Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 111 - 73: Young Master Bai Xiang, Golden Bell Suppresses the Evil God—Do They Really See Me as Great Medicine?

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Chapter 111: Chapter 73: Young Master Bai Xiang, Golden Bell Suppresses the Evil God—Do They Really See Me as Great Medicine?

The night quickly descended, and the shadows enveloping Dingyang Town seemed to vanish, revealing a bright moon.

Wei Fan grabbed the Celestial Crystal Saber and stood up, "I’m going out for a walk!"

"I’ll accompany you, I just wanted to go out for a walk too!" Li Fengyi shouted.

"Wait for me, Fengyi!"

Su Xuerong caught up, leaving Peng Mingjie, Yu Hong, and others looking at each other.

Ning Xuan teased, "Brother Su, Xuerong ran off with someone, aren’t you going to chase after her!"

Su Guangwen’s face turned dark, he glared at him but said nothing.

Although it was just nightfall, the streets of Dingyang Town were almost empty, and even the places with lights were few.

Due to the Evil Ancestor God, there were hardly any outsiders here.

Though called a town, it’s actually all people of the Ding Family; those outside who knew the situation here hardly dared to come.

Li Fengyi and Su Xuerong each held a sword, walking on either side of Wei Fan, the three of them silent as they roamed about.

"You three, don’t wander outside now that it’s dark!"

Ding Wen looked at these Demon Suppression Bureau people with a look of disdain.

The Ding Family forbids being outside after nightfall because the night belongs to the Ancestor God, and the Ancestor God doesn’t like seeing anyone walking on the streets at night.

Wei Fan grinned, "No worries, we have sharp eyes and aren’t afraid of the dark. We just ate, walking around aids digestion."

The hell am I talking about black or not with you?

"You look unfamiliar, you’d better behave, and hurry back!"

Ding Wen warned the three of them and left with the night patrol.

Outside, everyone fears the Demon Suppression Guard, but in Dingyang Town, they are not very effective. For hundreds of years, not even a Demon Fiend dared to be insolent in Dingyang Town, let alone people from the Government Office.

Passing by the temple, Wei Fan continued walking out of town to a small riverbank.

The cool river breeze blew, mixed with a stench.

"It stinks! This dead rat smell, how do you put up with this every day?"

Wei Fan spat out the foul air he inhaled and held his breath.

He looked back to see the two Silver Foxes he had encountered at the Wei Family Manor not far away, watching him with a smirk.

Li Fengyi’s nerves instantly tightened, but she didn’t show surprise.

Only Su Xuerong’s face turned pale, as she gripped the longsword tightly!

Hu Celestial laughed, "You’re not surprised at all, it’s really a setup, huh? We set a trap at Wei Family Manor, you set one here in Dingyang Town. The difference is that your bait is way too substantial this time, aren’t you afraid of losing everything?"

Wei Fan smiled, "I don’t know if it’s a setup, but it’s likely, and your bait last time wasn’t light either. That Hu Yulang, I chopped off his fox head, and it took a few meals to finish the Demon Pouch cut from it."

Hu Celestial and Hu Zhao instantly became furious, because Hu Yulang was actually Hu Zhao’s descendant with hopes of transforming into a more noble Golden Fox.

"No more Demon Fiends? Just you two mangled pieces stepping forward as vanguards!"

Situ Ying’s voice came from another direction, "Oh no, I almost forgot about you, Evil Spirit, you couldn’t hold back anymore, can’t continue being your god?"

A fishy wind arose, and a shadow appeared next to Hu Celestial and Hu Zhao, with crimson eyes, glaring at Wei Fan.

Situ Ying and the rest didn’t even glance at it, walking over to stand beside Wei Fan. Situ Ying pointed to the two beside him, "This is Li Chuyang, a disciple of the Grand Commander, and this is your fourth senior brother Zhang Xianlong, a Demon Hunter from Su City."

Wei Fan: ???

Zhang Xianlong: ???

Li Chuyang complained, "You have no shame, who’s a junior brother is still unknown!"

Wei Fan shook his head, "I have no master!"

Situ Ying shook his head, "You will eventually. You want to learn the Soul-Slaying Demon-slaying Saber, you must become a disciple of a master to do so. You use merit to exchange, killing a Nascent Soul Demon Fiend is only enough to comprehend it ten times, how many would you need to kill?"

"By becoming a disciple, you can study the Soul-Slaying Demon-slaying Saber as much as you want, plus Master and us senior brothers will help guide and explain. With your intelligence, you’ll know what’s important."

Li Chuyang was furious, "Situ Ying, don’t go too far, Wei Fan intends to become a disciple of my master, but my master hasn’t returned yet, he agreed with me on his first day at the Demon Suppression Bureau."

Wei Fan was stunned again.

"You people from the Demon Suppression Bureau, such arrogance?"

Seeing Situ Ying and the others bickering as soon as they met, Hu Celestial and Hu Zhao were fed up, this was too disrespectful to the demons.

Zhang Xianlong, who hadn’t had a chance to speak, suddenly turned his head, his gaze shooting out two sword auras, "You’re in such a rush to get started?"

"Don’t worry, today I’ll keep you company, Zhang Xianlong!"

A heavy voice rang out, footsteps echoing as the ground shook.

Wei Fan focused his eyes, and behind Hu Zhao and Hu Celestial, three more figures appeared.

The one who spoke was the most eye-catching, standing over two meters tall, with bulging muscles like a small giant, human in appearance, but with the head of an elephant, a white trunk reaching down to his chest.

For a moment, a mountain-like pressure made the surrounding air feel as if it had solidified.

Hu Celestial and Hu Zhao hurriedly bowed, "Greetings, Lord Bai, greetings to the two lords."

Zhang Xianlong fixed his gaze on the elephant-headed, human-bodied demon, "Young Master Bai Xiang?"

Young Master Bai Xiang nodded, "It’s impressive you recognize me, I’ll give you a quick death later."

By the riverbank, Zhang Xianlong’s lips moved slightly, "I’ll only keep Young Master Bai Xiang occupied, the rest is up to you all."

In a sound transmission, he shouted, "Who gives whom a quick death is yet to be known!"

The giant saber on his back had already leapt into his hand, and in an instant, he transformed into a flash of sword light, sweeping towards the other side.