The Demon Slayer of the Town Demon Division: Red Words Grant Me Only Killing, No Mercy
Chapter 25

Exchanging for Heavenly Treasures, Cultivation Breakthrough

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When Lu Yuan and the others returned to the Chixia County Garrison Station, the Demon Suppression Division bailiffs had also arrived at the battlefield.

When they saw the scene at the foot of the mountain, which resembled a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, they couldn't help but turn pale.

They had seen many bloody scenes before, but those were always the handiwork of demons and evil spirits.

But how was it that ever since this Lord Lu arrived in Chixia County, every time he took action, it resulted in a river of blood?

Wasn't this a bit too brutal?

However, upon second thought, since he was killing cultists and demons, it didn't really matter.

Brutal slaughter, eye-catching achievements; once the series of events in Chixia County fermented and spread, the name of Lu Yuan would surely resound throughout Qingzhou.

The next afternoon, Lu Yuan, Su Ding'an, and the others returned to the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division.

Inside the Mission Room of the Administrative Hall.

The clerk Old Liu took the dossier, read through the deeds recorded within, and rubbed his face vigorously.

Was this a dossier for completing a mission?

He almost thought someone had handed in a resume.

Taking a deep breath, Old Liu put on a flattering smile.

"Killing a Blood Demon, exterminating a Corpse Demon, and even Yan Jiuyuan, the branch leader of the Longevity Cult in Chixia County, was wiped out by Lord Lu."

"You went out for two days, and it's worth more than the achievements of an ordinary person in two years."

"Please wait a moment. Although you didn't take the official mission for the Corpse Demon and Yan Jiuyuan, you only need to fill out a form here to claim two extra portions of merit."

Lu Yuan immediately expressed his thanks and casually added two portions of assisting merit for Su Ding'an as well.

After all, the man had followed him around, calling him "Lord Lu" at every turn, and had indeed put in a lot of effort.

If it weren't for the good groundwork he laid, his demon-slaying wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

With one handling the civil affairs and the other the martial, this reward was well-deserved.

Not long after, Old Liu's voice sounded in Lu Yuan's ear.

"Killed one Initial Realm Blood Demon, eighty-seven Mortal Realm Blood Slaves, merit: one hundred and thirty points;"

"Killed one Mystic Realm Corpse Demon, thirty-seven Mortal Realm Corpse Puppets, merit: three hundred and sixty points;"

"Killed Longevity Cult Vice Altar Masters Liu Yun and Liu Qingsi, branch leader Yan Jiuyuan, and thirty-two cultists, merit: five hundred and fifteen points."

"Lord Lu, you have obtained a total of one thousand and five merit points for this mission, which has been registered in the records."

"You may use your Waist Token to enter the Treasure Pavilion to exchange for resources, or go to the Martial Excellence Pavilion to exchange for cultivation techniques and martial arts."

Lu Yuan was not short of cultivation techniques for the time being; he was more interested in the Treasure Pavilion.

The Treasure Pavilion was a three-story building with vermilion pillars and a gate studded with copper nails.

He handed his Waist Token to the two inner guards on duty. After one of them checked it, he hurriedly returned the token.

"Please enter, my Lord!"

The first floor was filled with rosewood shelves, each laden with jade caskets, porcelain bottles, and wooden boxes of various sizes.

There were talismans, medicinal pills, magical artifacts, and all kinds of rare treasures.

In front of each box hung a small wooden plaque with the name and the merit cost for exchange written on it.

The higher the floor, the better the items.

He glanced around the second floor and went straight to the third.

His gaze swept over the many treasures, and he soon found a few that were suitable.

[Nine-Turn Pulse-Condensing Dew: Extracted from century-old stone milk deep within underground spiritual veins, refined nine times with nine types of spiritual herbs.]

[Initial Realm Martial Artists who consume this can strengthen their spiritual power absorption rate and expand their meridians.]

[Price: Three hundred points]

Three hundred points—not cheap, but affordable.

Bought.

He looked at the next one.

A small jade bottle exuding a cold aura.

[Mystic Ice Jade Marrow: Produced beneath the thousand-year ice layers of the far northern ice plains, containing pure spiritual power, it can temper meridians and increase meridian strength.]

[Price: Five hundred points]

This was exactly what he needed right now.

Bought.

Calculating his remaining balance, only a little over two hundred points were left.

Lu Yuan's gaze scanned continuously, and finally, he set his eyes on something that looked like a tender twig.

[Bodhi Wood Heart: The tree body is withered but the heart remains immortal, containing gentle wood energy, capable of strengthening the physical body and tempering the meridians.]

