Sorry, I have no morals

In an alley on the western side of Nine Nether Town!

A dozen or so demons surrounded a group of disciples from prominent families. The demon leading them was even at the second rank peak stage.

"Everyone must work together! Don't hold anything back, or we'll all die here!"

A white-robed young man shouted.

Everyone nodded, forming a mutually supporting formation as they fought the demons around them. Among them, an old man at the second rank late stage held off the leading demon, but judging by how much blood he was coughing up, he clearly could not last much longer.

"This is bad! Uncle Lan can't hold on. We have to think of something, or we'll all die here!"

A pure-looking young woman said, her face full of anxiety.

Had Chu He been there, he would certainly have recognized her as one of the people robbed in Nine Nether Town.

At that moment!

The white-robed young man surveyed his surroundings, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes.

He said:

"Listen: I brought an offensive secret treasure that can kill the leading demon, but it needs time to activate. Buy me ten breaths!"

"All right!"

"Hurry!"

Suspecting nothing, everyone shielded the white-robed young man behind them, desperately swinging their weapons to buy him time.

Behind them!

The white-robed young man took out a folded paper bird and formed a hand seal. "Borrow the might of heaven and earth! Great-grandfather, manifest your power! Escape!"

Hum...

Brilliant light blazed from the bird!

Then!

It enveloped the white-robed young man and slowly carried him into the sky!

"Brother Wang, how are the preparations coming?"

"Why aren't you saying anything? We can barely hold on!"

"What the... fuck, where is he... (๑ŐдŐ)b..."

A burly man turned around and discovered that the white-robed young man they had been shielding had vanished without a trace.

He instinctively looked left and right, then lifted his foot to look underneath it, but found nothing. Finally, he looked up.

There.

A folded paper bird was clutching the white-robed young man as it kept ascending. Already over a hundred meters up, he called down to them in a low shout:

"Thank you for your help! Rest assured, I, Wang Mengde, am no ungrateful wretch. I'll personally look after all your wives!"

"Fuck!"

"Wang Mengde, you'll die a horrible death! You used us!"

"Wang Mengde, I curse you to never fly out of Nine Nether Town! May demons fuck you to death, whip your corpse, grind your bones, and scatter your ashes!"

Curse after curse resounded through heaven and earth.

The pure-looking young woman's face turned deathly pale. She had admired Wang Mengde, believing him to be a gentleman, but never imagined he would deceive them at the moment of life and death.

"Blood burn! Tiger Explosion Fist!"

A heaven-shaking roar rang out. The old man's blood burned wildly within him as he threw a punch with all his strength!

"Roar..."

A tiger's roar shook their ears.

Bang!

A huge hole was punched through the dog-shaped demon's chest. Severely wounded, it threw back its head and roared:

"Roar... die!"

The dog demon seized the old man's shoulders with both claws and viciously kicked his body.

Clang.

Crack...

Metal clanged and shattered. The old man's heart-protecting mirror broke on the spot beneath the kick, and much of his chest caved in.

Then!

The dog-headed creature hurled him with another savage blow, throwing him dozens of meters away. He lay on the ground, spewing mouthfuls of blood:

"Urgh... run!"

"Uncle Lan..."

The pure-looking young woman rushed to the old man, helped him up, and took out a huge pile of pills, stuffing them into his mouth:

"Uncle Lan, you won't die... you won't!"

Cough... cough...

Already gravely wounded, Uncle Lan nearly choked to death on the spot as the pure-looking young woman forcefully stuffed him with pills.

"Quick... run!"

Uncle Lan urged the young woman anxiously.

However!

The demon was faster than him. Having been wounded by Uncle Lan's unleashed potential, it had completely lost its reason.

There.

It opened its jaws and lunged straight at Uncle Lan and the pure-looking young woman, clearly intending to crush both their heads in its mouth on the spot.

"You beast, how dare you! Don't hurt my junior sister..."

"If you've got the guts, come kill me! What ability is there in bullying the old and weak?"

At that moment.

Seeing this, the others' eyes nearly split with rage, and they all shouted and roared at the demon.

Quite a few even launched attacks, but they all knew it was useless. The demon was at the second rank peak stage. Even gravely wounded, it was far beyond their ability to withstand.

So!

They essentially already knew Uncle Lan and the young woman's fate.

Just as everyone was about to despair!

Shluck!

The sound of something piercing flesh rang out.

There.

The dog-headed demon, which had lunged to within a foot of Uncle Lan and the young woman, suddenly stopped and looked down at its chest in disbelief.

There!

A black saber had pierced straight through its chest!

Moreover, it contained boundless destructive and demon-suppressing power, extinguishing every trace of life in the already gravely wounded demon.

Thud!

The demon fell limply to the ground.

Then!

A cold-faced man wearing a flying fish robe appeared before everyone. It was Chu He.

He ignored everyone's astonishment, because the system's voice rang out in his mind:

"Ding! Congratulations, host, on slaying a second rank peak stage demon. Although it was a sneak attack and a bargain pickup, it was still very nice. Demon Points obtained: 50."

The third one. I only need forty more demon points to break through to the second rank middle stage. Killing one more second rank peak stage demon will be enough.

Chu He thought to himself.

Indeed.

This was already the third demon he had ambushed. Every time, he waited until someone else had gravely wounded a second rank peak stage demon before making his move.

As for the reason:

As he was now, dealing with a second rank peak stage demon was difficult. Even if he could kill one, he would inevitably be wounded himself.

At that point, forget killing other demons for demon points-even staying alive would probably be difficult.

Moreover.

Nine Nether Town was now practically the ideal place for Chu He to increase his strength. There were large numbers of demons here, many of which had been wounded by martial artists, making them perfectly suited for finishing blows.

"It's you..."

A young disciple recognized Chu He as the man who had robbed them. He was just about to say more when an older disciple stopped him, cupped his hands toward Chu He, and said:

"Thank you for saving us, sir."

Those words.

Could be considered heartfelt. Without Chu He's appearance, they would certainly have been killed by the demons just now.

"Sir, please save Uncle Lan." The pure-looking young woman pleaded with Chu He, her tear-streaked face like pear blossoms drenched in rain.

As she spoke!

Thump! (ﾉ_ _)ﾉ

She dropped straight to her knees before Chu He.

"He can't be saved. All his internal organs are severely damaged. Without a fifth rank pill, there's no saving him." Chu He sheathed his saber and said coldly, "As for a fifth rank pill, not only do I not have one, but even if I did, I wouldn't give it to him."

"Wah..."

The pure-looking young woman began crying helplessly.

Then.

As though he had thought of something, he abruptly raised his head and shouted:

"You were here just now, weren't you? Why didn't you act sooner? Then Uncle Lan wouldn't have to die! As a Demon Suppression Guard, shouldn't you protect us? Watching someone die without helping-is that how the Demon Suppression Bureau operates?"

"This is bad."

Hearing the pure-looking young woman's words, several sect disciples immediately sensed something was wrong, but it was already too late to stop her.

Duty!

Trying to morally blackmail him!

Disdain filled Chu He's eyes. The principle he had always upheld was: sorry, I have no morals.

His expression icy, he said, "My duty as a company commander is to safeguard Great Qian's stability, and your sects count as elements of disorder too."

"Besides, who said the Demon Suppression Guard must save everyone facing death? And I saved you, yet now I have to listen to your interrogation? Consider this a lesson. If there's a next time, I'll kill without mercy."

With that!

There...