What do you mean by my awakened profession being Monster Hunter?

"Little one? Cousin? You mean Shi Hao? He's back too?!"

Qin Feng was shocked and it took him a while to realize who the 'little one' Qi Shi'an was talking about was.

"Going home to visit relatives is no big deal, and we won't be staying long anyway," Qi Shi'an said.

"Alright, then I'll pay you a visit soon!" Qin Feng nodded, his face beaming with joy.

A moment later, they separated, and the two warships once again traversed the void.

On that very day, the news spread throughout the Xuan Domain that the Little Demon and Little Stone had returned, stunning all races and religions. At first, no one believed it.

This is absolutely explosive news!

The warships were incredibly fast, moving like streaks of light across the sky. When they emitted divine light, the people of the Xuan Domain mistook them for falling stars.

Soon, the warship tore through the domain barrier again and began its cross-domain journey once more.

Finally, we arrived in the wilderness and returned to this familiar land.

"The air in my hometown is so much better! Listen, the distant wilderness is filled with the roars of beasts and the cries of birds, and towering rays of light are shooting into the sky. It's welcoming me!"

Qi Shi'an stood at the bow of the boat, arms outstretched, as if to embrace the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

Ahead lay a vast, boundless land, covered with ancient trees reaching for the sky, mostly primeval forests.

The witch was speechless for a moment, then complained, "Welcome my foot! It's just a ferocious beast fighting a bird of prey."

Qi Shi'an remained unfazed and shamelessly laughed, "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? This is clearly a welcome ceremony specially prepared by Heaven and Earth, knowing that I have returned."

"So you mean there were no ferocious beasts or birds of prey fighting yesterday, the day after tomorrow, or the day after that?" The witch pouted, a master at sabotaging others.

"You'll be in charge of warming the bed tonight!" Qi Shi'an threatened through gritted teeth, but unfortunately, it had no effect on the witch.

The witch chuckled leisurely, showing no fear whatsoever: "Oh dear, you always use those words to scare me, but in the end, you're still the first one to climb into my bed, and then you have to lean against the wall to get out?"

"...The Dragon Girl still loves me." The Dragon Girl added insult to injury from the side.

"I think the witch is right."

"...This land still loves me." Qi Shi'an crossed his arms, lost in his own world. "Listen, it's growling and shouting, celebrating the return of its master!"

The witch was utterly speechless and rolled her eyes. This man, once he had some free time, would become completely absorbed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself. He was simply hopeless.

boom!

The warships roared and sped through the sky. When they arrived at the city closest to the Butian Pavilion, Qi Shi'an put away the warships and led the two women on foot, slowly walking towards the Butian Pavilion, taking the opportunity to experience the life of ordinary people.

Today, the Butian Pavilion has become the largest religion in the Stone Kingdom. The cities surrounding it are prosperous, stable, and free from major upheavals.

Before Qi Shi'an left, he left behind a lot of good things for Butian Pavilion, enough for them to get through the crisis and stabilize their foundation.

Moreover, Qi Shi'an had slaughtered countless people across the eight regions, and even when the gods descended to the mortal realm to slaughter the common people, he was brutally killed by Qi Shi'an.

To this day, the bodies of the gods are still perfectly preserved, impaled on the earth by spears, and their divine blood continues to drip.

Around those divine corpses, cities rose from the ground, forming colossal metropolises, bustling with activity and filled with the sounds of people.

The corpses of the gods are controlled by some powerful forces, and their spilled divine blood contains immeasurable divine essence, which has a significant effect on even the most revered beings.

They walked down the street, where cars and people came and went, and all the creatures that passed by couldn't help but linger on the three of them.

Because these three were too eye-catching. The man was handsome and heroic, with a hint of evil and an extraordinary temperament. The two women were as beautiful as celestial beings, like fairies who had stepped out of a painting. They were obviously not ordinary people, as if they were immortals descended to earth.

Passing creatures turned their heads to look, and some stared at Qi Shi'an's face again and again, a majestic and powerful figure suddenly appearing in their minds.

"He...he looks like a little devil!"

"Little devil? The Demon Lord? You must be mistaken. Back then, the Demon Lord rode Starfall Mountain to ascend to the Upper Realm and never returned. This story has spread throughout the Eight Domains, and everyone knows it."

"That's right. It's always been easy to ascend to the upper realm, but it's incredibly difficult to descend to the lower realm. Otherwise, those forces in the upper realm with invincible lineages as their backers would have sent people down long ago."

Many people raised doubts and were not very convinced.

However, upon closer inspection of the black-robed man's face, his heroic and handsome appearance, his sinister aura, and his blood-red eyes all seemed unmistakably similar.

He just looked more mature, and his fierce and evil aura had been greatly subdued.

"This...it really does look a bit like it. Could it be that the little devil has returned?"

