Demon Suppressing Division Reception Envoy

Demon Suppressing Division Reception Envoy

When he got off duty, Wei Fan discovered that the eastern district had become lively once more, with the sound of firecrackers everywhere.

The eastern district's residents were all celebrating the deaths of the city lord and Registrar Wei Qingyuan.

"Black Wind Stronghold occupies treacherous terrain—easy to defend, hard to attack. Even if an army of thousands marched on it, it would be difficult to take!"

"On top of that, they have been established there for a long time. Even if they were besieged for months, they might not fall."

"Most importantly, all three chief leaders are Aperture Opening Realm experts, and their men are strong and well-equipped..."

As Wei Fan walked, he recalled the information on Black Wind Stronghold. With its advantageous terrain and powerful forces, it would be difficult to conquer by sheer numbers alone. Only by relying on true experts to charge into Black Wind Stronghold first and break it from within would there be any hope.

Yet the information Luo Wen had given him did not specifically mention the cultivation of Black Wind Stronghold's chief leader. It only stated that the other two leaders were both Aperture Opening Realm Second Level experts.

Black Wind Stronghold's chief leader was extremely mysterious. Even a few years ago, when Cloud City had dispatched more than a thousand men to attack Black Wind Stronghold, their chief leader had driven back Cloud City's troops without ever showing himself.

Wei Fan was confident that, relying on the Golden Bell Shield and his Innate Body Refinement cultivation, he could withstand attacks and force his way into Black Wind Stronghold. But without knowing the chief leader's exact cultivation, charging in would undoubtedly be very risky.

Like the True Qi Realm, the Aperture Opening Realm was divided into nine levels. With his current cultivation, he did not fear Aperture Opening Realm First or Second Level experts, but if they were any higher, he could not be certain of victory.

Moreover, just as in the True Qi Realm, someone at the True Qi Ninth Level might have only ten-odd years of cultivation in their dantian—or they might have fifty or sixty years' worth.

A realm alone could not serve as the sole measure of combat strength.

"Half a jin of beef, one roast chicken, and a bowl of tofu soup with greens!"

Wei Fan entered a restaurant and sat down, intending to have dinner before heading home.

"Please wait a moment, Master Wei!"

After the waiter left, Wei Fan suddenly caught a faint, intermittent stench that drilled into his nostrils.

The stench was not strong, but now that his Innate Body Refinement had transformed his fleshly body, his sense of smell was already ten times sharper than that of an ordinary person.

He turned to look and saw a man entering from outside, walking toward him.

When the man reached Wei Fan, he cupped his hands in salute. "This lowly one is Xiong Wanxing. Greetings, Master Wei!"

Wei Fan gave the self-proclaimed Xiong Wanxing a once-over and said calmly, "You dared enter the city and show yourself before me. You've got some nerve. Aren't you afraid I'll butcher you?"

The Xiong Wanxing before him was unmistakably a demon.

Hearing Wei Fan's words, his expression did not change. "This lowly one only came to deliver a message to Master Wei. If Master Wei wishes to kill me, it will not be too late after this lowly one has finished speaking!"

"Here to deliver a message?" Wei Fan raised a brow. "If I killed you, it would make me seem petty and narrow-minded. I'll spare your life for now. Spit it out."

"Thank you, Master Wei! The old ancestor was right—you are a man of principle."

Xiong Wanxing was not fearless in the face of death. Hearing that Wei Fan would not kill him, he visibly relaxed. "My old ancestor says he does not wish to provoke the Demon Suppressing Division. But as the leader of Cloud City's Demon Race, after you killed Tiger King and Great Immortal Huang in succession, he had no choice but to step forward.

"At noon tomorrow, the old ancestor will await a battle with you at Five Ridges Mountain.

"If the old ancestor loses, Cloud City's Demon Race will vanish from this day onward.

"But if you lose, he hopes Cloud City can return to how it was before.

"If Master Wei does not go, then he will no longer restrain Great Immortal Huang's descendants."

"Coming to challenge me?" Wei Fan revealed a smile. "Your old ancestor is the true man of principle, actually playing by the human way of arranging a duel with me. I was wondering why Great Immortal Huang's descendants had not come to Cloud City to cause trouble after I killed him. So that old bear had been keeping them in check."

Xiong Wanxing nodded lightly.

It was indeed his old ancestor who had restrained Great Immortal Huang's demons. Otherwise, Cloud City would not have been so peaceful lately.

Of course, that old bear was not acting out of kindness. If dozens or even hundreds of demons rushed into Cloud City, they could kill many people in a short time—but the result would be that Demon Suppressing Division experts would be drawn here and thoroughly wipe out the demons around Cloud City.

