Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 675 - 362: Only Two Out of Three Demon Venerables Remain as Common Sense - Part 2

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"Please speak." The Fox Demon sister poured him a cup of tea.

"I was born in the East Continent, not the Northern Territory's Demon Race. This is my first time returning to my hometown, and much of the family heritage has long been lost. I heard from my human friends in the East Continent that our Demon Race only has three Demon Venerables, and this Marquis…"

The young monk politely inquired, while a hand nearby perked up its ears.

Hearing this question, the Fox Demon sister suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. She leaned down, whispering softly to the young monk's ear.

"It's not surprising that you don't know, this rule was only changed last year.

"I don't know if it was Sister Wang's or Sister Yu's idea, they revised the regulations last year, saying it was to show our Demon Race's customs, reclassifying the titles of local officials.

"For instance, a city lord like the Marquis is uniformly promoted to Little Demon Venerate, a provincial governor is renamed as Middle Demon Venerate, and Sister Wang, along with the other two, are now Great Demon Venerates."

The young monk & Hand Hand, "..."

"The reformation should be a big issue, why did I never hear anyone mention it when I was in the East Continent?"

The young monk did not understand, because in his view, it was like the Sword Sect leader no longer being called the Sect Leader, but changing the name to Giant Mountain Great Sword Hero.

The Fox Demon sister's lips twitched, continuing to whisper, "Little brother, don't laugh, because this is not the first time this has happened.

"For such reforms, it happens once a year, or even as short as a few months.

"The year before last, Sister Wang and her peers even called themselves Forbidden Area Emperors. Before it got popular in your East Continent, the titles changed again here.

"Even we can't keep track of many things, often mixing them up."

The young monk & Hand Hand, "..."

The Fox Demon sister probably felt that the young monk was agreeable, so she chatted with him for a long time until someone called her over to tend to the tea. She reluctantly got up. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Before leaving, the Fox Demon sister added another sentence, "By the way, there's an extra rule this time." She bit her beautiful lips, pondered for a moment, then said.

"Sister Wang said, in public, address the positions properly. If the Marquis calls you to the stage later, remember to call him Marquis Demon Venerate."

With that, the Fox Demon sister turned, flicked her tail, and a slip of paper fell into the young monk's hand.

On it was a string of addresses, and below that was her contact engraved on a small walnut.

But the young monk wasn't interested in such encounters; without even glancing, he gently clasped his hand, and the slip turned to ash.

'Women only slow down my movement.'

Clapping his hands, the young monk closed his eyes again and quietly listened to the Marquis drone on about this and that on the podium, contemplating escape and matters of the East Mushroom Valley in his heart.

Hand Hand said going through the East Mushroom Valley wasn't just for concealment and a shortcut, but to find something.

As for what they were looking for, Hand Hand was tight-lipped and wouldn't share any useful information with him.

'Had I known, I would've acted more obedient before, what a pity.'

'I wonder if what he's searching for has anything to do with that Bone Shadow.'

Just as he was thinking about Hand Hand and the East Mushroom Valley and that strange Bone Shadow, the young monk suddenly shivered.

He felt someone was watching him.

The young monk opened his eyes and noticed that the Marquis had finally finished his nonsense. At that moment, using a cane, he was descending the stage. As he reached the last step, he glanced back at him.

His gaze was empty, devoid of any emotion.

The young monk shuddered inside, quickly composed himself, and politely smiled at the Marquis.

However, the Marquis no longer looked at him, hands behind his back, tapping away with the cane as he left the venue.

...

After Marquis Qiang left, everyone else naturally dispersed.

The young monk and Hand Hand returned to their temporary residence within the Marquis's Mansion.

"I have an order for you." As soon as they got back inside, Hand Hand used a Secret Technique to transmit a message to the young monk.

Somewhat assimilated by the snow leopard, he leaped onto the kang bed, stretched lazily, settled in the warm corner of the bed, and eyed the young monk with a tail in his mouth.

"Once inside this mansion, I sensed it. I suspect the necessary item from the East Mushroom Valley might have already fallen into Marquis Qiang's hands. Investigate his quarters for any clues you can find."

Upon hearing this, the young monk perked up, "No problem, tell me what to find?"

Hand Hand, "Not telling you."

The young monk, "..."

"Then I won't do it, go yourself."

The young monk thought perhaps this person did have a few screws loose; he turned sideways on the kang bed, presenting only his back to Hand Hand.

Hand Hand didn't get angry, instead continued with the tail in his mouth, "I'm not toying with you, it's just that the appearance of this item I truly do not know. The only clue is that it bears a Black Tiger Profound Pattern on its surface."

As Hand Hand cast a spell, a primitive and mysterious Black Tiger Pattern appeared in the young monk's mind.

Looking at this Black Tiger Profound Pattern, the young monk frowned slightly, feeling he had seen this emblem somewhere.

But he couldn't recall immediately, rubbing his chest, he sat up.

"Since you don't know much about this item, it must be extraordinary.

"And that Marquis certainly isn't ordinary either; if he possesses the item, it will surely be well-guarded.

"I can go if you want, but you must give me some assistance, as I can't handle this Little… Little Demon Venerate myself."

Pronouncing the title, the young monk always felt awkward, as if it was both strong and weak.

"Certainly." Hand Hand was indifferent to the young monk's opinion on the title Little Demon Venerate. He closed his eyes, used the spell seal as a foundation, and transferred a portion of power to the young monk.

"I once forged ten Emperor's Weapons, one of them named Night Demon Emperor Armor, capable of becoming Formless. Now, the Emperor's Armor is not here, I can only simulate part of its power.

"For half a two-hour period, you will not be discovered by Marquis Qiang."