Becoming a Demon Catcher

The entire third floor was an extremely spacious hall, without shelves or goods, only an antique rosewood counter, behind which sat an elderly man with white hair.

The old man had white hair and beard, and a thin face. He was looking down at a yellowed ancient book.

He turned the pages slowly, his fingers thin and bony, but there was an aura between his knuckles that Lu Feng could not fathom at all.

"Old Man Wu, I'm here!"

Liu Suifeng strode to the counter and greeted them.

The white-haired old man raised his head, his gaze lingered on Liu Suifeng's face for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face:

"Oh, it's Xiao Feng! What a rare guest."

"You think I wanted to come? If it weren't for the fact that my year-long mission was almost over, I wouldn't have come at all!"

Liu Suifeng took the corpse of the silver giant wolf and the demon core from his storage bag and placed them on the counter.

The old man's gaze swept over the wolf's carcass, lingering for a moment longer on the fatal knife wound.

Then he extended his withered fingers and gently brushed them across Liu Suifeng's token.

The number originally displayed on the token jumped from 0 to 15.

"A fourth-tier demon beast corpse, 10 Demon-Catching Points. Beast core, 5 Demon-Catching Points."

Demon-Catching Points.

When Lu Feng heard those three words, all the clues suddenly connected in his mind.

That's the significance of the token Su Ying gave him back then.

She was a demon hunter, and so was Liu Suifeng.

This Hundred Treasures Pavilion is the organization of demon hunters.

"Brother Lu, let's go."

Liu Suifeng put the token back into his pocket and turned to greet him.

"Brother Liu, are you a demon hunter?"

"There was no other way; my master forced me to."

Liu Suifeng shrugged, a helpless, bitter smile on his face.

"This stupid token means you have to meet a quota every year, and if you don't, you lose your eligibility. It's so annoying!"

"How can one become a demon hunter?" Lu Feng asked.

Liu Suifeng stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at Lu Feng with a newfound appreciation.

"What, Brother Lu, you want to join us too?"

Lu Feng nodded.

"The old man is right here. Ask him for details."

Liu Suifeng gestured with his chin toward the counter.

Lu Feng walked to the counter and bowed to the white-haired old man.

"This junior, Lu Feng, is a demon -Demon-Slaying Bureau. I wish to apply to become a demon hunter."

The white-haired old man put down the ancient book in his hand, raised his eyelids, and looked at Lu Feng seriously.

This glance lingered longer than when he looked at Liu Suifeng, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"Becoming a demon hunter is quite simple. Just slay a fourth-tier demon beast, and you'll become a silver-ranked demon hunter."

"After becoming a Silver Medal Demon Slayer, all items in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion will be 10% off."

The old man paused, then added...

"If you slay a fifth-tier demonic beast, you can be promoted to a Gold-Rank Demon Slayer."

"Old man! Why didn't you explain the downsides as well?"

Liu Suifeng chimed in from the side,

"One fourth-tier medal for silver medalists each year, and one fifth-tier medalist every three years. Failure to meet these targets will result in disqualification."

Do you know what a fifth-tier demonic beast is? It's Great Grandmaster- level existence!

"The Hundred Treasures Pavilion not only provides information on monsters to monster hunters, but also awards Demon-Catching Points for submitting monster corpses."

"These requirements are not difficult for those who pass the assessment."

The old man responded calmly and unhurriedly.

Lu Feng replied without hesitation, "This junior wishes to become a demon hunter; please assess me, senior."

The old man nodded, about to say something, when Liu Suifeng suddenly leaned in and winked at him:

"Old man, actually, Brother Lu and I killed that giant silver wolf together."

"Look, the fatal wound was a knife wound, not a sword wound. Just give him a token directly."

The old man chuckled upon hearing this.

"I knew you were using a sword, but the wolf demon's fatal wound was a knife wound. I see."

He suppressed his smile and turned to Lu Feng.

"However, this wolf demon has already been counted in Liu's assessment, so it can no longer be counted as yours."

"Alright, I'll give you the token first. After you slay the fourth-tier demon beast next time, you'll officially become a silver-ranked demon hunter."

He took out a silver token from his storage bag, traced a few lines in the air on the back of the token with his fingertip, and then handed it to Lu Feng.

The token is slightly cold in the hand, half the size of a palm, with a dragon and phoenix dancing on the front engraved on it, and on the back is a newly engraved word "lu".

"Activation can be achieved with a drop of blood!"

Lu Feng bit his fingertip and dripped a drop of blood onto the token.

The blood droplet was absorbed the instant it landed on the silver surface, leaving no trace.

At the same time, a subtle connection was established between Lu Feng and the token.

Thank you, senior.

Lu Feng solemnly put the token into his pocket and bowed deeply to the old man.

"Why thank him! Let's go upstairs!"

Before he could straighten up, Liu Suifeng grabbed his arm and pulled him downstairs.

As he reached the top of the stairs, he lowered his voice and added,

"That old man is very shrewd. If you're really grateful to him, he won't even blink when he's ripping you off next time."

The two went up to the second floor.

There were quite a few people here, but each of them possessed an aura above the Hua Jin.

Liu Suifeng patted Lu Feng on the shoulder:

"Brother Lu, you can look around by yourself. I'm going to exchange some pills and I'll come find you in a bit."

After saying that, he strolled towards the medicine and pill section.

Lu Feng walked alone towards the weapons area.

The weapons displayed here are not as densely packed as on the first floor; each item is individually sealed within a transparent protective light shield.

Next to it stood a small wooden sign, on which the weapon's grade, material, characteristics, and price were written in neat small regular script.

He walked past a row of sword racks, his gaze sweeping over the fourth-tier longswords, priced between ten and one Origin Crystal.

He watched a few more rounds, but eventually looked away.

Without the Origin Crystal, watching more videos is pointless.

Since you're going to change it anyway, why not go all the way up to a fourth-tier one?

He's not getting any improvement from using a Tier 3 weapon anymore, so instead of switching to a temporary one, he might as well save up and get a Tier 4 one directly.

When Lu Feng reached the materials area, he suddenly stopped.

Inside a transparent jade box on the counter, dozens of tiny crystals were neatly arranged.

Each grain is only the size of a grain of rice, completely black, with a rough and uneven surface, resembling some kind of mineral sand.

The wooden sign next to it reads "Bone-Tempering Sand," priced at 20 Origin Crystal.

Lu Feng stared at the small print for a moment, memorizing the appearance and price of the Bone-Tempering Sand, then expressionlessly looked away.

In addition, the materials area also displayed many things he had never heard of before, such Dragon Blood Wood, Netherworld Iron, Phoenix Feather Stone, and Profound Ice Marrow.

The price of everything was in Origin Crystal. He looked through them, silently memorizing the useful information.

Just then, Liu Suifeng walked over from the pill area, carrying a bulging pill pouch at his waist.

He glanced at Lu Feng's empty hands:

"So, is there anything you like? If you don't have enough Origin Crystal, I can lend you some."

Lu Feng shook his head. "I didn't see anything particularly suitable."

Liu Suifeng didn't try to persuade him further, and the two walked downstairs side by side.