"Get lost. Go back and tell that old bear that at noon tomorrow, I'll meet him at Five Ridges Mountain for a battle."

"This lowly one takes his leave!"

Xiong Wanxing bowed, then withdrew from the restaurant and left.

"Master Wei, you mustn't go!"

"Those demons are cunning. They may have already set a trap for you."

"These beasts are actually using the whole city to threaten Master Wei."

As soon as Xiong Wanxing left, the people in the restaurant began talking over one another, all urging Wei Fan not to go.

"Say no more. I was the one who killed Great Immortal Huang. If I don't go and his descendants enter the city to take revenge, every blood debt will be laid at my door."

"Besides, that old bear may not be my match!"

Wei Fan cut off their attempts to persuade him. After eating, he left the restaurant and headed home.

"Reception Envoy, he is the Cloud City constable Wei Fan I told you and Xuerong about!"

Ning Xuan pointed at Wei Fan as he stepped out of the restaurant.

Besides Su Xuerong, there was also a middle-aged man around fifty standing beside him.

The middle-aged man Ning Xuan had addressed as the Reception Envoy looked at Wei Fan and murmured, "Eighteen years old, cultivating both internally and externally. Both his body refinement and true qi have reached the Ninth Level.

"At his age and cultivation, he would only be considered average in Su City. His dantian can hold only ten years of cultivation, and his innate constitution is considered low-grade. But if the records are true—if he has practiced martial arts for only three months, yet has already brought the Dragon's Roar Sky Shattering Finger, Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber, and the like to perfection—then his comprehension is absolutely terrifying."

If we bring him into the Demon Suppressing Division, his bone structure can be improved. With this level of comprehension, it isn't impossible for him to take one of the Commanders as his master. When that happens, the two of you will have rendered a great service as well.

Wait here. I'll test his skills!

The Demon Suppressing Division's assessment doesn't just look at talent. It also examines combat strength, reactions in the field, and so on."

As the Reception Envoy spoke, he paid no heed to Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong's reactions and walked toward Wei Fan.

With his hands behind his back, he steadily drew closer to Wei Fan. At the instant they passed each other, his five fingers abruptly curled into a claw and seized for Wei Fan's throat.

It was a sudden attack at close range. The Reception Envoy was confident that even among experts of the same rank, very few could evade it.

When he had assessed Ning Xuan back then, he had used this very move to seize Ning Xuan so tightly that he had been unable to move in the slightest.

Over the years, he had used this move to assess people until it was second nature. He had never failed even once.

His five fingers flashed like lightning, just about to seize Wei Fan.

Boom!

In the next instant, Wei Fan seemed to transform into a berserk giant bear before the Reception Envoy's eyes. Rising upright, his body abruptly grew half a foot taller. The Reception Envoy's fingers only barely caught Wei Fan's shoulder; they could not reach his throat at all.

"What?"

The Reception Envoy was horrified, because he truly saw a giant bear emerge around Wei Fan, radiating a savage, terrifying aura.

At the same time, he felt as though his fingers had clutched an iron plate. He could not budge Wei Fan in the slightest.

"You're courting death!"

Ambushed in the street, killing intent soared in Wei Fan's eyes. His palm swelled as he struck toward the head of the man who had suddenly attacked him.

Giant Bear Palm!

Giant Bear True Intent!

This was the first time he had used it against an enemy after comprehending Giant Bear True Intent. Influenced by that True Intent, all he wanted now was to smash this attacker's head apart with one palm.

The immense strength of one hundred thousand jin in a single arm, enhanced by a body-tempering martial art such as Giant Bear True Intent, unleashed a power beyond imagining. His palm came down with overwhelming force, like mountains collapsing and seas roaring. Even the air exploded beneath it, producing a deafening blast.

Before the palm had even landed, the Reception Envoy felt as though a great mountain were bearing down upon his head. Even his protective true qi showed faint signs of being crushed apart by the pressure!

Where the hell was this the Wei Fan Ning Xuan had described? He was countless times more terrifying than the one Ning Xuan had spoken of.

A mere eruption of raw strength—and just the gale from it had nearly broken his protective true qi. Was this really not some demon dragon?

And if he had not seen wrongly, this move was a martial art imbued with True Intent. There had been nothing of the sort in the intelligence Ning Xuan had provided.

What Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber or Dragon's Roar Sky Shattering Finger—compared to True Meaning Martial Arts, they were not even on the same level.

"We're on the same side! Stop!"