Anger Erupts, Killing Ensues

"How is it? Are his eyes still salvageable?"

"The pupils are bleeding, and the whites of his eyes are covered in bloodshot veins. He must have been hit by some kind of eye technique from the Bird Demon."

"I've already applied medicine to him. Whether he'll recover depends on himself."

"Alright! I hope he can still see. Otherwise, I'll have to order his execution."

As the voices asking and answering faded away, Fang Mu, who had regained consciousness, was drenched in a cold sweat.

"Damn it, this Demon Slayer Division is truly heartless. They'll execute you just for going blind."

Feeling a cool sensation from the herbs on his eyes, Fang Mu couldn't enjoy it and quickly removed the bandages.

He tried to open his eyes and found that his vision was somewhat blurry.

"Fang Mu, why did you take off the bandages? Lie down properly!"

"I can take two days off this month, and I've already requested it. I'll take care of you for these two days, so you can rest well."

A concerned voice came from outside the room. Fang Mu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhao Li.

"Uncle Zhao! I haven't been back in a while, I want to go home and visit!" Fang Mu hesitated for a moment before suggesting to Zhao Li.

"Sure! I miss your aunt's chicken soup too. I haven't been back in a month either. I'll carry you."

Zhao Li agreed with Fang Mu's idea. He picked Fang Mu up on his back and turned towards the outside.

Fang Mu had wanted to walk himself. His vision was blurry, not completely gone.

However, Zhao Li told him to relax and didn't put him down, so Fang Mu didn't insist.

As Fang Mu lay on Zhao Li's back, he suddenly saw a wisp of black energy emanating from Zhao Li.

Fang Mu curiously reached out to grab the black energy but grasped at empty air.

As Zhao Li carried him towards the outside of the Great Prison Prefecture, they encountered many patrolling guards and constables along the way.

Fang Mu noticed that they all had some black energy on them, to varying degrees.

"Is that demon energy? Then why don't I have any?"

Fang Mu wondered silently, examining himself and finding no trace of black energy on his body.

Zhao Li carried him through the County Office, taking many twists and turns for a long time before leaving.

This County Office was larger than he had imagined, like a small city.

After leaving the County Office, Fang Mu attempted to circulate his Vital Energy, enveloping the black energy on Zhao Li and drawing it into his body.

The black energy did not resist and was easily absorbed into Fang Mu's body.

As the black energy entered his body, before Fang Mu could even study it, that wisp of black energy was suddenly absorbed by his pupils.

Fang Mu was stunned for a moment and found that his vision seemed to have become even more blurry.

"Uh? Side effect??"

Fang Mu was somewhat surprised and dared not try to absorb any more black energy. He needed to see if his pupils could return to normal first.

He couldn't afford to go blind himself while trying to save Zhao Li.

Zhao Li carried him along the alleyways of the slums for a while, arriving outside an old, dilapidated courtyard.

"Hmph! Little girl, we came here sincerely to propose marriage. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."

"Don't you dare! My brother is a Demon Slayer Envoy. If you dare to do anything, my brother won't let you off."

"Demon Slayer Envoy? Hahaha! Who doesn't know that's a deadly job? Your brother's corpse is probably discarded somewhere by now."

"You... you guys, don't come any closer!"

"Ah! Help!"

Hearing the shouts and commotion from within the courtyard, Fang Mu, who had been lying on Zhao Li's back, instantly became enraged.

"You're asking for death!" he roared in anger, stepping on Zhao Li's back and leaping over the wall.

"Fang Mu, calm down!" Zhao Li exclaimed. Seeing Fang Mu leap into the courtyard, he quickly rushed towards the courtyard gate not far away.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, Zhao Li heard a series of screams.

Looking around, he saw three men lying in pools of blood.

"Brother, Brother, you killed someone! You, you run, don't... don't worry about me!"

A pale, sallow-faced girl clung to Fang Mu in terror, pushing him repeatedly towards the courtyard gate.

Looking at the girl, who was anxiously crying, Fang Mu held her trembling hand and gave her a gentle smile to comfort her, "Don't be afraid. They deserved to die for bullying you."

"Many people die in the slums every day. The County Office can't possibly manage all of it."

"Is that true?" The girl, somewhat dazed, heard Fang Mu's comforting words and seemed half-believing.

"They are thugs from the slums. They aren't important people. It's fine if they die, but their bodies still need to be dealt with," Zhao Li said quietly, closing the courtyard gate and checking the three bodies to comfort the girl.

"Burn them and bury them in a pit. No one should find out."

"That's not appropriate. This is a residential area, after all. Burying a body here would be bad luck."

Zhao Li rejected Fang Mu's suggestion and then proposed, "Let's wait until it's late and quiet tonight to transport their bodies to the Mass Grave."

"Bodies often appear there. There are countless stray cats and dogs, so no one will notice or suspect anything."

"That works too!" Fang Mu thought for a moment and agreed to Zhao Li's proposal.

The two found a large quilt, wrapped and tied up the three corpses, and then cleaned up the bloodstains on the ground.

"Knock knock!!"

"Xiao Jing! Why did you lock the courtyard gate?"

At this moment, a woman's voice called out from outside the courtyard.

Startled by the sudden sound, Fang Mu and the other two were taken aback. Zhao Li and Fang Jing were the first to react.

"It's Aunt Zhao. She went to buy groceries earlier," Fang Jing whispered.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

Zhao Li opened the courtyard gate, pulled the woman from outside inside, and quietly said after closing and locking the door.

The woman was Zhao Li's wife. She was a bit dark-skinned and ordinary-looking, but she had a good heart and was quite intelligent.

Upon seeing the situation, she immediately knew something had happened and asked softly, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhao Li quickly explained the situation to her in a low voice, while Fang Mu took his sister, Fang Jing, back into the house.

Back in the room, Fang Mu saw that his sister's condition had relapsed, and she was coughing incessantly. He frowned and quickly had her lie down on the bed to rest.

He channeled his meager Vital Energy into Fang Jing, which gradually calmed her cough.

Watching Fang Jing gradually fall asleep, Fang Mu couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache for his sister, whom he had only just met.

"Don't worry! Brother will cure you!"

Fang Mu walked over to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and then drifted off, recalling the Bird Demon's memories.

The place where the Bird Demon had hidden its treasures seemed to contain quite a few silver coins.

Although it was a shame there were no gold ingots, the silver coins were still a fortune to Fang Mu.

The gold ingots the Bird Demon had mentioned earlier were just to trick him into getting closer.

According to the memories, the treasure location was near the Mass Grave.

Since they had to dispose of bodies tonight anyway, he could check it out on the way. He should have a good harvest.

Fang Mu mused to himself, deciding to take a risk that night and visit the Bird Demon's treasure spot.

According to the Bird Demon's fragmented memories, there was also a Demon Core hidden there, though it was unclear where it came from.

Only Great Demons above the First Rank Realm could condense a Demon Core.

Therefore, the value of a Demon Core could not be measured in money. For the Demon Core, Fang Mu felt it was worth the risk.