[Price: Two hundred points]

The Initial Realm is primarily about opening up the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians; the three items just selected are perfectly suited for this.

After deducting the merit points, the clerk carefully handed the cloth bag containing the treasures to Lu Yuan.

Returning to the Mountain Villa, he sat upright on the bed and took out the three treasures.

The Nine-Turn Pulse-Condensing Dew looked like a clear spring, yet was as viscous as honey, shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight.

The Mystic Ice Jade Marrow was icy blue throughout, its surface shrouded in layers of mist.

The Bodhi Wood Heart was the size of a fist, dark green in color and radiating vitality.

Lu Yuan could no longer wait.

He picked up the jade bottle and downed the Nine-Turn Pulse-Condensing Dew in one gulp; the medicinal liquid slid down his throat, releasing a warm current within his body.

Immediately following, he crunched the Mystic Ice Jade Marrow, and a layer of white frost rapidly condensed on his skin.

Finally, there was the Bodhi Wood Heart, which he finished in a few bites.

The gentle medicinal power rapidly expanded along his meridians, stripping away impurities, melting them, and expelling them from his body bit by bit.

A sensation of icy cold followed, and those newly opened meridians became tougher and stronger under the influence of this chill.

Lu Yuan felt his entire being become clear and transparent; more spiritual power surged into his meridians, flowing at an even more rapid pace.

Under the effect of [Heaven-Defying Comprehension], the spiritual power within his meridians quickly became abundant, and the vast medicinal strength flooded every inch of his meridians.

It was endless and incredibly plentiful.

Soon, the meridians began to feel swollen and torn, as if they had reached their limit.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, showing no intention of stopping, and controlled the spiritual power within his body to sprint at full speed.

Initial Realm, fourth level.

Initial Realm, fifth level.

Initial Realm, sixth level.

The twelve regular meridians shone brilliantly, fully saturated with spiritual power.

At this moment, the medicinal effect had not yet been exhausted, so Lu Yuan immediately circulated his spiritual power, surging it toward the eight extraordinary meridians.

He only stopped his cultivation once his cultivation base stabilized at the seventh level of the Initial Realm and the medicinal effects were completely spent.

Cultivation in the Initial Realm is a process of slow, grinding work, emphasizing the clearing of meridians and the accumulation of spiritual power.

Lu Yuan's comprehension was heaven-defying; with internal vision, his entire network of meridians was crystal clear, and even if he walked with his eyes closed, he would take the optimal route, directly skipping the process of exploring the meridians.

Other martial artists use spiritual power to wash away impurities, similar to nibbling away bit by bit.

But he directly crystallized his spiritual power to absorb impurities over a large area and send them out of his body; one cycle was worth more than a month of hard work for an ordinary person.

Coupled with the three heaven-sent treasures working simultaneously, the massive medicinal power surged into his meridians, giving them a super-pressurization.

It looked brutal, but the results were significant.

As for whether the meridians could withstand it...

Ordinary martial artists simply couldn't; the light consequence would be a stagnation in cultivation, while the heavy consequence would be shattered meridians and becoming a cripple.

But Lu Yuan was different; he possessed the golden word [Resurrection], and no matter how severe the injury, it would recover rapidly along with the circulation of his blood and qi.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart; it truly lived up to being a golden legend. It was genuinely powerful, but the pain was also genuinely intense.

However, after the pain came a leap to the heavens.

Breaking through four levels in one night, jumping from the early stage to the late stage of the Initial Realm, directly saving years of hard work for an ordinary person.

This speed was unparalleled, no matter where it was placed.

In another part of the Mountain Villa.

Zhou Tong stood in the study, looking at the figure behind the desk with a look of grievance.

Ever since he was defeated and publicly humiliated by Lu Yuan last time, a thorn had remained stuck in his heart.

He could not swallow this insult.

"Lord Zhao, that newcomer Lu Yuan is too arrogant. First, he beat Lin Chen until he was seriously injured and unconscious, and then he dealt me a heavy blow. If I hadn't taken a Rejuvenation Pill, I would still be recuperating in the infirmary right now."

Behind the desk, a young man with a thin face held a teacup, leisurely blowing on the floating leaves.

He wore a robe of ink-black brocade, the pattern not the dark weave of the Demon-Suppressing Guard, but the higher-level thunder pattern.

After listening to Zhou Tong, the man took a sip of the clear tea, let it linger on the tip of his tongue, and then swallowed it slowly.

He placed the teacup on the table and lightly traced the rim with his fingertips.

"You should go to the Disciplinary Hall for this kind of matter; coming to me is useless."

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