Bee Tail Sword

The sky brightened in an instant. Fang Mu left Qingliu Town with Fang Jing, who had just woken up, and Qi Zhu, whose eyes held a trace of reproach.

A group of recruited Demon Slayer Envoys followed behind them.

Fang Mu told Qi Zhu some of what had happened, including nothing about the mysterious organization, and needed her help to cover his lie.

Sun Hou was dead, and Fang Mu had no way to conjure up another Sun Hou. He would have to give an explanation when he returned.

To avoid arousing suspicion, he could only make Qi Zhu shoulder the blame, saying that Sun Hou had attempted to molest her, but she had discovered it and taken the opportunity to ambush and kill him.

Although the excuse was somewhat flimsy, it was still enough to muddle through.

At least Shen Shi probably would not change the task he wanted completed just because Sun Hou had suddenly died.

They hurried along the road, and Qi Zhu's eyes remained faintly reproachful.

Fang Mu had actually gone so far as to knock her unconscious last night, leaving her neck still somewhat sore.

But when she thought that Fang Jing had also been knocked unconscious, and that Fang Mu seemed to care deeply for his sister yet had struck her as well, Qi Zhu felt considerably more balanced.

Qi Zhu even secretly rejoiced a little, because she felt that Fang Mu still cared about her.

This time, Fang Mu had even asked her to look after and protect Fang Jing for several days.

For a moment, this made Qi Zhu's thoughts run wild.

In Qingzhu City, Fang Mu returned to the Demon Slayer Division and reported the mission to Deputy Chief Envoy Luo Shan.

Both the Demon Slayer Division and the Demon Extermination Division had a Deputy Chief Envoy and a supreme commander, the Chief Envoy.

The Demon Extermination Division oversaw the larger picture, managing the affairs of the entire County Office and county city.

The Demon Slayer Division was only responsible for its own internal affairs and had no authority to manage anything else.

Thus, the Demon Extermination Division held greater power. It possessed the authority to decide all matters, including life and death, while the Chief Envoy of the Demon Slayer Division was merely part of the management.

The Demon Slayer Division's Deputy Chief Envoy, Luo Shan, was rather old-fashioned and rarely smiled, but he handled matters impartially and did not deliberately make things difficult for Fang Mu.

After reporting the mission, Fang Mu returned to the Demon Slayer Division's main hall, where Tu Qing came looking for trouble.

Sun Hou's death had enraged Tu Qing, but Qi Zhu admitted to killing him and testified that Sun Hou had attempted to molest her.

Therefore, Tu Qing did not pursue the matter, but he did not believe that Sun Hou had dared harbor improper intentions toward Qi Zhu.

He suspected that Sun Hou had caught Qi Zhu and Fang Mu in the act, and that the two had therefore plotted to kill him.

Tu Qing had no evidence and could do nothing to Fang Mu, but he could still find fault with him and make his life unpleasant.

Thus, Fang Mu spent the entire day slaying demons.

Tu Qing was truly deranged. He had actually dumped a huge pile of demon-catching bags on him.

The demons inside were generally not very strong, but there were simply too many of them.

After a whole day of slaying demons, Fang Mu was exhausted and somewhat furious as well, with killing intent spreading through his heart.

Keeping Tu Qing alive would sooner or later bring disaster. It seemed he had to find a way to increase his strength and seize an opportunity to kill him.

Looking at the last demon-catching bag in his hand, Fang Mu entered the seven-star dungeon of Mortal Prison.

After entering the inner prison, Fang Mu found a refined-iron chain and planned to use it as a weapon.

The demon this time was clearly no weakling. Fang Mu had only slain two or three seven-star demons of Mortal Prison before, and all of them had been immensely powerful.

As the demon-catching bag loosened, a demon resembling a bee emerged, with a bee's head and a humanoid body.

It had a pair of transparent wings and flew at Fang Mu with a buzzing sound.

Looking at the attacking demon, Fang Mu gave a cold snort and swung the refined-iron chain at the bee demon.

The demon was astonishingly fast. It instantly evaded the attack, then thrust out its slender proboscis toward Fang Mu.

