A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

"Uncle Liu, do you want credit for this?"

Ji Zuodao strolled over to Deputy Director Liu's side, rubbing his hands together, his face plastered with his usual cunning yet ingratiating smile.

"Just say the word, and I'll bring it to you right away."

Deputy Director Liu glanced at him sideways and snorted through his nose:

"Heh, you brat, what mischief are you up to now?"

"Hey, no way!"

Ji Zuodao patted his chest, his expression utterly sincere.

"I came here specifically to help you out because I saw you were troubled by that vixen! You've been unable to find her..."

He leaned close to Deputy Director Liu's ear, lowered his voice, and quickly whispered a few words. Then he stepped back two paces, put his hands behind his back, and smiled so brightly it was dazzling.

As Deputy Director Liu listened, his expression shifted from surprise to a look of understanding, and finally to a smile of approval.

He patted Ji Zuodao's shoulder hard, so hard that Ji Zuodao winced.

"Good job, lad! You've really done well! This time, you're doing a great job!"

"Hehe, of course, of course."

Ji Zuodao waved his hand modestly on the surface, but he was overjoyed inside.

Aunt Bai, oh Aunt Bai, he shook his head inwardly. Your "fake death and hiding in the dark" act was brilliant. Although he didn't know how it fooled Master Gou's "telepathy," it was a pity...

You can't fool my eyes, Ji Zuodao's eyes.

Our eyes are like a ruler!

I'll measure how much rotten flesh and how many crooked hearts you demons and monsters have hidden beneath your skin!

Next, it should be Uncle Liu showing his might, directly rushing in and dragging out that feigning-death witch to give her a good beating, right?

Ji Zuodao was already prepared to watch the show, and even began to think about what good materials he could "recycle" from Aunt Bai later.

However, Deputy Director Liu's reaction was beyond his expectations.

Surprisingly... he continued to cross his arms and wait patiently.

They waited until Dog Master finished interrogating the last member of the Wang family, executing some and sparing others, and the matter was resolved.

Deputy Director Liu then waved his hand dismissively:

"Fall back!"

Tanks and armored vehicles roared to life as soldiers quickly boarded them, and investigators escorted the survivors of the Wang family. In a grand procession, they actually began to evacuate this scorched earth that had just been soaked in blood and fire.

"Huh? Uncle Liu?"

Ji Zuodao was completely baffled by this maneuver. He jogged to catch up with Deputy Director Liu and said urgently in a low voice:

"Shouldn't we...shouldn't we fight? That witch is still lying in the pile of corpses! If we go up now, we'll catch her like a turtle in a jar!"

"Fight? What are you going to fight?"

"That bunch of scoundrels from the Wang family have been entrenched in this area for over a hundred years, and the heinous and despicable things they've done are too numerous to count! Just look at them!"

Deputy Director Liu pointed to the scorched earth beneath his feet and the ruins in the distance.

"The earth is stained with necrotic energy and its veins are filthy! They've ruined this once auspicious place with their resentment, bloodlust, and evil!"

"A place like this is a menace if left untouched; it will only breed more wicked things sooner or later."

"The meaning above is very clear—"

"Shove it flat, reshape it. Break the curse here in the most thorough way, and expose this filthy pool to its very core!"

"Doesn't that demoness like to play dead? Doesn't she think she's escaped unscathed?"

"Alright. Then let her... pretend to be dead."

"Perfect! Let's use her demonic cultivation to add the most powerful 'fire' to this 'destruction'!"

As they spoke, the troops had already withdrawn to a safe area several miles away.

Deputy Director Liu picked up a uniquely designed communicator and said in a deep voice:

"The target area has been cleared, and it has been confirmed that there are no personnel of our kind and no targets requiring protection. Execute the 'purification' procedure."

"receive."

A calm reply came from the other end of the communicator.

Before long, a deep and distinctive engine roar came from the very high sky.

A sleek, sharply styled fighter jet, like a silent, giant steel bird, tore through the clouds and appeared directly above the ruins of the Wang family mansion.

It slightly adjusted its attitude, and the bomb bay under the fuselage opened.

