After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

Zhang Chen and a flock of crows drifted to the vicinity of the hospital and landed on a tall pine tree.

Several squirrels that were carrying pine nuts were startled and peeked out from the tree hole to observe them.

Similarly, Zhang Chen activated his [Beast Eyes] and looked towards the hospital.

Indeed, there were many more armed personnel around the hospital, but the hospital itself was not sealed off and continued to operate normally.

An obvious trap.

"Goo-ga! Immortal! That demon hunter thinks we'll go back and punish that bastard, so he's lying in wait here! How despicable!"

"Could you tell me what a demon hunter's profession is?"

"Gug, those are the best fighters in the company! Humph!"

"A cultivator?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Gah! What nonsense about cultivators! Humans destroy the environment and abuse spiritual energy, where are the cultivators now? The immortals of the old era are almost all dead!"

"Then why are you afraid of him? Can't you dodge bullets?"

"Goo-ga! He has a really awful voice. It's easy for him to deal with little monsters like us. Once he turns on his voice, we're all powerless! Then he can shoot us!"

"Simple," Zhang Chen said. "I'll say it again, Raven, do you crave power?"

"Caw? Immortal, I don't understand what you mean." The lead crow scratched its head with its wing in a very human-like manner.

"Literal meaning."

"Goo-ga! Of course I crave power! But it's really hard for youkai to train these days, goo-goo-ga! Everyone else only trains by listening to the songs of the Nightingale-sama!"

"Cultivating by listening to music?" Zhang Chen was stunned. There was such a thing?

"Goo-ga! It's because Lady Lark knows about the books of Daoist Chunyang! She has turned all of Daoist Chunyang's books into songs that monsters can understand, so we illiterate monsters can cultivate by listening to the songs."

Oh, in essence, it's still about the monsters he cultivated, as seen in his previous books.

"Why don't you learn to read?"

"Gaga, learning to read is too troublesome, and reading books isn't as fast as cultivating by listening to music, gaga! Cultivating by reading books also requires spiritual energy, gaga! It's all humans' fault for destroying the environment!"

Why is listening to music faster than reading a book?

"Goo-ga! Because Lady Lark is a great demon who has received the favor of Daoist Chunyang! Listening to her sing is like listening to Daoist Chunyang preach! Cultivation will be incredibly fast!"

"In that case...would you like to speed things up? How many years of cultivation have you accumulated?"

"I've cultivated for a hundred years!" the giant crow boasted proudly. "How much faster could I possibly become?"

"If you had two hundred years of cultivation, would you be confident enough to withstand the sonar and then go and chop that bastard up?"

"Goo-ga!! Of course there is!"

The large crow patted its chest confidently for a moment, then its spirits waned. "But how can I possibly accumulate that much cultivation? Lord Lark is about to leave..."

Zhang Chen smiled. This crow was already the smartest among the group of monsters; the others were all a bit silly.

The crow's filial piety is something to be trusted.

He paused briefly, took a deep breath, and placed his palm on the crow's head...

[Self-control] Activation.

The next moment, the crows suddenly froze, staring intently at Zhang Chen's palm. The entire forest fell silent, instantly returning to the tranquility of the night.

The crow's feathers gradually became shinier and glossier, its body grew larger, becoming as big as an eagle, its beak and claws became sharp and pointed, and its pupils were coated with a bright light...

The other crows had also become somewhat more robust.

A squirrel that was shelling pine nuts in a tree hole saw this and dropped the pine nuts from its paws.

A short while later.

The giant crow stopped changing its shape, and Zhang Chen released his grip. The crows were still staring at him in a daze.

"Gurgle!"

A crow cawed, breaking the silence.

"Caw...caw! A fairy has touched my head!" The big crow reacted, cawing loudly, "Caw! A fairy has touched my head! Caw caw caw!"

"This matter must not be revealed to anyone," Zhang Chen said. "Otherwise, even if I don't touch you, your superiors will wipe you out."

"Immortal! We understand! You are...?"

"Shh." Zhang Chen slapped its forehead. "You've been enhanced now. From now on, you won't be called Raven, you'll be called Pikachu Black."

"Caw? Pikachu?" The crow tilted its head, looking a bit like a penguin from Madagascar.

"Okay, go ahead. Come back if things go wrong. Remember to give that bastard the worst curse, but don't hurt anyone else."

