Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

The next few days were simple yet fulfilling for Lin Sheng.

I get up early in the morning to practice my kung fu and transform mystic qi. When it's time, I go to the camp to be on duty, have a meal, and then go back to the dojo to practice swordsmanship. Su Ren will teach me more fighting techniques from time to time. When it gets dark, I go home on time.

Since Lin Sheng's sword was still being forged, Su Ren gave Lin Sheng a sword with a sharp, cold gleam, so that he could carry it with him, whether for sword practice or for fighting enemies.

For a time, life became regular and balanced.

On this day, Lin Sheng changed into his usual attire and arrived at the camp. As soon as he arrived, he noticed that it was bustling with activity.

In the past, there were only a few carriages, but today there were seven or eight. Many people were carrying various demon materials, and even the cultivators in the camp had to spare some time to help.

A ferocious tiger-like demon, bound by talismans and chains, the size of a carriage, emitted a low growl.

By recording various demon materials every day, Lin Sheng also gained some knowledge. He recognized at a glance that this was a demon arrow tiger. Although it was huge, it was not yet an adult.

Lin Sheng also saw Wu Sushu talking to the man guarding Jianhu.

"Keep a close eye on these demons, and once you've taken care of them, let them go back to sleep."

"Don't loosen it! Hold it tight, I'll go call right now... Hey, Lin Suling, you're here!"

Wu Rang, who was about to leave, saw Lin Sheng. He was surprised but overjoyed and quickly pulled him over.

"Mr. Wu, what's wrong? Why are there so many people today?"

"What else could it be? I just happened to be busy. You're in luck today; there's a lot to record, and you'll broaden your horizons."

Lin Sheng had a feeling that most of the jobs he had heard before were for the purpose of better advancement.

But he also knew that today was indeed a busy day, so he took the paper and pen that Wu Rang gave him and started working.

He crouched behind the tiger, looking at the monster that was much larger than himself. Looking at its thick, long tail, Lin Sheng asked, "Mr. Wu, I really remember, are you sure it's a tail?"

"Remember this: the tail of the hawk is the best material for demonizing creatures."

It has the effect of revitalizing the meridians and is commonly used by cultivators whose meridians are damaged.

Wu Rang then began to recount the origins of the Arrow Tiger and the function of its tail, while Lin Sheng listened and took notes.

Just as Wu Rang finished speaking, Lin Sheng finished writing.

After a quick glance and finding no problems, Wu Rang said, "It's fine. As expected, materials that require special recording are faster to be recorded by cultivators."

"Alright, you can go back to your seat now. All the materials that need to be registered have already been sent over."

Lin Sheng got up, put away what he had just recorded, and walked back to his seat.

Seeing the busy crowd on the road, he also told the kitchen staff to bring lunch to the house.

"I guess I won't have time to eat today."

Upon arriving at the door, I saw a thick stack of papers placed there, nearly twice the usual amount.

He picked her up, pushed open the door, put her on the table, placed the knife aside, and began his work.

"The fierce-horned rhinoceros has skin as white as gold and stone, and its gait is like a surging wave... The jade-horned rhinoceros is gentle in nature and used in medicine..."

"The brain-eating bird, with its sharp beak and claws, especially craves human brains... Its three wingtips are excellent for sheltering from the wind and for gathering valuable timber..."

"The Five-Colored Toad..."

Lin Sheng recorded the materials he obtained from different demons, which not only enriched his understanding of demons but also updated the transportation routes of these materials.

The imperial court's control over cultivators was not only reflected in the regulations governing sects and Taoist temples, but also in its control over cultivation resources.

The sheets of paper he received each day contained demon materials that required detailed recording, and without exception, these materials were all quite valuable, some even worth at least a thousand taels of silver.

Thinking of the meager sum he had acquired through reselling, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

If I could consume these demonic materials myself, why would I need to worry about precious essences!

As he watched these demon materials being recorded, he couldn't help but become curious about even more powerful demons.

How much silver would it take to buy those demon materials?

"I wonder what kind of materials the imperial court supplies?"

"I suppose those princes and grandsons use specially supplied food."

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng shrugged and felt that his own Cave Mystic Furnace was still the best.

High-quality demon materials can still be found, but a furnace that can absorb power painlessly is one of a kind in the world.

Before he knew it, it was noon. When the door behind him rang, Lin Sheng realized that the kitchen staff had arrived, so he got up and opened the door.

To my surprise, it wasn't someone from the kitchen, but a complete stranger whose clothes suggested he was from the dormitory.

"You must be Lin Suling, who is on temporary assignment. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"I am also the head of this post station, and my name is Wang Binggui."

Wang Binggui bowed respectfully, a smile spreading across his face.

"A pleasure to meet you. May I ask what business you have with me, Commander Wang?"

"Nothing much, just giving you this information. It contains new information about demons that needs to be recorded."

Wang Binggui brought over a few thin sheets of paper, which Lin Sheng gratefully accepted, but sensed something was wrong when he received them.

It feels strange; it seems like there's something stuck inside the paper.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, Wang Binggui grabbed Lin Sheng's wrist, smiled, and reminded him in a low voice.

"Lin Su Ling has just arrived. I imagine he must have some expenses for his daily cultivation. I know that the inn is not profitable and the life of a cultivator is boring."

But don't worry, things will be handled here without causing you any dissatisfaction.

"As long as Lin Suling wants it, he can have it every day."

Lin Sheng knew he didn't need to look anymore; he already knew what was inside.

Lin Sheng laughed and said, "Wang Suling is indeed a 'generous' person."

"That depends on the person; generosity should only be shown to a good person."

Lin Suling is truly a fine man.

Wang Binggui responded with a smile, feeling that it was most likely done, while secretly scoffing to himself.

"The Jin Tang people say they're hard to deal with, but what's so hard to deal with them?"

"Every cultivator is keen on cultivation resources. As long as there is enough money, what can't be obtained?"

He refused to believe that two five-hundred-tael silver notes couldn't sway a cultivator who had just begun his practice.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Lin Sheng and whispered, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Commander Lin. I've included all the relevant information inside."

"Rest assured, Lord Wang, I will act impartially and record everything in detail."

And they explained it in such detail, so meticulously.

Wang Binggui was disdainful, but simply nodded and was about to leave when he heard Lin Sheng say, "I'm sure Mr. Wu will also be interested in these thousand taels of silver notes."

With a "whoosh," Wang Binggui's expression changed drastically as he saw Lin Sheng waving two silver notes lightly with a smile on his lips.

"Lin Suling, don't make such jokes," Wang Binggui said.

Would I joke with Wang Suling?

Didn't you say from the beginning that I would act impartially?

Lin Sheng stared intently at Wang Binggui, his expression blank.

Seeing that Lin Sheng was serious, Wang Binggui lowered his voice and said, "Commander Lin, why bother?"

He stepped forward, his tone urgent: "As long as you're willing, the amount will be more than you expect, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"It seems that the post station is not as lucrative as Wang Suling said."

Wang Binggui's face was grim. He sensed something was amiss, so he simply asked directly, "What does Commander Lin want to say? What does he want to do?"

Since we're all operating from a temporary post, let's not narrow our path further.

"Lord Wang, you flatter me. I have already said that I am simply acting impartially, that's all."

He remembered Wu Rang's words and focused on doing his own job well, without getting involved in other matters.

Under Wang Binggui's astonished gaze, Lin Sheng handed him the silver note and took the paper he needed.

"I hope that you, Wang Suling, will take good care of yourself."

Lin Sheng closed the door and stopped responding.

Wang Binggui was left with a gritted-teeth expression.