Nine Netherworld Demon Subduing Record

"Netherworld Demon Gallbladders! A pair of Netherworld Demon Gallbladders, only three coins! Three coins!"

"Red snake tail, only five zhu coins, five zhu will do."

"Come on in, come on in! Jinming's signature long squid rice! Come in and have a seat, sir.

A waiter with a towel tied around his head greeted the guests warmly. The streets were bustling with people and demons. As soon as Fu Qing entered the city, he saw a human-bodied, snake-headed beastman on the side of the street. Upon closer inspection, there were quite a few human-bodied demons on the street. Fu Qing made eye contact with a two-headed man squatting on the side of the street and felt uneasy all over.

"puff!"

A fiery snake darted out from the crowd, drawing applause and cheers from the onlookers. Through the gaps in the crowd, Fu Qing saw that it was a mechanical lizard beast. Someone beside it was directing the lizard beast to perform various nimble movements. Based on his previous observations, Fu Qing understood that this was most likely a Daoist master from the Spirit Machine Path. He had seen more than one mechanical creation on the street, but most of them were rusty and looked quite old, completely unlike the mechanical beast called A Zi from before.

"oops!"

Just as he was about to take another look, he suddenly felt himself being bumped hard. With a scream, he turned around and saw a child with amber eyes and fin-like ears. The child was rubbing his eyes with his arm and then staring blankly at Fu Qing.

"How do you walk? Get out of here!" A sturdy middle-aged woman rushed over; her appearance was remarkably similar to the child's. She shoved Fu Qing hard, anxiously helped the child up, and patted his head as she said, "You! If my child gets hurt, can you afford to pay for it?"

"This...it was clearly your child who bumped into me..."

Chen Xing'an and Bai Yi had already noticed the commotion behind them and looked over at the same time. Seeing the woman's actions, the two exchanged a glance, and then Chen Xing'an stepped forward, took out a waist token from his pocket, and handed it to the woman.

"I'm telling you, I'll check right now..." The woman's voice stopped abruptly. Upon seeing the waist tag, she hurriedly pulled her child to her feet, her expression respectful.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, what brings you here? I'll be right back, I'll be right back." With that, she quickly took her child and left.

The child glanced back at Fu Qing, then quickly turned away.

Fu Qing stood there stunned for a long time before finally realizing what was going on. It seemed that the two of them were trying to scam him, but their methods were rather clumsy.

"Don't worry about them. This family are repeat offenders. Last time I caught them and locked them up for a day. They see strangers on the street who look like they're here for the first time, and they do things like what just happened."

Fu Qing felt that it was probably because his curiosity in looking around was too obvious.

However, he learned more about Chen Xing'an's identity and realized that he was actually a government official.

"Stay close to us. In recent years, too many outsiders have come to Yunzhou City. Many of them do not have identification documents and it is difficult for them to find good jobs. As a result, some of them inevitably do some sneaky or extortionate little things."

"Is this identity document so hard to obtain?" Fu Qing asked somewhat nervously, feeling embarrassed as he recalled Chen Xing'an's earlier promise to get him an identity document.

"No, as long as there is no criminal record, the identity document will be issued. However, in recent years, most of the people here are illegal immigrants or wanted persons from other places. In addition, the identity documents of outsiders need to be reviewed every three months, so a considerable number of people still cannot get the document."

"And most importantly, once you have an identity document, your income will be taxed, and many people will avoid getting the document to avoid paying taxes."

Fu Qing nodded. This was somewhat like a combination of a certificate of no criminal record and an identity document. Even in the modern society he lived in, this was something that served as a form of verification.

Chen Xing'an looked at Bai Yi, who was haggling with a vendor in the distance, and gave him a helpless smile. He turned around and said, "Let's deal with my stuff first. Then you can go to the government office to get the paperwork done. After that, just do what you want."

Fu Qing readily agreed.

"Here, this is for you!" Bai Yi skipped over and handed Chen Xing'an a skewer of meat that she didn't know what it was. Chen Xing'an frowned slightly, but still took it. She then took another skewer and handed it to Fu Qing.

Fu Qing stared at the still-moving chunk of meat, his heart pounding. He quickly waved his hand awkwardly, thinking to himself that if all the food in this other world was like this, he would really have a hard time accepting it.

"This is the most famous sea dragon meat in our area. You should try it; I guarantee it will be delicious."

Despite Bai Yi's repeated dissuasion, Fu Qing finally took a small bite, and then felt a strange fragrance spread out, and the texture was very chewy.

She was right, it really did taste good. If it weren't for the numbness in her mouth, like she had bitten an electrical wire, Fu Qing would have felt like her mouth wasn't even her own anymore.

"Hahahaha," Bai Yi laughed so hard he almost fell over.

After walking for a while, Chen Xing'an turned into a small alley, and Fu Qing followed them in. The alley was extremely narrow, only wide enough for two people to walk side by side. He knocked on a dilapidated wooden door, and then the window next to it opened, revealing the head of a small, green-haired old man. His beard and hair were all white, the corners of his eyes drooped, and he wore glasses on his nose, looking up at Chen Xing'an.

Chen Xing'an untied his bundle and pushed the eyeball and mantis blade he had obtained from the Nine Netherworlds into it. Fu Qing stared at the old man's withered, green fingers with black nails, looking like a zombie.

"Help me handle this." With that, Chen Xing'an took out two jade coins and handed them in.

The old man didn't turn his head. He carefully examined the object in front of him for a long time before speaking, his voice like an old saw planing wood.

"Come back in three days to pick it up." The old man slammed the window shut.

"Still so rude," Bai Yi muttered under his breath.

Chen Xing'an smiled and said, "It's because their skills are good."

Bai Yi pouted, his face full of resentment.

"May I ask what this thing is used for?" Fu Qing suddenly asked.

He recalled the scene of being chased to the death by this black-faced ghost not long ago, and he also wanted to know what this thing could do. Now he just wanted to know all the clues about the fog city, including how to use the monster's corpse.

"Of course, it's for extracting spiritual substances. Only this place in the entire Cloud Boat City can preserve its spiritual power as much as possible. After extracting the spiritual substances, we can use these materials to make medicine, draw talismans, or even use them directly as spiritual artifacts. Oh, by the way, you're not a Taoist master." Bai Yi came back to his senses and quickly shut up.

Fu Qing found it strange. Medicine making? Talisman drawing? And magical artifacts?

"Let's talk about these things after you become a Daoist Master. These things aren't very useful to ordinary people. Let's go to the General Affairs Office."

Fu Qing didn't ask any more questions. Bai Yi had already provided a lot of information. Even if they didn't explain, based on his experience reading novels, Fu Qing could guess that these herbal talismans must have some special function.

The General Affairs Office was not far from here. Fu Qing and the others walked for about ten minutes until the crowds on the street dispersed before they arrived at the gate of a vermilion mansion.

Before Fu Qing and his group could even enter, a hoarse voice sounded from behind them.

"Well, that explains why you weren't here today! Turns out you were out gallivanting around here!"

Fu Qing turned around following the sound and saw an old man with disheveled hair and a dirty face staring at them with an unfriendly expression at the end of the road. Although Fu Qing could not see the old man's face clearly, he could clearly feel a tense and murderous aura that made his hair stand on end.