The next day, at dawn.
Before the sky had fully brightened, Mu Yang got up and left the house.
After greeting Xue She, he followed the address of the Demon Slayer Bureau branch provided by Dai Wang and left the city.
Unlike the Constable Office built within the city, the Demon Slayer Bureau was located in the outskirts, roughly a dozen miles from the Prefecture City.
Mu Yang rode a fine horse.
Soon, a vast complex of black buildings resembling a military camp appeared in his field of vision.
This complex had no excessively towering walls. Every building, including the walls, had been constructed from pitch-black ironstone.
Dark brown bloodstains that could never be washed away still marked them.
A dense, bloody, baleful stench nearly rushed straight at him.
Even from far away, Mu Yang could smell it with perfect clarity.
It was not merely because his sense of smell was sharp. More importantly, this place reeked far too heavily of blood.
As the buildings gradually drew nearer, a massive plaque with a black background and golden lettering entered Mu Yang's sight.
Three vigorous, forceful characters were carved upon it—
Demon Slayer Bureau!!
The strokes were sharp and fierce, carrying a killing aura that struck one head-on, as though one could see countless Monsters being executed beneath those words.
Below the plaque stood a heavy black iron gate. Two Demon Slayer Bureau guards in black fitted uniforms stood on either side.
Mu Yang took out his letter of recommendation.
One of the guards accepted it, gave it a cursory glance, then looked Mu Yang over from head to toe before stepping aside and saying, "Go in. The assessment is at the Martial Arts Arena. Turn left after entering, and you'll see it."
After passing through the gates, Mu Yang quickly