Fang Mu did not retreat. Instead, he swung the chain with both hands, whipping it about so densely that not even a wisp of air could pass through.

The bee demon let out a cry and was sent flying by the chain, utterly unable to approach Fang Mu.

After knocking the bee demon away with one strike, Fang Mu strode forward, raised the refined-iron chain, and lashed out at it again.

The demon moved with incredible speed, dodging left and right, but it could not evade the dense barrage. It was struck several times, and a great deal of dark green fluid dripped from its body.

"Whoosh!"

The bee demon raised its tail and shot out a slender stinger.

The stinger was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it swept past Fang Mu's chain defense and struck him in the shoulder.

Feeling the violent pain in his shoulder, Fang Mu could not help sucking in a cold breath.

The stinger contained a toxin. It not only had a numbing effect but could also corrode the wound and stimulate the pain nerves.

Enduring the pain, Fang Mu forcibly pulled out the stinger.

Fortunately, his physical defenses were extremely strong. The stinger had only pierced a small distance; otherwise, it might well have gone straight through his shoulder.

"Bzzzz!"

The demon beat its wings and transformed into a blur as it flew toward him in attack.

Seeing the bee demon arrive before him in the blink of an eye, Fang Mu advanced instead of retreating and threw a punch. Countless Bone Spurs instantly burst from his body.

The sharp Bone Spurs pierced through the bee demon, which had no time to dodge.

The demon shrieked miserably. Impaled until it was riddled with holes, it ultimately lost its life.

After retracting the Bone Spurs, Fang Mu looked at the blood-smeared hole in his left hand. While sucking in a breath from the pain, he hurriedly took out medicine and stopped the bleeding.

Fortunately, his flesh possessed powerful self-healing abilities. Before long, it had stopped bleeding and scabbed over on its own.

With practiced ease, he stripped the bee demon's wings off with the prison tools, then refined everything that remained in the Demon Refining Mirror. Even the stinger was refined.

Intermediate Essence Blood Pill, smelted from the bee demon's essence blood. After consumption, it could strengthen one's vitality and nourish the physical body.

Bee Pattern Mask, capable of merging into the face and isolating all prying eyes while preserving its mysterious nature. You deserve to have one.

Bee Tail Sword, light and nimble, striking without a sound, with additional attributes of paralysis, corrosion, and nerve-piercing pain.

Fang Mu swallowed the Essence Blood Pill. Looking at the paper-thin mask and willow-leaf-thin long sword that had appeared in his hands, he was overjoyed.

Sure enough, great risks brought great rewards. Only powerful demons could be refined into good things.

After swinging the Bee Tail Sword a few times, Fang Mu felt that it was too light and nimble for him. He could leave it to Fang Jing as a weapon for self-defense.

Putting away the mask and Bee Tail Sword, Fang Mu left the dungeon with the Bee Wings.

When he returned to the Demon Slayer Division's main hall, dusk had already fallen, and he did not see Tu Qing.

Clearly, Tu Qing had assumed Fang Mu would need to spend a whole day and night chopping down demons, so he had not foolishly waited for him at the Demon Slayer Division.

Fang Mu handed the Bee Wings to several Demon Slayer Envoys for processing, then left the Demon Slayer Division directly.

The streets in the city were already deserted, appearing somewhat empty.

Fang Mu did not return to the Slums. Qi Zhu was protecting Fang Jing, and Xixi had also been instructed to stay by Fang Jing's side.

As long as they did not run around, there should be no danger.

Following the empty alleyways, Fang Mu headed to the Sacrificial God Hall once more. He wanted to see whether he could steal the faith power from the divine statues in the other four great halls.

Although it was somewhat risky, he had a certain intuition.

If he could devour that faith power, his soul power would definitely undergo a transformation, becoming stronger and his senses becoming keener.

Fang Mu could also investigate Qi Zhu's background while he was at it, to see whether he could find any clues.

Fang Mu knew the way by now, and soon arrived at the Sacrificial God Hall. After slipping inside, he first went to the Dao Hall.