The news spread like wildfire, causing a huge uproar throughout the area surrounding Butian Pavilion.

Of course, before that, Qi Shi'an had already taken the witch and the dragon girl to tour the entire city and quietly arrived at the gate of Butian Pavilion.

The place remains as it always has, with ancient trees everywhere, shrouded in sacred mist, and endless mountain ranges rising and falling amidst clouds and mist, where various auspicious beasts roam.

Before the mountain gate, two young men stood, holding ancient axes, their eyes sharp and their aura imposing. Both were cultivators at the Inscription Realm, considered experts in the lower realm.

The two men saw a man and two women walking towards them. They exchanged glances and felt that the men had extraordinary bearing and were not ordinary people. They assumed that the men were from a top-level sect and dared not offend them rashly.

So the two went up to him, wanting to ask about his origins and purpose.

But when they got closer and saw the person's face clearly, they were struck dumb, their mouths agape, unable to believe their eyes.

"You are... Little Demon... Qi Shi'an!"

"You...you didn't go...go to the Upper Realm?"

The two young disciples were so excited that their faces turned red, and they could barely speak.

"Alas, wealth and honor without returning home is like wearing fine clothes at night. Now that I have some free time, I thought I'd come back to visit the elders of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion."

Qi Shi'an waved his hand, showing no airs whatsoever, and smiled: "How are those old folks doing?"

"You jest," a young man said, cupping his hands in greeting. "Who would dare to provoke our Heaven-Mending Pavilion these days? You are all doing well and eating heartily."

"Really? That's great. Come on, take me to see those old men." Qi Shi'an said with a smile.

"please!"

After saying this, the two young disciples respectfully led Qi Shi'an, the witch, and the dragon girl into the mountain gate.

Behind Butian Pavilion, amidst swirling clouds and ancient trees, a blue stone pavilion stands quietly.

At this moment, the Pavilion Master of Butian Pavilion and Ancestor Muyan were sitting in the pavilion, with a pot of tea on the stone table in front of them.

"This tea is not bad, but it's a bit weak." Ancestor Mu Yan took a sip, smacked his lips, and looked disgusted.

The pavilion master ignored him and poured tea for himself.

Suddenly, a disciple came running up, panting, and shouted, "Sect Master, Ancestor Mu Yan, the little... the little devil is back!"

The pavilion master's hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea almost spilled. He looked up abruptly: "Who? Who did you say came back?!"

"It's that little devil, um... Qi Shi'an. Little Devil Qi has returned from the Upper Realm and is currently heading here with two women!"

Ancestor Mu Yan's eyes widened, and his beard bristled: "Didn't that little devil go to the Upper Realm? Why has he suddenly returned? Could it be that he caused some trouble and ran back to seek refuge?"

"Come back, come back. What's the rush?"

The pavilion master put down his teacup, stroked his beard and hair expressionlessly, but his slightly trembling hand betrayed his emotions.

Back when that fierce kid and the baby were at the Butian Pavilion, they caused quite a bit of trouble, making a complete mess of things.

Now, so many years have passed, and the foundation of Butian Pavilion has far surpassed what it used to be. However, since the two children left, it has become much less lively.

The little devil's return today brought them great joy.

Chapter 407 Undercurrents

Footsteps echoed along the mountain path, growing louder as a man in black robes strode towards them. He was tall and imposing, exuding an extraordinary aura and an undeniable sharpness.

Two women followed behind him, one ethereal and fairy-like, the other radiant and beautiful, walking side by side, causing the spirit birds on the ancient trees by the roadside to flutter and take flight.

"Wow, the Pavilion Master and Elder Mu have such refined tastes, they've already started enjoying their retirement." Qi Shi'an grinned.

Lei Zu Mu Yan hadn't even put down his teacup when he heard this, and his mustache twitched: "Retire? You went for a stroll in the Upper Realm, and all you've learned to do is make fun of us?"

"How could I dare to speak ill of you? I am truly envious. Look at these mountains, this mist, this tea, it's like a painting. I'm fighting for my life in the upper realm every day, I don't have the leisure to enjoy such things."

Qi Shi'an walked into the pavilion in a few steps, plopped down on the stone bench, grabbed the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup.

The Pavilion Master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion took a sip of tea, his gaze sweeping over Qi Shi'an before settling on the two young women behind him. He asked, "And these two are…?"

The witch always appeared in spirit form in the mortal realm, never revealing her true form, so the Pavilion Master naturally couldn't recognize her.

Qi Shi'an glanced back and, without hiding anything, introduced them openly: "Oh, these are my two Daoist partners. This is the witch from the Jie Tian Sect, and this is the successor of the Dragon Palace in the Upper Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pavilion fell silent for a moment.

Ancestor Mu Yan nearly spat out his tea, his eyes widening as he scrutinized the witch: "The witch of the Intercepting Heaven Sect? The one who used to frequently clash with the Holy Maiden of the Patching Heaven Sect in the lower realm?!"

