivalent to a martial artist at the second level of Acupoint Cleaving, yet a martial artist at the True Qi Ninth Level had nearly killed him with one slash. How could he not be afraid?

Even within the Demon Suppressing Division, such people belonged to the tiny handful of greatest prodigies, rarely encountered. Yet such a monster was merely a small constable in Cloud City. Wasn't this setting a trap for weasels?

"Soon enough!"

Wei Fan jumped into the crater. Without caring that Great Immortal Huang had not quite died yet, he began digging out his Demon Sac.

"You..."

As the Demon Sac was dug out, the light in Great Immortal Huang's eyes quickly faded.

Slain Great Immortal Huang, gained 100 years of cultivation

Current cultivation: 207 years

Wei Fan revealed a delighted expression. This was the first time his cultivation had exceeded two hundred years.

"Great Immortal Huang, who had run rampant through Cloud City for so many years, died just like that..."

Hu Qing and Liu Chengzhou walked over. Looking at Great Immortal Huang in the crater, his eyes gradually losing their light, they could not help feeling as though it was unreal.

Including Great Immortal Huang, two of Cloud City's four great demons had now died by Wei Fan's hand.

"How should we deal with their corpses?" Hu Qing pointed at Great Immortal Huang's body.

"Of course, we'll haul them back to the city to claim the reward. This is Great Immortal Huang—the reward shouldn't be low. Old Liu, go to the village, borrow a few ox carts, and call a few people over."

"Alright!"

Liu Chengzhou left to find ox carts. Before long, a group of Three Mile Hamlet villagers returned with him, driving ox carts.

"Thank you, my lord, for eliminating this demon!"

As soon as these people arrived, they dropped to their knees before Wei Fan. Those with more courage rose after thanking him and began kicking the weasel corpses.

"It's fortunate Lord Wei discovered it. These villagers said they had drugged the food they prepared for us."

Liu Chengzhou still felt lingering fear. "By the way, Lord Wei, how did you discover that Tian Qi was a demon?"

Hu Qing looked over as well. Neither of them had noticed anything wrong with Tian Qi.

Naturally, Wei Fan could not say that he had cheats and that demons had nowhere to hide before him. He immediately made up an excuse. "When dealing with demons, one must naturally be cautious. There's no harm in giving them a scare."

The weasel corpses were not very large, but they still filled two ox carts to the brim. Wei Fan gave the two villagers driving the carts some money, then had them haul the weasel corpses toward the city.

"Given Wei Qingyuan's current attitude toward us, will he even give us a reward?"

Liu Chengzhou was doubtful. Wei Qingyuan had no choice but to tolerate them; otherwise, he would probably want to kill them. How could he possibly give them a reward?

In his view, hauling the weasel corpses back was completely unnecessary.

"Idiot, Wei Fan is making a show for the Demon Suppressing Division. You can't even see that?"

Liu Chengzhou nodded thoughtfully. "That's right. With Lord Wei's talent, entering the Demon Suppressing Division would be more than easy. What he lacks at present is reputation."

At the entrance to Cloud City, people flowed in and out while the soldiers guarding the gates dozed listlessly.

Suddenly, everyone caught the scent of a foul stench.

"Where did that dead-rat smell come from?"

"Look at that cart. What a huge weasel."

"That's a demon's corpse. No wonder it smells so bad!"

The moment the word "demon" was spoken, the bustling entrance erupted into commotion.

"It's that yamen runner who carried a tiger's head into the city last time."

One of the soldiers recognized Wei Fan. After all, the enormous tiger head he had carried last time had left quite an impression.

"What yamen runner? Do you know anything? He's wearing a chief constable's uniform."

"You don't know him? That's Chief Constable Wei Fan. He led the destruction of the Fierce Tiger Gang and E Shen Gang in the East District. The East District's security now rivals the inner city's. My brother-in-law's eldest aunt's nephew is even planning to move there."

"Stop talking. Make way for Chief Constable Wei!"

The gathered crowd parted to both sides, making way for Wei Fan and the others. Everyone watched them depart with reverence and fear. Wherever the ox carts went, they caused a stir.

"Chief, something big has happened! Chief Constable Wei and the others are back. Hurry out and take a look!"

Luo Wen hurried out after hearing his subordinate's report. The first thing he saw was the weasel corpses filling two ox carts, and his expression changed at once. "My Lord Wei, what are you doing? You killed so many weasels—won't that Great Immortal Huang from the mountains come and fight you to the death?

"Great Immortal Huang is no Tiger King. His cultivation runs deep, and he has dozens, even hundreds, of demon descendants. Why provoke him?"

At this point, he turned and berated Hu Qing. "It was one thing for you to act without knowing the gravity of things normally, but this time you actually joined in the nonsense. He might not know how formidable Great Immortal Huang is, but don't you know?

"It seems Instructor Hu needs to teach you a proper lesson. Sooner or later you'll cause a huge disaster... No, you've already caused one."

Hu Qing's face was full of grievance. This was the first time Luo Wen had ever scolded her.

"Chief..." Liu Chengzhou lightly tugged on Luo Wen.

"Don't pull me. I'll deal with you later. You've been in the yamen for years—could you possibly not know that the weasels around Cloud City are all Great Immortal Huang's descendants?" Luo Wen glared at Liu Chengzhou.

Liu Chengzhou looked embarrassed and could not help tugging Luo Wen again. "Chief, stop talking. Great Immortal Huang is on the cart too..."

"He's on the cart too?" Luo Wen was greatly alarmed. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

The next moment, he came to his senses, his eyes widening round. "You mean Great Immortal Huang is dead?"

Without waiting for Liu Chengzhou's answer, he clambered onto the ox cart in a fluster and dug out the enormous, calf-sized weasel corpse himself.

"Great Immortal Huang is dead..."

Standing on the cart, he was stunned for a moment. He had been a chief constable for many years, and only veterans like them knew how savage Great Immortal Huang truly was.

"I'll leave these things to you. Haul them to Clerk Wei yourself and get my reward!"

Wei Fan walked to the gate, then stopped and turned back to Luo Wen. "Oh, right. Hu Qing and Liu Chengzhou deserve credit too. Don't forget their share."