Jade Faced Gentleman

For the entire night, Fang Mu spent his time teaching Qi Zhu how to cultivate the Demonic Scripture.

The clone didn't need the Demonic Scripture, but Qi Zhu cultivating it was perfectly suited.

As the sky suddenly brightened, Fang Mu opened the courtyard gate. After locking it, he and Qi Zhu parted ways.

Fang Jing was left by Fang Mu in the home's cellar. He had too much on his plate lately, and the clone needed to help him slay demons, so he could only temporarily inconvenience her.

Upon entering the County Office and arriving at the Demon Slayer Division's main hall.

Fang Mu unexpectedly saw a handsome young man dressed in red, with a somewhat pale complexion.

The man in red arrogantly sat in the head seat of the hall. Seeing Fang Mu enter, he was the first to speak, mockingly saying, "Envoy Fang, you've arrived a bit late."

Fang Mu didn't reply to the man in red. Instead, he asked, "Who are you? And why do you dare sit in the chief seat of the public hall?"

"What? Envoy Fang, do you think I've taken your spot and intend to hold me accountable?"

Hearing the man in red's barbed words, Fang Mu didn't answer. He calmly looked at the man in red, waiting for his response.

Seeing Fang Mu's unyielding demeanor, the man in red frowned, showing his displeasure.

"It's no harm to tell you. My name is Tu Lang. Tu Shan is my adoptive father. As the new Bronze Toad Envoy, I naturally have the right to sit here."

Fang Mu had already made some guesses about the man in red's identity.

So when the man in red revealed his identity, he wasn't surprised at all.

"Oh, right! The Chief Envoy's daughter, Qi Zhu, is betrothed to me."

"I heard you have a good relationship with her, so shouldn't you congratulate me?"

Looking at Tu Lang, who had a smug look on his face, Fang Mu chose to ignore him directly.

"You few, follow me. The rest can rest. No demon slaying today!"

Fang Mu pointed at the few people with the clone and ordered the remaining numerous demon slayers.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mu turned and left, paying no attention to Tu Lang, nor giving him any face.

He had already offended Tu Shan, so he naturally didn't care about Tu Lang.

The man in black from last night was likely Tu Lang, whose pale complexion Fang Mu could recognize. He could still distinguish the aura on him.

"Bang!"

The sound of tables and chairs shattering echoed from the Demon Slayer Division's hall. Fang Mu, who had already left the hall, could even hear Tu Lang's enraged roar.

But he didn't care. Tu Lang had suffered a hidden loss at his hands last night, and his injuries likely hadn't fully healed.

Therefore, even with a hundred times the courage, he probably wouldn't dare to attack him rashly.

As for just moving his lips and cursing him behind his back, Fang Mu didn't care about such harmless attacks.

After entering the Mortal Character Prison, Fang Mu assigned some simple demon-slaying tasks to a few demon slayers who were in low spirits.

When those people learned they were only going to kill some one or two-star low-level demons, they thanked him as if they had received a great pardon and quickly left.

Fang Mu handed over all the demons in the Mortal Character Prison to the clone for slaying.

The demons in the Earth Prison had all been killed by Fang Mu. The only thing left untouched was the corpse of the Jade Faced Gentleman.

That corpse had to be kept for the Chief Envoy's decision. He hadn't reported it before.

Now was the time to report it. It shouldn't raise any further suspicion and would also prevent the corpse from rotting if left for too long.

Leaving the Mortal Character Prison and entering the Earth Prison, Fang Mu pondered how to enter the Heaven Prison.

The key to the Heaven Prison was only held by the Chief Envoy, Ye Tian.

As for forcing his way into the Heaven Prison, if it were that easy, the powerful Huihai would have already done it.

He still hadn't figured out a way to enter the Heaven Prison.

The only feasible method was to have Qi Zhu steal the key.

But this might implicate her. Fang Mu didn't want to owe her a favor unless it was absolutely necessary.

While Fang Mu was contemplating, he arrived at the special-grade dungeon.

He opened the dungeon, walked into the inner cell, and looked at the somewhat emaciated Jade Faced Gentleman, Fang Mu couldn't help but sigh.

