A Matter of Convenience

Chapter 11: A Simple Matter

The black-clothed person died peacefully.

The moment the sword light struck, he had actually struggled.

He quickly conjured a ball of black wind in front of his chest. The wind seemed to carry countless locusts, madly eroding Yue Wen's divine sense controlling the Flying Sword, attempting to strip the Flying Sword from Yue Wen's control.

As long as Yue Wen's divine sense faltered, he could break it, causing the Flying Sword to go out of control and the sword light to dissipate.

But to his shock, this young man who suddenly appeared possessed a cultivation solid enough to be a hundred times stronger than that Immortal Sect disciple from before! This person's true qi was condensed, and his divine sense was profound.

His spirit, energy, and mind were flawless!

This was entirely a gap in cultivation techniques. To be able to crush that Linjiang Gate disciple, could he be from a higher-ranking Immortal Sect?

The black-clothed person thought of those famous top-tier Sects in the mortal world. He couldn't fathom why he would attract someone of this caliber to act against him.

And such a person had been pretending to be a corpse here for so long just to sneak attack him!

Did he want me dead that badly?

Fine, I'll let you kill me then.

The True Dragon Dao Method circulated rapidly, and surges of majestic true qi poured in. In the blink of an eye, the Flying Sword unreasonably pierced through the black-clothed person's chest.

Pfft—

A cloud of blood mist exploded from the black-clothed person's back.

Like the minor demons from last night, he had no legal protection. The difference was that those minor demons hadn't dared to commit evil, so Yue Wen hadn't brought himself to kill them.

But facing such an evil cultivator who had committed countless sins, he felt no psychological pressure whatsoever.

With a sword through the heart, the evil cultivator fell to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness. He muttered, "I don't know you. Who sent you..."

Yue Wen stood on the slope and calmly replied, "I am the proprietor of Yue's Cultivation Firm. I was hired for a thousand yuan to clear Evil Spirits at the East City cemetery."

"One thousand... one thousand yuan..." The black-clothed person's eyes bulged, blood gushed from his mouth, and his face was filled with disbelief. "For a thousand yuan, you... I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the black-clothed person had already lost his life.

Yue Wen waited for a while. Seeing that he didn't move again, he stepped forward to get a clear look at his face.

He was a middle-aged man with deathly pale skin, severely sunken cheeks, looking as thin as a skeleton.

If Yue Wen had encountered him on the street, he might have mistaken him for a frail patient and never guessed he was a bloodthirsty evil cultivator. However, in this era, many such people hid among the streets and alleys of the city.

Killing, while it didn't yield Demon Suppressing Coin rewards, wasn't without its gains.

After confirming the other party's deceased state again, Yue Wen stepped forward to search him. These kinds of evil cultivators were usually drifters, and any valuables they had were likely carried on them.

While Qi Dian hadn't regained consciousness, anything he found would be his alone.

On the ground lay a long tube for fishing rods, which was empty. It was likely used to hold the large banner that had been stuck there. This evil cultivator definitely didn't have a Storage Magic Artifact, which was why he had to roll up the banner and put it in the fishing rod bag for disguise.

This made searching him more convenient.

Although the banner looked decent, Yue Wen didn't dare to take it.

This thing was clearly an evil magic artifact at first glance. He didn't know what it was refined with. Whether for personal use or to sell, it was a serious crime. He, an evil cultivator, was unrestrained, but Yue Wen was a respectable person with a home and family; he couldn't do such things.

He first felt a waist pouch on the black-clothed person's waist. Upon opening it, he found a stack of cash, about forty to fifty thousand yuan.

"Thanks, boss," Yue Wen said, tucking the cash into his pocket without hesitation.

He then took out the black-clothed person's phone from his pocket. He could see someone sending him messages, but Yue Wen didn't know the unlock password and couldn't see more information.

This wasn't something Supernatural Powers could achieve; it required technology.

He would leave it for the Supervision Bureau, who would handle the aftermath later.

Next, he felt around the black-clothed person's chest and found half a skull carved from black gold. It looked finely crafted, with an ancient luster and fine scale-like patterns all over its surface. It didn't look like an evil magic artifact; he wondered what kind of treasure it was.

Although Yue Wen didn't know its specific use, he recognized the material of the skull as Blackwater Dragon-Patterned Gold, a very precious type of immortal item metal.

"Take it to be identified," Yue Wen thought for a moment, and then he put away this half Black Gold Skull.

Searching him from head to toe again yielded no further gains.

For a rogue cultivator, having one or two magic artifacts on them was already considered wealthy, and Yue Wen wasn't complaining about the small amount. However, after finishing these tasks, he still wasn't in a hurry to rescue Qi Dian.

Instead, he went to the side of "Zhang Wei's" corpse.

