Possessing Ghost Demon, an Old Cucumber Painted Green

Demon Suppression Guards?

At that moment, the three people in the courtyard also noticed Chu He and his companions, identifying them as members of the Demon Suppression Bureau by their clothing.

"Zhang Kai of the Divine Sword Sect!"

The man in the lead cupped his hands toward Chu He.

Bang!

Chu He shut the window outright.

It was not arrogance on his part. Rather, the tea dregs (maggots) exposed when the man opened his mouth made his stomach turn.

"Senior Brother Zhang, why bother being polite to these imperial court dogs? They're nothing but arrogant bastards who prey on the common people."

The woman in green beside him spoke coldly.

Her words made it clear that she held considerable resentment toward the Demon Suppression Guards-indeed, her prejudice was severe.

Zhang Kai shook his head without saying anything else. Then, led by Chunni, the three entered the west wing to settle in.

A silver moon hung overhead.

Gusts of chilling wind swept through the courtyard. The locust tree began to sway slightly, its leaves rustling.

Boom!

The wind blew the courtyard gates open, and a jumble of footsteps surged in from outside.

"Ah...!"

A scream tore through the night.

Bang!

Chu He kicked his door open and led Lu Feng and the others into the courtyard, sweeping his gaze around:

There before them...

More than sixty raggedly dressed beings, neither quite human nor quite beast, crowded the courtyard, wandering aimlessly.

On the other side, Zhang Kai and his two companions also appeared in the courtyard. The woman in green pointed ahead, her body trembling uncontrollably. Clearly, that scream had come from her.

"Junior Sister, are you all right?" Zhang Kai immediately stepped forward, supporting her as he asked in concern.

"Senior... bleurgh..." The woman in green turned back, about to say something, only to see the "tea leaves" in Zhang Kai's mouth. She spewed outright!

Red, white, and green splattered all over Zhang Kai's face.

Good grief!

That one spew set Lu Feng and the others dry-heaving too. The sight was just too damned disgusting.

"What the... bleurgh!"

Zhang Kai wiped his face, turned his head, and began vomiting too.

[Undying Corpse: a first-grade demon. Not highly aggressive, but extremely infectious. Its bite transmits the infection.

Comment: demons such as these should never have existed in this world. Host, please kill them as soon as possible and rid the world of this scourge.]

Undying Corpses.

Chu He's eyes turned cold as he read the system's notification.

The Demon Suppression Bureau had records of them. They had even caused a catastrophe once, wiping out an entire commandery's human population.

"Kill them. Leave none alive."

Chu He drew his long saber and spoke coldly.

"Yes!"

Lu Feng and the other four drew their Demon-Suppressing Sabers and charged at the wandering Undying Corpses. The Demon Suppression Guards obeyed every command without question.

Never mind these obviously inhuman monsters-even if they had been real people, the guards would not have hesitated.

Rip!

Lu Feng cut an Undying Corpse in two, but its remaining upper half lunged to bite his thigh.

"Fuck!" Startled, Lu Feng immediately retreated two steps and chopped straight down with his long saber, splitting it vertically in half.

"These are Undying Corpses! Cut off their heads-that's their weak point!" Chu He shouted.

At the same time...

He stamped down hard with his right foot and shot up like a cannonball, leaping straight into the middle of the Undying Corpses and delivering a sweeping kick.

Bang!

An Undying Corpse's head burst beneath his foot.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on slaying a mid-stage first-grade Undying Corpse. Reward: one Demon Point.]

Swish!

His saber slashed out, lightning flashing!

Rip!

An Undying Corpse's head spiraled into the sky.

Chu He landed on both feet and swept his left hand forward. A streak of black light flashed like a meteor in the night.

Bang! Bang! Bang...!

A string of explosions rang out as system notifications kept sounding in Chu He's mind.

However, each awarded only one point, because the Undying Corpses he killed were all at the middle of the first grade. There was not a single powerful one among them.

Early-stage Undying Corpses did not even give a single point. Otherwise, Chu He would not have left those kills to Lu Feng and the others.

After that!

Chu He watched Lu Feng and the others to keep them from being bitten while surveying the courtyard. The danger could not possibly come only from this pack of dim-witted Undying Corpses.

At the very least, that old man and Chunni had yet to appear!

A dozen or so breaths later...

Zhang Kai and his companion also stopped vomiting, drew their swords, and killed the few Undying Corpses that lunged toward them.

However, amid the confusion, the junior brother who had never spoken had his skull bitten apart by several Undying Corpses.

Even Chu He could only purse his lips speechlessly.

Although these Undying Corpses were first-grade demons, their low intelligence made them relatively easy to deal with among demons.

Even so...

They had actually managed to bite a first-grade martial artist to death. All he could say was that the sects' disciple training methods were flawed: they cared only about aptitude, not temperament.

"Sir!"

Lu Feng cut down the last Undying Corpse and ran up to Chu He, his face brimming with excitement. "Sixty-seven Undying Corpses in total, all slain. Not one escaped."

His excitement was understandable. The Demon Suppression Guards' merit points were determined by how many demons they killed. Undying Corpses were first-grade demons and infectious to boot, making them worth plenty of merit points.

By that reckoning, even with Chu He taking the lion's share, they would still reap a handsome reward. They were far luckier than other Demon Suppression Guards.

However!

Chu He did not look at him. Instead, he barked coldly:

"Get out here!"

Huh!

At Chu He's words, the expressions of Lu Feng and the other four changed. They immediately drew their Demon-Suppressing Sabers and stood guard in every direction.

Meanwhile, Zhang Kai also looked around. The woman in green had gone deathly pale, clearly badly frightened.

Bang!

The doors at the very back of the courtyard opened. The old man and young girl from earlier walked out, laughing sinisterly.

"Demon Suppression Bureau, eh? You're stronger than the last squad leader."

"The Holy Maiden greatly appreciates you and can bestow upon you the position of protector. When the White Lotus Cult sweeps across all of Great Qian, you will stand above countless millions."

The White Lotus Cult?

Chu He frowned. He had not expected to encounter this religion on his very first mission-the White Lotus Cult, Great Qian's foremost evil cult.

At the height of its power, it had occupied ten provinces. Countless Great Qian experts and soldiers had fallen before it was suppressed.

However!

Over these past several centuries, its remnants had never stopped resurfacing intermittently, popping up now and then to thrash about.

"You're sick!"

Disdain flashed in Chu He's eyes. He swept his left hand, and a streak of black light tore through space. "Evil demons and heretical scum! You don't even have a base. Above countless millions, my ass!"

"Damn it!"

The old man grabbed the girl and held her in front of himself. At the same time, he immediately crouched and rolled aside like a lazy donkey.

Bang!

The black light pierced the girl between the brows, killing her on the spot. Terrified, the old man scrambled forward a few paces and bellowed:

"We respectfully welcome the Holy Maiden's arrival!"

"Hee hee hee..."

Laughter like silver bells drifted over from afar, and a young woman in white appeared atop the courtyard roof.

"Senior Sister."

The young woman in green looked at the woman on the roof, delight immediately crossing her face. She told Zhang Kai beside her, "Senior Brother, it's Senior Sister."

At that moment, a system notification sounded in Chu He's mind:

[Ding! Possessing Ghost Demon: a peak first-grade demon, adept at scheming and possession. Formerly a maidservant to the White Lotus Cult's Holy Maiden. Age: three hundred years.

Comment: an old cucumber painted green, pretending to be young. The sight alone is disgusting. Host, please slay her as soon as possible. Show not a shred of mercy.]