Heading to Vajra Temple
"Brother Wei!" Han Cang immediately retorted.
"The Vajra Temple is, after all, a prominent sect in the north. If we attack it rashly without solid evidence, what will other sects think of our Demon-Slaying Bureau?"
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Wei Qingxuan retorted, stiffening his neck.
"Perhaps... we should send someone to infiltrate the Vajra Temple first, ascertain the truth, and then make a plan."
At this moment, Xiao Tianqi slowly spoke.
"Vajra Temple is now a den of dragons and tigers, who should we send?" Wei Qingxuan asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Tianqi and Han Cang both turned their gazes toward Lu Feng.
Meeting their gazes, Lu Feng stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:
"Your subordinate is willing to go!"
In fact, even without this mission, Lu Feng had long suspected that a large number of Half-Demon were hiding in the Vajra Temple and had been looking for an opportunity to investigate. Now, it was just the right time.
"Hahaha! I knew I hadn't misjudged you, kid!" Wei Qingxuan was overjoyed upon hearing this.
"Remember, if you discover anything unusual in the temple, send word back immediately. I will personally lead men to raze Vajra Temple to the ground!"
"But... if I discover anything after entering the temple, how should I inform everyone?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Qingxuan slapped his forehead.
"Look at my memory!"
Then, he took out an exquisite token from his pocket.
"This is your new token. After dripping your essence blood into it, it will be bound to you and activated."
"This token is specially made. Once it is bound to its owner, it can directly transmit messages to any other token within the department."
Lu Feng accepted the token with both hands; it felt slightly heavy in his hands.
On the front of the token is engraved the word "Lu", on the back is the word "College Lieutenant", and around the edge is the emblem of the Beicheng Demon Slayer Division. The workmanship is extremely fine.
"In that case, I will set off immediately!"
"Good lad, even more impatient than I am!" Wei Qingxuan laughed heartily.
"Lu Feng, there's no rush," Xiao Tianqi said.
"I will send someone to deliver detailed information about the Vajra Temple to your residence later. After you have carefully reviewed it, it will not be too late to set off early tomorrow morning."
"Yes!"
Afterwards, Lu Feng took his leave and returned to Commandant Lu's residence.
Lu Feng took out the captain's token given to him by Wei Qingxuan, bit his tongue, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the token.
The token instantly absorbed all the essence blood.
The next moment, an inexplicable connection arose between Lu Feng and the token.
Unlike the previous ordinary token, this token, once it recognizes its owner, can transmit text messages to any token within the Demon-Slaying Bureau.
Having figured out the token's function, Lu Feng carefully put it away.
Not long after, a Grandmaster Captain arrived at the main hall of Commandant Lu's residence, handed a jade slip to Lu Feng, and then hurriedly left.
Lu Feng took the jade slip, which contained information about the Vajra Temple.
Huixing, whose main practice is the Prajna Chan Art Technique, is suspected to have broken through to the Celestial Person Realm half a year ago and has not appeared in front of the world for nearly half a year.
Head of the East Hall: Huifang, Great Grandmaster Perfection of his cultivation, specializing in the "Great Vajra Palm" martial art.
The jade slip lists all the important figures of the Vajra Temple, with a portrait accompanying each name.
Lu Feng memorized every word of the information in the jade slip.
It was already late, so he decided to set off early the next morning.
The next morning, Lu Feng changed into a black outfit and flew towards the Vajra Temple.
Meanwhile, inside a secret room at the Vajra Temple.
"Clang! Clang!"
The sound of hammering continued incessantly.
A burly, naked man was wielding a large hammer, repeatedly striking a large sword that was about to be completed.
Not far behind him was a pool about ten feet in size, its water a deep crimson.
Beside the pool stood a white-browed monk with a face so thin it resembled a triangle.
He glanced at the blood in the pool, then at the nearly completed greatsword, unable to hide his excitement.
"It took me three whole years to gather this pool of blood... The Bloodthirsty Saber is finally about to be forged!"
This white-browed monk was none other than Huixing, the abbot of Vajra Temple.
Decades ago, he unexpectedly obtained a blueprint for forging a Bloodthirsty Saber.
The blueprints indicate that the rarest ingredient among the materials needed to forge the Bloodthirsty Saber is the lifeblood of three thousand martial artists, which must be used to complete the final tempering.
Unlike other Spirit Artifact, the Bloodthirsty Saber is a Spirit Artifact that can be upgraded.
As long as it continues to absorb the blood of demons and humans, it can eventually evolve into Dharma Treasure!
The power of this Dharma Treasure is earth-shattering.
Those who possess Dharma Treasure can easily defeat opponents of higher levels, as if drinking water.
Even among powerful cultivators at the Yin Spirit Realm, very few possess one.
As far as Huixing knew, only the Sacred Hall possessed this Dharma Treasure in the entire Great Qian.
Although I don't know what it is, I've heard that it will never be easily summoned unless it's a matter of life and death.
Over the years, he spared no expense in secretly collecting materials and blood for forging the sword, and only recently managed to gather enough.
Therefore, he immediately invited He Tieshan, the best weapon-forging master in the north, to the temple to forge the Bloodthirsty Saber for him.
Upon hearing that the object to be forged was Bloodthirsty Saber, He Tieshan immediately and sternly refused.
Huixing was prepared. He used He Tieshan's wife and children as bargaining chips to force the weapon-refining master to submit.
The burly man, shirtless and wielding a hammer to forge a sword, was none other than He Tieshan.
Two hours later, Lu Feng arrived outside Mount Shaoshi.
At this time, the security at Mount Shaoshi was several times tighter than when Liu Suifeng and I had come before, with patrolling monks flying low overhead from time to time.
The leader was a Half-Demon at the Hua Jin, followed by five or six Nei Jin at the Inner Realm.
"As expected, she's Half-Demon."
The two patrol teams that followed were both led by Half-Demon.
Lu Feng decided to stop hiding and walked openly into Mount Shaoshi.
As soon as he appeared, a group of patrolling monks spotted him.
"Halt! Who are you, daring to trespass on Mount Shaoshi?!"
"I am Lu Feng, a captain in the Demon-Slaying Bureau. I have business to discuss with the abbot of your esteemed temple. Please inform him of my presence."
Lu Feng was quite polite, and his tone was also courteous when facing the several Half-Demon.
"The Demon-Slaying Bureau Division? You, a mere captain, dare to try and see our abbot?!"
"Get out of here!"
The monks didn't take Lu Feng, the captain, seriously at all.
Hearing this, Lu Feng's expression darkened slightly. "What if I insist on seeing him?"
"How dare you! You address the abbot by his given name! Even if we kill you, the Demon-Slaying Bureau won't dare say a word! Attack!"
As soon as the leading Half-Demon finished speaking, several monks with Nei Jin rushed towards Lu Feng.
Seeing this, Lu Feng remained calm and unhurried, and lightly threw a punch at the Half-Demon who had reached the Hua Jin Realm.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the chest of the Half-Demon at the Hua Jin collapsed, and he flew dozens of meters backward, crashing heavily to the ground, where he died instantly.
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"How is this possible! The supervisor was Hua Jin Perfection, yet he was... killed by this person with a single punch?!"
"What is his cultivation level?!"
The remaining few stood frozen in place, their legs trembling, none daring to take another step forward.
It wasn't until long after Lu Feng's figure disappeared that the group collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily, their faces showing signs of relief.
Lu Feng did not attack the remaining people, mainly because these monks did not possess the aura of Half-Demon, and he naturally would not take their lives for a few harsh words.