Don't Worry, It Won't Hurt Too Much

Chen Bin had heard it clearly from before they even entered the room.

When he heard "Absorb Yang Energy" and "Consume Souls," his heart leaped. An invisible hand tightly gripped his heart, silencing him.

Immediately after, a scene appeared before his eyes.

Two red dots and one blue dot, approaching a small blue figure.

Was this a Map?

Blue was himself, red was the enemy?

It wasn't just a Map, but also a notification;

[Red-Clad Woman: Body Tempering Realm Fox Demon, Merit +7.]

[Old Ghoul: Tiger Demon Ghoul, Merit +8.]

[Bao Hong: Body Tempering Realm Martial Artist, Merit +4.]

The names were in front, but what were the numbers after Merit?

As Chen Bin pondered, he heard the name of his direct superior, 'Tian Jie.'

His heart jolted. Arriving here, how could he not understand the whole story?

That Demon Suppression Division Captain Tian Jie, after taking his money, never intended for him to survive tonight.

He took bribes and then sold people to Demonic Creatures as food?

What he heard next made Chen Bin unable to sit still.

If he didn't do something, he'd really be caught by that Mountain Lord and become food.

Chen Bin covered his head and stood up, feigning drunkenness. His steps were unsteady, his eyes unfocused.

He swayed and glanced at the three of them. Each had their own Red Name floating above their heads.

Chen Bin's gaze finally landed on Bao Hong.

With a hint of joy, he staggered towards Bao Hong, slurring, "Brother, come, let's keep drinking!"

The three of them were stunned when they saw Chen Bin get up.

The Red-Clad Woman's eyes widened, her heart full of confusion: No, I've almost drained him, just leaving enough life to keep his soul tethered.

The Old Ghoul frowned, his eyes revealing displeasure: This Red-Clad Woman, unreliable?

Bao Hong was even more shocked into silence, inwardly lamenting: I knew I shouldn't trust the鬼话 of Demonic Creatures.

The three watched Chen Bin approach, unsure of what to do, their expressions frozen.

While they were stunned, Chen Bin had already passed the Old Ghoul and was heading for Bao Hong.

With no time to think, the Red-Clad Woman, experienced as she was, met him first.

Something's wrong.

A sudden ominous premonition surged through Bao Hong, but he couldn't quite place what was wrong.

He stared intently as Chen Bin approached, then his gaze fell on the blade at Chen Bin's waist.

He himself had personally placed the sword on the table when he escorted Chen Bin into the room earlier.

Now, the sword was hanging from his person.

"Lit..." Bao Hong's voice had just begun.

A crisp sound, like a dragon's roar splitting the night sky.

The saber was drawn, a flash of black cold light.

The Red-Clad Woman saw the saber, but it was too late to dodge.

The blade was like a black lightning bolt, instantly reaching her forehead.

The Red-Clad Woman, to avoid attracting attention while moving through the county town, had to wear a [Demon Sealing Ornament] to suppress her Demonic Energy.

At this moment, her Demonic Energy circulation was almost at a standstill.

Therefore, she had no time to cast Demonic Arts to protect herself. The instant the Demon Suppression Blade struck, she was defenseless.

Instinctively, she blocked with her claws.

"Aowwwooo...!" The Red-Clad Woman let out a horrific, hoarse scream that chilled the bone.

Accompanied by the spreading red Demonic Energy, blood sprayed out like a red fountain.

The foul stench of Fox Blood filled the room, making one nauseous.

Chen Bin held the saber in one hand. Red patterns lit up on the jet-black blade of the Demon Suppression Blade. The patterns were like burning flames, more vibrant than the demonic blood dripping from the tip.

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The Demon Suppression Blade was jet-black and lusterless, but when stained with the aura of demonic creatures and evil spirits, red patterns would appear.

The function of the red patterns was to instantly absorb the power around the wounds of demonic creatures and evil spirits, preventing them from healing quickly.

In short, it was an enchantment.

The Red-Clad Woman was split in two from her face downwards.

One half of her body slid off the cut, and then her entire form collapsed with a crash.

Freed from the restraint of demonic energy, the beautiful woman's furry body tore through her clothes, and her head split open, transforming into two basketball-sized fox heads.

Red and white fluids flowed across the ground, leaving the scene a mess.

Bao Hong's mouth hung open, his eyes wide, and he pointed at Chen Bin, shouting, "Body Tempering... Organ Tempering Realm?"

His voice was filled with shock and fear.

[Killed Body Tempering Realm Fox Demon, Red-Clad Woman. Merit +7. Remaining Merit: 7]

Chen Bin's lips curved upwards slightly, and he let out a sneer as he approached Bao Hong step by step.

His eyes revealed a chilling killing intent.

"Spare me!" Bao Hong's legs trembled, then buckled, and he immediately knelt down.

He kowtowed frantically towards Chen Bin, his forehead hitting the ground with loud thuds.

"Don't worry, it won't be too painful," Chen Bin said, his voice ice-cold and devoid of any emotion.

He swung his blade, his movements clean and swift.

[Killed Body Tempering Realm Martial Artist, Bao Hong. Merit +4. Remaining Merit: 11]

Heads bowed, blood spilled.

Bao Hong's head was pushed into the air by the blood gushing from his neck, and it rolled to his feet with a plop.

Chen Bin looked down and saw that the head's eyes were wide with rage!

Two dead, one more to go.

Without time to watch the bloody fountain, Chen Bin turned and looked at the Ghoul, which had bared its fangs and extended its claws.

The Old Ghoul was already trembling with fear, and its stiff, corpse-like face was filled with terror.

"No..."

The aura of death, like a heavy dark cloud, enveloped the Old Ghoul, making it shiver and unable to move.

It was just a Ghoul, and this person was already in the Organ Tempering Realm.

The Old Ghoul prostrated itself on the ground, its voice trembling as it pleaded, "Master Chen, spare me. I didn't harm you, and I was forced to come here!"

A flicker of disgust flashed in Chen Bin's eyes. He kicked the head under his foot, and Bao Hong's head rolled to the Ghoul's face.

Their eyes met, and the Old Ghoul flinched backward, its body shaking like a sieve.

"Gnaw off its neck, and the rest of its body too."

Chen Bin said coldly, his eyes devoid of any pity.

Seeing that it didn't move, Chen Bin smiled, "What, is it not fresh enough?"

The Old Ghoul looked up at Chen Bin, its eyes filled with despair. "I'll gnaw it, I'll gnaw it. You have to let me go."

Chen Bin sheathed his blade, a smile appearing on his face. "Don't worry, I never lie."

"Thank you, Master Chen."

The Old Ghoul's face was filled with reverence. It tightly hugged the head with both hands and kowtowed to Chen Bin three times, the thuds of its forehead hitting the ground echoing dully.

After finishing its kowtows, it slowly raised its head. Its withered face now had eyes as black as ink.

Then, it suddenly opened its mouth, filled with black fangs, and eagerly bit down on the still gushing neck.

Its body trembled slightly from extreme desire; fresh meat, long-craved!

Chen Bin frowned, his gaze fixed on the Old Ghoul.

Blood spurted from the Old Ghoul's black, putrid teeth as it ate with relish.

The way it held and gnawed was truly like gnawing on a delicious roast chicken.

This was an extremely disgusting scene, yet Chen Bin showed no signs of nausea.

He reasoned that this was his first day in this world, and his first time killing anyone.

But recalling the movements of his blade just now, they were incredibly fluid, as if he had practiced them countless times.

Soon, in about a minute.

"Master Chen, how is it?"

The Old Ghoul held the blood-soaked head in its hands, a fawning expression on its face, and raised it high like an offering.