The Rise of the Witch

He built his own house, learned calligraphy from Sister Qing, explained some of his past life experiences to Mi Xiaoling, and even got free meals...

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past month, Mi Xiaoling finally managed to leave her room and began to mobilize the villagers to cultivate the land. She even found someone from somewhere to teach the villagers how to raise livestock.

Nowadays, many families have started raising chickens and pigs, and they also have to take care of their fields, keeping them busy all day long, unlike before when a group of villagers would have nothing to do and would gather together to chat.

Xing Yang, who had been mooching snacks for a month, finally gathered enough energy. After performing a battle dance, the witch markings on his body completely changed from white to light blue, and he stepped into the Clear Mark Realm.

His body has seen a tremendous improvement in strength, agility, defense, and coordination. Despite being countless times more toned, he can jump more than ten meters high with a light leap, and can perform various difficult moves while suspended in mid-air with just one finger on the ground.

He himself tested his strength; he could easily lift a stone weighing nearly a thousand pounds with one hand without any effort.

As for reaction time, he no longer needs to think; his body can react on its own, with almost no reflex delay.

Xing Yang had absolutely no clue about the so-called supernatural powers.

When asked, Mi Xiaoling would only scoff and say, "Who knows what's going on with the War Witch? Don't bother me, I'm busy!"

Indeed, Mi Xiaoling is very busy. After being guided by Xing Yang, she seems to have had an epiphany and has become enthusiastic about the village's development. She even goes to each villager's house with great interest to ask how their pigs are doing...

……

That day, a stranger came to the village. He was dressed in a black outfit, with a knife at his waist. He rode a horse and knocked anxiously on Mi Xiaoling's courtyard gate, bringing a letter.

Qingjie received the letter and planned to give it to Mi Xiaoling.

She didn't even touch it, simply pointing at Xing Yang and saying, "Let him go, I don't have time!"

Xing Yang looked bewildered: "Where to?"

"Slay the demon!"

And so, Xing Yang, in a daze, followed the man in the tight-fitting clothes and rode away from Black Bear Village.

Xing Yang had never ridden a horse before, but his good coordination meant that once he mounted, he knew exactly how to control it and how to cooperate with others…

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Furthermore, the so-called horse was definitely not an ordinary horse, because an ordinary horse could not run at this speed. It was truly a whirlwind, and the scenery on both sides became afterimages.

The man in tight-fitting clothes following beside her could only cling tightly to the horse's back, not daring to lift his head, because if he did, the oncoming hurricane would tear his face apart...

They traveled upstream along the river for most of the day, covering at least a thousand miles. What kind of horse has such speed and endurance?

Upon arriving at their destination, a dock, even Xing Yang, with his strong defenses and skin that could withstand axe blows, felt a tingling sensation on his face.

When the man in the tight-fitting clothes dismounted, he almost fell to the ground. He held onto the horse for a while before looking at Xing Yang with admiration, who remained expressionless, and said in a hoarse voice, "My lord, I am He Zhou from the Demon Suppression Division."

Only then did I have time to introduce myself.

Xing Yang dismounted and said, "My name is Xing Yang, Brother He. What exactly happened?"

Someone on the dock quickly came over, took two horses and left. He Zhou then asked for permission to lead Xing Yang towards the river mouth, explaining, "About half a month ago, people from nearby villages fell into the water one after another, but no matter what they did, they could not find the bodies. The locals suspected that a demon was eating people, so they reported it to the authorities."

After patrolling for several days, the company finally found traces of the demon at this ferry crossing. It was a carp demon, but the demon hid in the water and did not come out. We lost several brothers, and in the end, we had no choice but to ask Inspector Mi for help.

As a result, Inspector Mi recommended you...

"A carp demon?" The first thought that popped into Xing Yang's mind was that carp have many bones, but their meat is of excellent quality and can be stewed or braised...

Then it was revealed that Mi Xiaoling was still holding a position in the Demon Suppression Division, concealing her identity as a witch and acting only as an inspector...

Finally, he realized that the monster hiding in the water was something he couldn't do.

……

The two arrived at the riverbank, where seven or eight men dressed in similar black outfits were scattered along the river. Among them, two men had significantly stronger qi and blood than the others, indicating that they had already surpassed the mortal realm of tempering their bones and muscles and entered the initial sense realm, also known as the qi and blood realm, thus enhancing their own qi and blood.

Their black outfits had gold trim, unlike the others.

He Zhou explained, "Those are Inspector Lin and Inspector Zhang. If it weren't for them holding us back, even more brothers might have died. Unfortunately, they only practice martial arts and can't do anything about the carp demons underwater."

Cultivating immortality requires aptitude, also known as the bloodline of the Witch Clan, and there are not many people like that.

Upon seeing He Zhou, Zhang and Lin quickly approached, their suspicious gazes falling on Xing Yang: "Where is Inspector Mi?"