"Caw! I will not fail in my mission!" The great crow was about to spread its wings and fly away.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Chen remembered something, took a small rag doll out of his pocket, and hesitated whether to...

He sighed, lamenting that the old woman had entrusted herself to the wrong person.

Well, this last wish can't be fulfilled.

He then turned to the crow and asked, "How did Shen Nianxi get injured?"

"Goo-ga! She was accidentally shot by the demon hunters while trying to save us! Even though she was wearing a bulletproof vest, it seems she was still injured!"

Zhang Chen clicked his tongue and poured some more yang energy into the crow's body, saying in a deep voice:

"Beat that guy up."

"Goo-ga! Received!"

"Beat them to death."

"Gurgle!"

The crow flapped its wings suddenly, creating a gust of wind, and flew rapidly towards the hospital.

"Squeak squeak." At this moment, the squirrel carrying a pine cone ran out of the tree hole, squatted down next to Zhang Chen, and poked him with its furry tail.

Zhang Chen was slightly taken aback, realizing that he hadn't stopped when he was channeling yang energy, and that the squirrel had absorbed some of it, causing it to become a spirit.

The squirrel trembled and pushed all its pine cones in front of Zhang Chen, begging for its life.

This situation is that... the succubi repeatedly warned him not to be too kind and to kill when necessary.

Logically speaking, the squirrel should be the innocent victim caught in the crossfire.

Zhang Chen smiled wryly. The crows were Lin Yinmeng's subordinates, and he could still trust them, but the squirrels in the wild...

"Squeak!" The squirrel nudged the rag doll in Zhang Chen's hand again.

Zhang Chen picked up the rag doll and found that although the workmanship was a bit ugly, it was still possible to tell that it was sewn into the shape of a squirrel.

"Well, it's fate." Zhang Chen let the squirrel hide in his pocket. "You come back with me and will be in charge of sweeping the grave. That old woman probably liked squirrels when she was alive."

Then, he turned his gaze to the hospital and belatedly became dazed.

Once we win them all back, we won't need to worry about whether it's out of kindness or danger.

"call..."

A cold wind blew by, knocking some snowmelt off the pine trees and dripping it onto him and the crow. The crow shook its body like a puppy.

Zhang Chen rubbed the snow water on the back of his hand, as if he were concretely feeling the sorrow from a thousand years ago.

...

hospital.

"Wang Chao, Ning'an is under my jurisdiction, I have the greatest control! You can't act differently just because you're a demon hunter!" Shen Nianxi gritted her teeth, her eyebrows furrowed, and her small hands clenched until they turned blue.

The girl's waist was still wrapped in a bandage, her face was pale, and her breathing was erratic, clearly indicating that she was seriously injured.

"This is what the higher-ups want to say." Wang Chao adjusted his glasses, adopting a refined yet roguish demeanor, and calmly shook his head. "It's impossible for crows to become spirits in large numbers; they most likely obtained the relics of the Pure Yang Daoist."

"You should know how important the relics of the Pure Yang Daoist are. Even a manuscript can make a person become an immortal after reading it forty-nine times, and a demon can gain fifty years of cultivation after seeing it once."

"And these crow demons have already killed people! What are you still clinging to?"

Shen Nianxi was furious upon hearing this. She slammed her hand on the table, but the movement aggravated her wound, causing her face to turn deathly pale. After a muffled groan, she said:

"I told you, I investigated thoroughly. I had already planted a camera in the ward. It was purely that father and son who brought this upon themselves; they deserved it! Don't you know the customs of crows? This father and son's ancestors were..."

"That's attempted murder," Wang Chao interrupted. "Don't tell me about having demon blood. Human life is the most valuable thing. This company doesn't serve demons..."

The man was only halfway through his sentence when the hospital room door was pounded on, followed by a shrill male voice:

"Get the hell out of here! Which police station the hell are you from? Do you even know who I am? Check your phone's trending topics; the top three are all bought by me! See? I can buy public opinion to drown you all!"

Wang Chao calmly approached the door and smiled, "Sir, please wait a little longer. We are still investigating the case. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Damn it! You bunch of good-for-nothings! It's been so long and you still haven't figured it out? That old man was killed by the doctor's misuse of medication! What does that have to do with me?!"

Wang Chao smiled, slightly opened the ward door, and stuck the gun barrel inside...