"Back then, that was just her spirit body," Qi Shi'an said with a smile.

The sect leader stared intently at the woman standing quietly to the side, her expression serene, exuding an unfathomable depth, completely different from the spirit she had been before.

The witch smiled slightly: "Back then, my true form couldn't descend to the mortal realm, so I could only travel in my spiritual form."

"I see."

The Pavilion Master nodded, his joy evident in his eyes. If the little devil had a successor, it would be a great joy for the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

As they were talking, several more footsteps approached. Qi Shi'an didn't need to use his divine sense; he knew who it was just by listening to the footsteps.

Elder Xiong Fei strode over, and his eyes lit up the moment he saw Qi Shi'an: "Little devil! It really is you!"

Elder Tao Ye, carrying a wine pot, strolled over and looked you up and down: "When you left back then, you were just a young boy, but now you look quite like an adult."

"Of course! I'm quite a big shot in the Upper Realm now, and I can roam the universe with ease!" Qi Shi'an patted his chest, beaming with pride.

"I'm not praising you, yet you're already getting cocky." Elder Zhuo Yun shook his head, but couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

This little devil is still the same as before; it's clear he didn't suffer in the upper realm.

"Haha..." A group of people burst into laughter.

"Master, you're finally back!"

Suddenly, a beast's roar came from afar, shaking the ancient trees in the mountains and causing them to rustle and shed leaves. A golden figure came at lightning speed, as huge as a golden mountain, rushing towards them, making the ground tremble.

Qi Shi'an's eyes lit up: "Ah Jin!"

This descendant of the golden unicorn bear has been following him on his adventures in the wilderness since he was six years old. He was fed a lot of ancient beast blood back then, and has long since undergone a complete transformation. His bloodline has become increasingly pure, and his strength has increased by leaps and bounds.

Since Qi Shi'an ascended to the upper realm, it has been living in the Butian Pavilion and regarded as a guardian beast. It spends its days eating and drinking with several high-ranking officials and lives a very comfortable life.

A Jin lunged forward, his massive body sprawling on the ground, his fur as golden as if cast in gold, gleaming with a metallic sheen, and his warm head rubbed against Qi Shi'an's face.

"You've gained quite a bit of weight," Qi Shi'an said with a smile, patting its head.

"I thought it would be a hundred years before I saw you again," Ajin said, with a hint of grievance in his voice.

Qi Shi'an vigorously rubbed its head: "What are you talking about? A person as talented as me would have become a supreme being a hundred years ago. Why would I need to wait so long?"

Ancestor Mu Yan took a sip of tea and slowly asked, "How long do you plan to stay this time?"

Qi Shi'an straightened up, his smile deepening: "No rush. Besides visiting old friends, I also want to bring some people to the upper realm this time."

"Really?!" The pavilion master's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the tea.

The laws of the lower realm are incomplete, so one can never become a god. But the upper realm is different. It is a vast and boundless place, full of spiritual energy, and a true pure land for cultivation.

“I have already established myself in the Upper Realm, so taking people up there is no problem,” Qi Shi’an said with a smile.

Ancestor Mu Yan slapped the stone table, his face flushed, and laughed loudly, "That's great! I'm so tired of staying in the lower realm. I've been wanting to go up and see the outside world for a long time."

"This time, I'll take you straight to the heavens!" Qi Shi'an laughed heartily.

The mountain breeze blows through the pavilions, the clouds and mist surge, and the back mountain of Butian Pavilion becomes unusually lively, with laughter mixed with the aroma of tea spreading among the ancient trees.

Not long after, Shi Hao also returned from visiting his relatives and came to Butian Pavilion from Shi Village to visit the elders.

That night, the main hall of Butian Pavilion was brightly lit, with rows of stone tables set out, piled high with delicacies cooked by mythical birds and beasts, and wine jars stacked higher than a person.

This time, the Nine-Headed Lion, Da Hong, Xia Youyu, and the Goddess of War were all present.

People sat together, chatting and enjoying delicious food.

Qi Shi'an brought back too many good things, but unfortunately the elders of Butian Pavilion were still too weak to handle many of them.

For example, the ferocious beast meat he brought back was the true body of a powerful cultivator at the Escape One Realm, as well as the flesh and blood of an imperial clan, containing terrifying divine essence, yet few creatures in the lower realm dared to eat it.

However, this won't go to waste. Once they ascend to the upper realm and their cultivation improves, they will all be able to enjoy it.

"In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and the two of you have grown to such an extent that it is truly shameful."

Xia Youyu held a glass of wine, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Qi Shi'an and Shi Hao, her tone full of emotion.

"You are simply unable to find the path to the upper realm, which is why you remain trapped in the Venerable Realm."