He Zhou replied, "Inspector Mi was busy, so she recommended this young man, Xing Yang."

Inspector Zhang immediately retorted with displeasure, "How old is she? Is she even ten? Inspector Mi, are you joking?"

Inspector Lin quickly grabbed him, saying, "Don't forget Inspector Mi is about the same age... Young man, I wonder if you cultivate water-based immortal techniques?"

In their view, if someone could recommend such a child, then that child must be a cultivator of immortality.

Xing Yang honestly replied, "Me? I don't cultivate immortality; I'd say I follow martial arts."

Zhang and Lin: "..."

Even He Zhou looked on incredulously: "You're not a cultivator of immortality?"

Xing Yang shook his head: "I don't understand immortal techniques."

"Damn it!" Inspector Zhang cursed loudly. "We need immortal techniques, we need immortal techniques! If it were martial arts, why would we need to ask Inspector Mi for help..."

Inspector Lin's face was also particularly grim, and he forced a smile, saying, "Young man, I'm afraid you can't be of any help..."

Before the words were even finished, shouts suddenly came from the riverbank: "It's there! It's there!"

"Everyone be careful..."

"That beast swallowed water..."

"..."

Amidst the commotion, Zhang and Lin drew their swords and ran towards the riverbank, with Inspector Zhang throwing down a warning: "Get lost, don't get in the way!"

In the middle of the river, a black mouth with a diameter of one meter suddenly appeared, and the water around it formed a violent whirlpool, rushing into the black mouth.

Immediately afterward, the black mouth closed, the water surface bulged, and amidst the splashing sound, a huge fish head was revealed.

The fish's head was ferocious, as tall as an adult when it emerged from the water, its cheeks covered with barbs, and its lantern-sized eyes stared intently at Xing Yang on the shore, ignoring everyone else.

The more vigorous a martial artist's blood and qi are, the heavier the spirit contained in their flesh and blood, but no matter how strong it is, it can't compare to the spirit inherent in the flesh and blood of a war shaman.

So even with two Qi and Blood Realm martial artists present, the carp demon still instinctively locked onto Xing Yang, the little guy.

The next moment, the carp demon opened its huge mouth, revealing sharp teeth all over its mouth, and spat out a water column more than a meter thick.

The water jet shot straight at Xing Yang, but then strangely veered off course halfway and struck his back.

Xing Yang could have easily dodged the water jets, or even withstood them head-on, but the moment the water vapor touched him, his body reacted abruptly, as if he could do something incredible!

So Xing Yang simply didn't dodge or avoid it, letting the water jet hit him and send him flying into the river.

"Be careful!"

"Quick, grab him!"

The two inspectors, Zhang and Lin, rushed towards Xing Yang with urgent shouts. Their anxious expressions were genuine. Although their words were harsh, their actions told a different story.

However, it was too late for them to act.

Xing Yang had already flown all the way to the river surface.

At this moment, the carp demon opened its mouth again, and a suction force pulled Xing Yang straight into its mouth...

Everyone's expression changed, but in the next moment they witnessed an unbelievable scene.

The moment he was sucked into the fish's belly, Xing Yang suddenly raised his hand, his right hand gripping the fish's upper jaw, his five fingers digging into the thick fish lips. Then, ignoring the enormous suction, he flipped over and used his left hand to support the carp's skull.

His feet landed on the water, but instead of sinking, they stood firmly on the surface, as if they were on solid ground.

Immediately following was a sharp shout: "Rise!"

With one hand gripping the fish's lips and the other supporting its skull, Xing Yang forcefully pulled the carp demon out of the water and lifted it above his head. The enormous demon's body was comparable to a painted boat, yet it was being held up by a child, creating an extremely bizarre scene.

Even more strangely, the water beneath Xing Yang's feet not only didn't break open, but instead caved in, as if it were elastic, steadily supporting the man and the demon.

"go!"

Xing Yang shook his arms and forcefully threw the carp demon, which weighed at least several thousand kilograms, onto the shore.

As the water surface dipped and bounced back, Xing Yang also leaped up, followed closely by Xing Yang, onto the shore.

"boom--"

The carp demon's enormous body landed on the ground, sending dirt flying everywhere.

"Pfft!"

Xing Yang followed closely behind, descending from the sky and stomping heavily on one of the fish demon's eyes, crushing the eyeball. Juice gushed out, and the eyeball, the size of a human head, popped out as well.

Immediately afterward, Xing Yang clenched his fist, swung his arm, and slammed it hard into the fish demon's hardest skull.

"Snap!"

The skull was fractured.

The second punch...

The third punch...

Despite having more effective ways to kill the fish demon, Xing Yang chose the most brutal and savage method.

He enjoyed the feeling of shattering bones with every punch; this absolute destructive desire allowed the violence within his sorcerer spirit to be vented in the best way.