Upon seeing the gun barrel, the man in the ward immediately fell silent, and even faintly smelled urine.

"You still let that person act as bait in the ward? Is this what you mean by 'human life is precious'?" Shen Nianxi frowned, stepped back, and stared at Wang Chao.

"If you can hear me, what's the difference between those little demons and chicks?"

"Even if you're going to use him as bait, what about the other patients in the hospital? Aren't you going to evacuate the general public? Aren't you going to deploy any police force in the hospital? You're just being ambitious and want to take all the credit for yourself!" Shen Nianxi analyzed, word by word.

Wang Chao sneered, "Little beauty, you think you can command an army just because you became the person in charge of Ning'an based on your physique?"

"Why don't you think about why the people in the company don't listen to your orders, but instead I, an outsider, have taken over here?"

Shen Nianxi pursed her lips, unable to speak.

"Let me tell you, if Daoist Chunyang doesn't return, you'll just be a demon hunter with slightly better aptitude, a pretty face, understand? You think you're an immortal just because you practice some Qi? You even dare to take a bullet with your bare body?"

Wang Chao glanced at Shen Nianxi's waist injury and said disdainfully, "You've broken a rib, and it still hasn't woken you up?"

"I have my own way of cultivating." Shen Nianxi's eyes welled up with tears, but she forced them back and turned to leave. "At least it's better than a lazy bum like you who just sits around and eats away at your own expense."

"Heh, what a little brat, thinking he can imitate the Pure Yang Daoist and cultivate himself into an immortal..."

Before the man could finish his sarcastic remark, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly echoed from the ward:

"Crows! Crows! Someone, please help..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chao froze on the spot.

"How is this possible?! The sonic boom didn't work? Where did this powerful demon come from among the crows?"

He glared at Shen Nianxi with a ferocious expression and cursed, "You damn little bitch, as the person in charge of Ning'an, how dare you hide a powerful demon and not report it?"

"Bang!"

The next moment... a crow half the height of a person crashed through the door. Everything happened so fast that no one had time to react. Chaos erupted in the hospital, with screams filling the air.

The crow's eyes flashed red, like a black lightning bolt, as it flew straight towards the still dumbfounded Wang Chao.

It pounced on him, knocking him to the ground, and with three sharp beaks, pierced through the man's bulletproof vest, leaving a dent in his chest. The man coughed up blood and lost consciousness.

Shen Nianxi stared at the scene, stunned, her hands trembling as she raised the pistol...

"Goo-ga-ga! Good person! You're a good person! I've avenged you! You're protected by a deity, don't be afraid!"

The crow actually managed to speak a human sentence in a broken accent.

That's what I said to her.

Shen Nianxi sensed that the crow meant no harm, lowered her gun, and was about to ask the immortal who...

But before she could speak, the crow turned into black mist again.

The girl chased after him into the ward. The crow had already flown out of the window. The man in the ward looked like he had only broken an arm and fainted, but his face was black and his lips were purple.

This is the curse of the crow.

Shen Nianxi took a deep breath, swallowed, and took out the walkie-talkie to make arrangements for her funeral.

Staff and medical personnel quickly went upstairs. Fortunately, the crows only attacked one ward, so there were no other losses.

Even when this monster attacked, it did not accidentally harm anyone else.

The incident ended so hastily, and thanks to Wang Chao's radical handling, the responsibility for this matter did not fall on her.

Shen Nianxi stared blankly at all of this, suddenly feeling her insignificance and the powerlessness of her struggle.

She was indeed... deceiving herself; aside from practicing Qi, she didn't know how to cultivate herself.

The girl walked out of the hospital as if she had survived a disaster. Coincidentally, the dog demon was also there, prostrate on the ground, making some kind of prayer.

"Miss Nianxi." The dog demon bowed to her upon seeing her.

"What are you doing here?"

"A pilgrimage," the dog demon said.

"Weren't you surprised by what happened just now?" Shen Nianxi asked.

"Cause and effect, retribution, is nothing out of the ordinary," the dog demon said.

"Do you know who the immortal the crow was talking about is?" she asked.

"I don't know, but that immortal asked me to pass on a message to you."

"What?" Shen Nianxi asked urgently.

"Good people will be rewarded, Miss Nianxi, the path you have chosen is the right one."