The Cult Leader of the "Meow Meow Cult" was also looking for him, and the boss behind this evil cultivator was also looking for him. This unexpectedly deceased Zhang Wei was just an ancient artifact shop employee with no cultivation.

Why?

The black-clothed person had revealed earlier that Zhang Wei had stolen something from that ancient artifact shop. It should be related to that item.

Since all these people wanted to find his corpse, that item was most likely hidden on him.

Since he had the opportunity now, seeing what it was wouldn't hurt.

Zhang Wei's bones were broken in many places, looking as if he had been in a rather severe car accident. Yue Wen casually searched him but found nothing.

Before these bodies, which died unexpectedly, were buried, they must have been searched. Their personal belongings would be sealed and kept for their families to claim.

Since his body was buried, there wouldn't be anything on him officially, which wasn't surprising.

Those people still came looking for his body. It's highly likely they had already inspected his sealed personal belongings through various means.

But to no avail.

However, Zhang Wei was just an ordinary person; he couldn't use a Storage Magic Artifact. If the item wasn't lost somewhere outside, where would he have hidden it to be the most secure?

Yue Wen didn't rack his brain; he directly activated the Spirit Seeking Needle.

Precisely because Zhang Wei was an ordinary person, everything on him was mundane. If there was an item with spiritual fluctuations, it should be the treasure they were looking for, with no other interfering options.

The Spirit Seeking Needle was perfect for treasure hunting at this moment.

The Spirit Seeking Needle's disc glowed with mist, spun rapidly twice, and then pointed directly at Zhang Wei's head.

"In his head?" Yue Wen narrowed his eyes. "No, in his hair!"

He reached out and pulled hard, indeed tearing off a section of Zhang Wei's middle-parted hair. It turned out to be a tightly fitted wig!

After pulling off the wig, a scalp with sparse hair, resembling a kiwi fruit, was revealed. Between the wig and his scalp, a thin piece of purple cloth fell out.

Did Zhang Wei really suffer from hair loss at such a young age?

His life was truly bitter.

Yue Wen picked up the cloth with a sigh. He saw that its edges were torn and irregularly shaped, as if ripped from somewhere. It felt like sheepskin. The front was purple-gold, and the back was black. Both sides were blank. On the lower left corner of the purple-gold side, a complex and strange emblem was carved.

It was countless spitting, coiling long snakes surrounding a fanged fierce tiger, appearing to be fighting or merging, forming a circular emblem.

The moment he saw the emblem, Yue Wen's eyes widened, and his gaze trembled greatly!

He had seen this emblem before...

And he would never forget it.

So the item this person had stolen was related to that place. No wonder so many people coveted it.

Yue Wen didn't dare to look further. He quickly tucked the silk cloth into his chest, planning to study it carefully later. Then, he put the wig back on him.

Pretending nothing had happened.

After finishing all this, he leisurely approached Qi Dian and infused true qi into his fingertips, removing the four steel needles from his body.

"Ah!"

As the steel needles left his body, Qi Dian, who had been sealed, immediately woke up. He let out a startled cry and sat up.

In a daze, he saw Yue Wen before him and immediately said, "Yue Wen? Let's go! You go find the Supervision Bureau, I'll cover our retreat! That evil cultivator is most likely a disciple of the Flame Ghost Hall, powerful and unbeatable!"

"Brother Qi, don't panic," Yue Wen said, patting his shoulder twice to comfort him. "I've already killed that evil cultivator."

"You?" Qi Dian was stunned, finding it hard to believe. "Killed him?"

"Here," Yue Wen pointed at the corpse on the hilltop. Although the night was deep, Qi Dian's vision was still good with his cultivation enhanced, and he saw the evil cultivator's death at a glance.

Qi Dian's eyes were filled with surprise.

Firstly, Yue Wen could actually do it?

Even though he was one minor realm higher than himself, Qi Dian didn't think his combat power could surpass his own.

After all, he was just a rogue cultivator.

The stereotype of rogue cultivators was a lack of cultivation methods, supernatural powers, and magic artifacts... and it was true to the stereotype.

Secondly, he was actually willing to do it?

Old Master Huang had said it only cost a thousand yuan to hire Yue Wen. Killing Lantern Monsters was one thing, but killing an evil cultivator was not his job, was it?

Why risk his life for a thousand yuan?

After a moment of stunned silence, Qi Dian asked, "How did you do it?"

"Just..." Yue Wen made a sword-drawing gesture. "Like this."

He didn't want to reveal that he knew things related to "Zhang Wei," so he simplified the process to: seeing Qi Dian in trouble, he happened to pass by and killed the evil cultivator.

"Just like that?" Qi Dian's expression was slightly dazed, his shock beyond words.

"Just a Unity Realm evil cultivator, how difficult could it be," Yue Wen shrugged, his expression calm. "It was just a casual thing."

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