This man, dressed as an old monk, was called the Jade Faced Gentleman. No one had ever seen his true face.

He wore an extremely thin human skin mask, which allowed him to change his appearance at will.

And that magical mask was currently stored in his Demon Refining Mirror space.

Looking at the Jade Faced Gentleman's scarred face, Fang Mu let out a sigh.

The Jade Faced Gentleman's real face was actually extremely handsome. In his youth, he had captivated countless girls who fell in love with him.

Later, he obtained the mask and lived every day with a different face and a different identity.

Over time, he forgot who he was.

To prevent anyone from knowing his original face and uncovering his past, he destroyed his own face.

"I have to say! You are truly a ruthless person!"

Fang Mu took out a dagger and cut open his calf, retrieving a token and a bloody silk kerchief from the flesh and blood within.

The silk kerchief was wrapped around a thumb-sized round jade, inscribed with a tiny character for "Liu."

After examining the round jade, Fang Mu found nothing unusual. However, the silk kerchief had several small, delicate characters embroidered on it.

Fortunately, his eyesight was good; otherwise, he figured he'd need a magnifying glass to read the small script on the kerchief.

"Qingzhou, the Liu family of the North City."

"Ancestral virtue has left behind a secret treasure."

The silk kerchief was signed at the end with a plea to treat the Liu family kindly.

Looking at the small characters on the silk kerchief, Fang Mu felt a bit surprised.

He had obtained the Jade Faced Gentleman's memories but hadn't found any information about the Liu family.

The Jade Faced Gentleman's memories contained no mention of the Liu family, leading Fang Mu to suspect that he might have deliberately severed his own memories related to them.

The miraculous Soul Seed technique and the soul-snatching sorcery clearly couldn't have been created by the Jade Faced Gentleman himself.

His memories also held no information about the Jade Faced Gentleman creating these secret arts.

Therefore, Fang Mu had to suspect that the Jade Faced Gentleman's abilities might have originated from the Liu family.

Even the human skin masks might be related to the Liu family's secret treasure.

It was just that Fang Mu couldn't quite figure out why the Jade Faced Gentleman would leave clues on him.

Was it that he ultimately couldn't let go of the Liu family? Otherwise, he wouldn't have left the words "treat the Liu family kindly."

Unable to comprehend it, Fang Mu temporarily put everything away.

The other token was related to the Jade Faced Gentleman's identity and the name of Huihai's organization.

Fang Mu quickly put the token away, knowing that too much information often brought unnecessary death sentences.

He pulled a long thread from his clothes, wrapped his blood around it, and used it to stitch up the wound he had cut on the Jade Faced Gentleman.

After tidying up and ensuring no abnormalities could be detected, Fang Mu left the dungeon directly.

Upon returning to the Mortal Character Prison, his clone had almost finished killing all the demons.

His clone had cut off some fragmented demon materials, and Fang Mu used the Demon Refining Mirror to refine the rest.

Controlling the prison alone felt great; he didn't have to be cautious when doing things, could go to any dungeon he pleased, and no one dared to stop him.

Leaving the Mortal Character Prison and arriving at the Demon Slayer Division's main hall, Fang Mu didn't see the annoying Tu Lang from earlier that day.

Clearly, he had suffered a setback and wasn't in the mood to cause trouble anymore.

Fang Mu finished his current tasks, recorded some necessary information, and then left the Demon Slayer Division's main hall.

By the time he walked out of the County Office, it was already dark. As Fang Mu entered an alleyway, he sensed several pairs of eyes tracking him and became vigilant.

He darted into an alleyway and then activated Extreme Wind Speed to leave quickly.

Weaving through twists and turns, he sped through over a dozen alleyways.

The pursuers couldn't catch him; he had shaken them off.

Sensing no one following him, Fang Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to attract trouble and preferred to avoid it for now.

Fang Mu lightly tapped his toes, heading rapidly in the direction of his home.

In his haste to get home, Fang Mu didn't notice how unusually quiet it was outside the city that night; not even the roars of wild beasts could be heard.

The small city was eerily quiet, as still as the calm before a storm.