Something's wrong with this demon.

Chapter 82 The Demon

"Aww—"

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In the darkness of the night, wild beasts howled in the mountains.

A wild boar that had just emerged from its burrow collapsed in the bushes.

A sharp hunting fork pierced its head.

It twitched a few times on the ground and then died.

Luo began sucking blood early in the morning.

Not long after, on a hillside, a bear that was foraging for food had its head smashed by a punch.

As dawn approached, a large worm lay on the ground.

That night, the blood volume in Luo Qingchen's second blood bar increased from 720% the previous night to 780%.

The growth rate has slowed significantly.

The blood volume generated by several large, robust beasts was less than that of a single human.

Fortunately, his cultivation progress is also increasing.

The cultivation progress has increased from 25/2000 to 35/2000.

Clearly, this is the effect of actual combat.

At this point, he needed another medicinal bath.

However, now is not the time for medicinal baths, and there is no extra blood for medicinal baths.

The most urgent task now is to continue hunting and upgrade our blood.

It's not too late to go back to the sect for a medicinal bath after you've upgraded to the Golden Blood level.

Above, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

The autumn wind blew in the morning, carrying a chilly bleakness, but it felt exceptionally refreshing on him.

Within his body, hot blood surged.

Without further delay, he put away his hunting fork and returned the way he came.

The hunting fork was placed in the backyard of the teahouse.

He returned to the inn.

As soon as they entered the front yard, they saw several men dressed as government constables carrying away a corpse.

The body was covered by a blood-stained sheet.

A leading constable was speaking with a beaming smile to a young man named Xu Mang from the Zhenguo Academy, before bowing and taking his leave.

Beside Xu Mang, two girls from Zhenguo Academy had red eyes, blank stares, and tear-streaked faces.

As Luo Qingchen passed by the group, the tall girl disguised as a boy named Lu Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately blocked his way, shouting angrily, "You devil! Why did you secretly change rooms?"

Luo Qingchen looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Lu Qingqing burst into tears, sobbing, "You made me kill someone! You despicable and insidious devil, you did it on purpose! You made me kill someone on purpose! Waaah!"

As he spoke, he burst into tears again.

Luo Qingchen spoke up: "Are you blaming yourself? Wasn't it me who killed him?"

Lu Qingqing retorted angrily, "Yes! You're a ruthless killer! Killing you would be doing the people a favor! I'd be overjoyed!"

Luo Qingchen didn't say anything more and prepared to leave.

But after taking a step, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Since you killed someone, why didn't the constables arrest you just now?"

Lu Qingqing was still crying and about to speak when Xu Mang quickly pulled her back, frowning as he said, "Junior Sister Lu killed a bad guy. That guy—was a thug who had committed crimes before. Last night, he was planning to kill his wife when Junior Sister Lu and Junior Sister Fang happened to see it and accidentally killed him."

Luo Qingchen looked at him, a mocking smile appearing on her lips.

Xu Mang seemed somewhat guilty and dared not meet his gaze, looking away as he said, "That man's wife has already given a statement to the constables, accepted our compensation, and left."

Luo Qingchen didn't look at them again and went straight into the inn.

"You devil! Stop right there! I—"

Lu Qingqing tried to grab him, but Xu Mang and the woman stopped her.

"Junior Sister Lu, this is your and Junior Sister Fang's fault, it has nothing to do with anyone else, so stop making a scene! There are so many people watching here, we have already made a big mistake."

Xu Mang reprimanded him sternly.

Lu Qingqing cried, "Senior Brother Xu, I—"

"Let's go back to our room first."

Xu Mang quickly pulled her into the inn.

The merchants and onlookers in the courtyard were all whispering among themselves.

"The Zhenguo Academy is really powerful; they can kill people and even the government doesn't dare to interfere."

"Look at those constables. They're like mice before a cat when they see them. Whatever they say goes."

"In this godforsaken place, whoever has power and money is the boss!"

"Shh, watch your mouth! Let's go!"

A group of merchants carrying goods immediately went to the stables to fetch their horses and leave.

Back in the room, Xu Mang gave him a few more stern reprimands.

While crying, Lu Qingqing said aggrievedly, "We made a mistake! That woman kept screaming and saying she was about to die. When Fang Shijie and I heard that, we thought that demon was going to kill someone, so we rushed in—"

These words immediately made everyone blush.

The woman standing nearby quickly whispered, "Young Master Xu, please stop. My young lady is young and doesn't understand anything. She only meant well and wanted to save people."

At this moment, Lu Qingqing angrily said, "Blame that despicable and treacherous demon from the Demon-Suppressing Sect! If he hadn't secretly changed rooms, how could Senior Sister Fang and I have misunderstood? If there hadn't been a woman screaming in his room, we wouldn't have killed him; at most, we would have knocked him unconscious and tied him up. He's the one who—"

"Shut up!"

Xu Mang immediately reprimanded, his face stern, "You're still blaming her even now? It's clearly your own fault! Who told you to kidnap her in the middle of the night!"

