"Brother Zhu..."
"My brother..."
Bai Yujun's little mouth fell open as she watched a pig demon, half-man and half-boar, support the gray-robed Ghost Cultivator with a grief-stricken expression. One man and one pig cherished each other deeply, their bond so close it rather smacked of a cut-sleeve affair. The ancient custom was so lifelike that it opened the snake's eyes. Their profound affection instead left Bai Yujun feeling awkward.
Her hand trembled, and she nearly threw away the heavy ruler.
Yang Ning knew quite a lot about that Wild Boar Demon and immediately became Bai Yujun's guide.
"That wild boar has thick hide and tough flesh, so it must not be underestimated. There were originally no demons on this mountain, but last year this wild boar suddenly appeared and called himself Squire Zhu. He usually kept a low profile, but many women from the nearby villages, towns, and county seat went missing. Later, someone saw the abducted women on this mountain, and only then did we learn that the pig demon had kidnapped them here to violate them. It is truly hateful!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Yujun was filled with hostility toward the wild boar and placed him squarely on her must-kill list.
"You didn't eliminate the demon? Even if you couldn't defeat it, couldn't you report it to the court and summon cultivators from Chunyang Palace?"
She did not understand why the locals had not sought aid sooner. A high-ranking Golden Core Stage disciple stationed outside for training could deal with some pig demon with a wave of the hand. Why drag things out like this?
Yang Ning smiled awkwardly.
"The local cultivators thought we could handle the pig demon ourselves. Who would have expected this wild boar's hide to be so thick and difficult to deal with? The