Demon Catchers of Qing Province

He declined Li Qingyao's invitation to her home, found an inn, and settled his second uncle's family.

The two headed for the Demon Catchers' headquarters.

Along the way, she explained that Demon Catchers were divided into four ranks: gold, silver, bronze, and iron.

"Only those at the Spirit-Absorption Realm can become Iron-Badge Demon Catchers."

"My martial cultivation is already at the Middle Spirit-Absorption Realm. Do I need to challenge a Silver-Badge Demon Catcher when I join? I'm becoming a Demon Catcher merely to make things convenient, not for power."

Merit Points were not determined by a demon's cultivation. Low-cultivation demons were quicker to kill, and Merit Points rose faster as well.

Gao Fei was mainly joining to cultivate martial arts. His body currently lacked even a scrap of material, his cultivation was low, and his strength against demons was limited. Safety came first.

As for whether Lin Ye would say anything, Gao Fei did not care. An eighteen-year-old Grandmaster—who would believe it if it were said aloud? Even if someone asked, he could simply deny it.

The Demon Catchers' headquarters was a courtyard compound with front and rear sections.

No one stood guard at the entrance.

The moment they stepped through the gate, Gao Fei felt a chill down his back. The power of his blood and qi and his spiritual power surged instantly, turning his entire body golden. Before he could turn around, he heard an elderly woman's delighted voice.

"Little Qingyao, you came to see me!"

"Granny Rong, you scared me again!"

Li Qingyao jumped in fright, instantly becoming a spoiled little girl.

Gao Fei glanced at the sun overhead, then at the transparent woman before him, whose body seemed almost solid as she floated above the gate with her feet off the ground.

"A ghost sunbathing!"

"No,