Lu Qingqing wiped away her tears and said aggrievedly, "I was just trying to help you solve the case! That devil was acting suspiciously here; he must be involved in this case!"

"Miss, stop talking and go get some rest. You didn't sleep a wink last night."

Seeing that she was still talking nonsense, the woman quickly pulled her up, left the room, and took her back to her own room.

Fang Ying also left with her head down.

Xu Mang shook his head helplessly, sat down in a chair, and said with a worried expression, "We need to find the murderer quickly and get out of here. Junior Sister Lu is really willful; I didn't want her to come out this time, sigh—"

Yuan Zhao was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Senior Brother Xu, do you think Junior Sister Lu's suspicions might be correct? That kid from the Demon Exorcism Sect went out in the middle of the night, I don't know what he did, he only came back in the morning."

Xu Mang's eyes flashed, and after a moment's thought, he said, "If he goes out again tonight, we'll follow him. But remember, unless absolutely necessary, never fight him. The disciples of the Demon-Slaying Sect fight with their lives on the line, and their various techniques are very strange and difficult to defend against. We're not afraid of a direct confrontation during the day, but we're worried about the night when they might have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves."

Yuan Zhao nodded.

Night fell quickly.

After dark, Luo Qingchen woke up in bed, ate the meat he had brought with him, and then read "Introduction to the Outer Sect" in his room for a while. Seeing that the night outside the window was getting darker, he went out.

First, I went to the backyard of the teahouse and got the hunting fork.

Then we entered the woods behind.

He had only walked a few miles when he heard a slight strange noise behind him.

He didn't pay any attention and continued to wander through the woods.

Soon, he saw a fawn.

The fawn was bowing its head, eating fruit that had fallen from a tree in a wild fruit grove.

He crouched low and approached stealthily.

"Whoosh"

As the fawn sensed danger and suddenly turned to run away, he flew out like an arrow, his hunting fork precisely piercing the fawn's neck.

The fawn fell to the ground, let out a mournful cry, twitched its limbs a few times, and quickly died.

Luo Qingchen drew her hunting fork and took out her dagger.

Then he sat down in front of the fawn's carcass, cut open the fawn's fur, and began to skin it.

Not far away, behind a large tree.

Xu Mang and Yuan Zhao frowned slightly upon seeing this scene.

I've heard that the Demon Sect likes to skin people, but I never imagined they even skin animals.

"Let's go."

The two dared not stray too far from the inn. Seeing that the demonic sect disciple seemed to have no other abnormalities, they had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Luo Qingchen skinned the fawn using the skinning method described in the "Ghost Shadow Technique," and surprisingly, she peeled off the fawn's fur with ease.

He did not suck blood.

Holding the fur and the hunting fork, he got up and continued walking forward.

After walking for another half hour, circling back and forth in the surrounding forest several times, and making sure that no one was following them, they began a new hunt.

"Waaah..."

Soon, a wolf collapsed in the woods.

Blood sucking!

By dawn, he had killed a total of four prey.

The prey were not very large.

The blood in the second blood bar in my body only increased by 10 points, becoming 790%.

Whether it's due to continuous absorption, the blood of wild beasts, or the fact that it's grown to a later stage, its growth rate is now significantly slower.

The wild boar in Medicine Man Town had given him a lot of blood.

If it were a human, the speed would probably be much faster.

"With so many merchants in the inn, if we secretly kill a few, it should be full very quickly —"

On his way back, the thought suddenly popped into his mind.

He returned the hunting fork to the teahouse and headed towards the inn.

Just as I reached the entrance of the inn, I suddenly heard a heart-wrenching wail coming from the backyard, along with the terrified screams of several women.

Meanwhile, the people in the inn seemed to have received some news and ran towards the backyard in a panic.

Someone died?

Luo Qingchen immediately smelled a strong stench of blood.

He followed behind several vendors and soon arrived at the backyard.

"ah"

Someone else screamed.

Following the horrified gazes of the crowd, Luo Qingchen looked up and her pupils immediately contracted.

Under a window on the second floor of the inn, hung a bloodstained animal skin with long, disheveled hair!

The animal hide was swaying gently in the morning breeze.

Next to the animal hide hung a mangled, bloody corpse.

The corpse was wearing embroidered brocade shoes, clutching its own clothes in its hands, and had a jade pendant hanging around its neck.

The jade plaque was engraved with a striking character—"镇" (zhen, meaning "to suppress" or "to suppress").

"A disciple of the Zhenguo Academy?"

Luo Qingchen's gaze fell on the wailing woman in front of her; it was none other than the woman from Zhenguo Academy!

Xu Mang was also standing nearby, looking up at the blood-soaked corpse above him, his face pale and his body trembling.

Yuan Zhao and Fang Ying, standing nearby, both wore expressions of horror and disbelief.

Luo Qingchen raised her head again and looked at the corpse.

The corpse was tall and slender with wide-open eyes. Although it was blurry, it was clearly recognizable as the girl named Lu Qingqing, who was disguised as a man.

"Miss—"

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The woman, known as Aunt Lan, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

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