A long, slender, metallic-gleaming special bomb detached from its rack and, under the influence of gravity, silently plummeted towards the desolate ruins.

……

The ruins of the Wang family estate, amidst piles of corpses.

Bai Miaoyin slowly opened her eyes.

She felt the tremors and sounds of the 749th Bureau and the troops receding into the distance until the surroundings returned to complete silence.

A cold smile appeared on her lips.

"Everyone says that the investigators from the Jinghai 749 Bureau, especially that Liu Zhou, are just reckless brutes who only know how to shout for violence..."

As she muttered to herself, she reached out her pale fingers, grasped the seam of the human skin at the neck, and slowly tore it open to both sides.

"Sizzle..."

Like removing an ill-fitting old garment, the skin of a middle-aged woman was easily peeled away, revealing her original appearance underneath—

A pale, beautiful face, yet carrying a chilling aura that seeps into the bones.

"Just as I suspected. With a little trickery, I managed to deceive everyone and escape easily..."

She stretched her slightly stiff neck, preparing to get up from the pile of corpses, but her gaze inadvertently drifted to the night sky.

A fighter jet was seen flying overhead at great height, and a slender bomb was slowly falling toward her location.

"Um?"

Bai Miaoyin was taken aback at first, then sneered, her disdain deepening.

"Not satisfied before leaving, wanting to plow the land one more time? Ha... that's all the 749 Bureau can do."

"A tiny missile, what good is it? It's not even strong enough to tickle my auntie."

She didn't even bother to dodge; her thoughts merely stirred.

A white, shimmering light, emanated a hazy moonlight, with a faint, creeping silhouette of a giant hedgehog behind it. The white light quickly shrank, transforming into a solid cocoon of light that firmly protected her.

With her cultivation at the Dharma Aspect Realm, coupled with the protective supernatural powers of a shaman, she was absolutely confident that she could withstand a conventional missile without sustaining any harm.

Perfect timing! They could use the noise and smoke from the explosion to cover their tracks and escape thousands of miles away.

……

The temporary assembly point is about two kilometers away.

Ji Zuodao shaded his eyes with his hand, squinting at the fighter jet that quickly pulled up and left after dropping its bomb, then looked at the slowly descending bomb, feeling a little uneasy.

"Uncle Liu."

He nudged Deputy Director Liu beside him and whispered:

"Just... just one? That demoness, after all, has the title of a shaman, she must have plenty of ways to protect herself. Is one... enough? Should we bet more...?"

He hadn't finished speaking.

boom--------!!!!!!!!!

A terrifying, deafening roar descended without warning!

Immediately afterwards, a blazing white light that destroyed everything instantly engulfed everything in the distance!

The light was so intense that even two kilometers away, and even though everyone instinctively closed their eyes or raised their hands to shield their eyes, a burning sensation, as if branded with a hot iron, still lingered on their retinas!

Then comes that rising flower, connecting the earth and the sky, symbolizing humanity's ultimate aesthetic of violence—

Mushroom cloud.

The blazing flames and smoke tumbled, expanded, and rose within.

The shockwave swept in all directions at an unstoppable speed.

Wherever it passed, everything was crushed and turned to dust!

Ji Zuodao's mouth was open, and the last two words, "a few," were only uttered blankly and unconsciously at this moment.

He stared blankly at the mushroom cloud in the distance that seemed to be about to burst through the sky.

His neck, little by little, stiffly turned towards Deputy Director Liu beside him.

"Uncle Liu..."

Ji Zuodao's voice was a little unsteady, with a tremor that he himself was unaware of.

"What...what is this thing?"

Deputy Director Liu glanced at him, his face conveying a "you're still too young" expression.

"Oh, this."

"Low-yield thermobaric weapon."

"As for its power... it's just so-so. Its main benefits are cleanliness, efficiency, disinfection, breaking down feudal superstitions... and incidentally, reshaping the feng shui."

He pointed to the mushroom cloud that had begun to spread but was still incredibly menacing.

"See that? This is called the sun shining brightly in the sky, cleansing away evil influences."

"All evil aura, resentment, wickedness, and demonic energy... are nothing but dregs before this power."

"Now, it should finally be... peaceful."