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

That evening, someone knocked on the hotel room door.

Ji Zuodao was lying in bed scrolling through his phone, reading posts on the Xiao Rizi forum about Onmyoji players crying and begging for mercy, and he was having a good laugh.

Hearing the knock, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and lazily said, "The door's unlocked, come in."

The door was pushed open, and an old man walked in.

The old man was dressed in an elegant kimono, his hair was neatly combed, and he walked in with his chin slightly raised and his nostrils pointing to the sky. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought that the Emperor had arrived.

Ji Zuodao didn't even get up. He crossed his legs, looked at the old man, and asked, "Oh, sir, what brings you here so late at night?"

Tsuchimikado frowned slightly.

After all, he was a well-known figure in the cultivation world.

But the young man in front of him acted as if he didn't know him at all, going about his business as usual, which made him feel a little stifled.

He cleared his throat, deciding to cut to the chase and stop beating around the bush:

"Mr. Hime, my surname is Tsuchimikado, and I am an advisor to the Koshin-no-Yo-ryō (Organization of Onmyoji). I have come here today to discuss something with you."

"I'm sure Mr. Ji has heard that a malevolent god named Ryomen Sukuna has recently appeared in my territory. This wicked and cruel man has destroyed my shrines, killed my people, and disrupted my order. He is truly a major threat to my territory."

"Our Yin-Yang Bureau has dispatched experts to suppress this beast multiple times, but it is powerful and possesses great supernatural abilities. We are currently facing some... well, temporary difficulties."

Ji Zuodao almost burst out laughing.

What a temporary difficulty.

You call that a temporary difficulty?

What you did was called being humiliated and trampled on the ground, okay?

Even the descendant of Abe no Seimei, who was hailed as the "strongest in the Heisei era," was cut in half at the waist. His upper half flew far away, while his lower half stood for several seconds before collapsing. Is this what you call a temporary difficulty?

However, he didn't expose him, but continued to look at the old man Tsuchimikado with a smile, waiting for him to continue.

Tsuchimikado clearly knew he'd sounded a little guilty about what he'd said, and his face flushed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He coughed and continued:

"I have heard that Mr. Ji possesses profound cultivation and extraordinary skills, and was able to capture that group of evil cultivators who had been wreaking havoc in my territory for months in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Therefore, we would like to ask Mr. Ji to help us deal with the Two-Faced Su Nuo."

"Of course, I'm not incapable of dealing with Sukuna. However, considering the immense harm this fiend poses, eliminating it as soon as possible would benefit both our peoples. Moreover, we would like to give your country an opportunity to demonstrate its strength. After all, the Han Dynasty has always considered itself a great power, and I'm sure it wouldn't stand idly by in such a matter, would it?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Zuodao almost couldn't suppress his smile.

Damn it, he finally understood what Uncle Zhang meant.

What does it mean that "the big man is very satisfied with the sincerity shown by the little one, but is very dissatisfied with the little one's attitude"?

That's it!

Listen to this old man, is he even speaking human language?

They also said, "It's not that we can't beat them, we just want to give you a chance to try."

It also "gives your country an opportunity to demonstrate its strength."

His tone and expression made it seem as if it were an honor for the big man to have the opportunity to help them with their daily chores.

What's this called?

In everyday language, this is called "tsundere".

The problem is, you have to consider who you're dealing with when you're being arrogant!

If you're a beautiful, haughty girl, that's pleasing to the eye, that's charming, that's like saying, "Hmph, I didn't prepare this especially for you!"

But what are you, a wrinkled old orange peel, doing standing there so arrogantly?

Who are you trying to impress with your arrogance?

Disgusting!

Ji Zuodao felt extremely disgusted, so much so that he almost wanted to skin him alive.

He stared at Tsuchimikado's wrinkled old face, finding it increasingly irritating, and felt that the skin should be straightened, ironed, and hung on the wall as a decoration.

However, he tolerated it for the sake of the money.

Especially since the old man started with a massive spending spree, the price he quoted made Ji Zuodao's heart tremble.

Good heavens, that price is enough for him to buy several mountains in the Han Dynasty.

It seems that Xiao Rizi is really driven crazy by those two Su Nuo, otherwise he wouldn't have offered such a price.

Ji Zuodao was overjoyed.

However, since this old man has "I'm a fat sheep" written all over his face, he'd be letting down the Ji family's tradition if he didn't squeeze every last drop of fat out of him.

Ji Zuodao then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a troubled expression: "Oh dear, Mr. Tsuchimikado, what you're saying puts me in a difficult position."

The old man Tsuchimikado was taken aback: "Difficult to handle? What makes you say that, Mr. Ji?"

Ji Zuodao sighed and began his performance.

"As you know, I'm from the 749th Bureau of the Great Han Dynasty. My main mission in coming to Xiao Rizi this time was to capture that group of evil cultivators. Now that the evil cultivators have been captured, I should be returning to the country to report as soon as possible. But you've suddenly sent me to deal with the Two-Faced Su Nuo, and I... I'm not sure how to explain this to my superiors."

The old man Tsuchimikado frowned: "What does Mr. Hime mean...?"

"What I mean is, this needs to cost extra."

Ji Zuodao spoke with such confidence and self-assurance, without the slightest hint of embarrassment on his face.

The old man Tsuchimikado's lips twitched. He remained silent for a moment, then asked, "How many does Mr. Hime want?"

"Let's test the waters with a hundred thousand to a hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones first."

Old man Tsuchimikado almost lost his balance.

"Mr. Ji! You've gone too far!"

"Is it excessive? I don't think so."

Ji Zuodao shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Think about it, that's Ryoumen Sukuna, the legendary King of Curses. So many of your little masters have fallen at his hands, even your so-called 'strongest in the Heisei era,' Abe no Seimei's descendant, was cut in half at the waist. For me to go and deal with him is to risk my life. I value my life, and I won't feel at ease unless I get a decent settlement."

The old man Tsuchimikado was so angry that his beard stood on end, but he couldn't find a way to refute him.

Because what Ji Zuodao said was indeed true.

Those skilled in their daily lives were indeed wiped out by Ryoumen Sukuna in a chopping motion.

The free country's father doesn't care about them.

Now, the only thing we can count on is this expert from the big man.

Old man Tsuchimikado gritted his teeth: "Alright! As Mr. Hime says!"

Ji Zuodao's eyes lit up, and he was secretly delighted, but he remained outwardly calm and continued to increase the stakes.

"There's one more thing. I don't have any other hobbies, I just love to eat. I have to eat something good before going on stage, right? I ate a da tengu's wing before, and it was so delicious. So, you guys have a lot of monsters around, right? Bring a few more over, like da tengu, crow tengu, yuki, or ichimokuren. I'm not picky."

The old man Tsuchimikado's face had already started to turn green.

"There's one more thing. Eating meat without side dishes isn't enough. We need some spiritual herbs to moisten our mouths. They have to be thousand-year-old ones, don't try to fool me with some that's only a few hundred years old."

Tsuchimikado's face had turned as green as spinach.

"There's one more thing..."