Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 57 - Green Lamp and Golden Scale (Seeking Monthly Ticket Votes)
Chapter 57 -57: Green Lamp and Golden Scale (Seeking Monthly Ticket Votes)
Chapter 57 -57: Green Lamp and Golden Scale (Seeking Monthly Ticket Votes)
Tiger Jump Gorge,
With the death of the strong Bull Demon,
The ticks on its body burst open one after another.
And its underlings, the young bulls, scatter into birds and beasts.
Minutes later, a shadow slams down at the battered foot of the mountain.
The deadly aura becomes even more solid,
Falling at the edge of a large pit!
In the pit lies the headless corpse of a giant green ox.
Crimson blood flows out, almost forming a small pond.
The Mountain Lord reverts from his true form, and Chen Yuan reveals his real body, raising an eyebrow and reaching out to grab.
The demon blood is drawn back in reverse.
Chen Yuan, following the Demon Blood Refining Technique of Demon Transformation,
Performs a simple refinement on this demon blood, to later use for Body Refining.
The blood fog evaporates rapidly.
The stench is also gradually dispelled.
Eventually, a small pool’s worth of Blood Essence turns into a bowl-sized clump of crimson Blood Essence.
Under the sunlight, it sparkles like a ruby, with a crystal-clear gleam.
But within, it contains a violent aura.
With the Blood Essence and the Essence of the Bull Demon, the Second Demon Transformation can soon be put on the schedule.
With both transformations stacked, who knows how much the power will be amplified?
Chen Yuan’s eyes flicker as he wraps it in True Qi and tucks it into his sleeve.
Then he approaches the Bull Demon’s corpse and grabs at the body.
A white mist sprays out, enveloping the corpse.
In no time, like a butcher expertly carving an animal, he strips off the demon’s hide.
Leaving only the bloodied flesh of the ox.
Such a large mass of beef, Chen Yuan chooses to burn it all with a single blaze.
Chen Yuan, possessing the ability to Consume Divine Skills, had previously tried consuming demon flesh to strengthen himself, just like his predecessor remembered.
Indeed, after a superficial attempt, it was as the previous memories depicted.
The demon flesh is too foul-smelling and replete with demonic aura, utterly sullied.
If a Cultivator were to eat it, they would at best go mad, at worst they would explode.
According to the memories of his predecessor, it is recorded in books that only when breaking through the Fourth Heavenly Barrier does the flesh and blood of a demon contain boundless Essence Qi, truly a Heavenly Material and an Earth Treasure, and very nourishing!
After finishing all of this, Chen Yuan is preparing to turn away when a flash of silvery light leaps in his eyes.
He grabs something from the fire!
An object wrapped in filth flies into his hand.
With a shake of his aura, the filth is scattered, revealing a bronze lamp about a foot in size, covered in verdigris.
Chen Yuan raises an eyebrow.
He feels a familiar aura.
This lamp seems to be of the same origin as the one belonging to Little squirrel.
The only difference is that it lacks lamp oil!
Could this be what the grandfather and grandchild were searching for?
Chen Yuan’s gaze flickers, silently storing it away.
Then, with a sway of his body, he arrives at the place where Wei Yang met his demise.
The scene is in complete disarray.
It’s as if a dragon had turned over the land, just as Chen Yuan had caused not long ago.
The physical body of the Feixian Sect’s Divine Envoy is blown apart.
Chen Yuan surveys the area,
At last choosing to gaze at a severed hand.
The severed hand is clutching a piece of golden scale-like something.
Chen Yuan beckons it, and the severed limb, too, comes his way.
It seems to be tightly gripped.
Chen Yuan slowly extracts the palm-sized golden scale from the hand.
He tosses the severed limb aside and lets it be consumed by flames.
Chen Yuan inspects the golden scale closely; where the fingers had clutched it, there appear to be fine cracks.
Chen Yuan can’t help but speculate,
Before dying, did that Feixian Sect follower intend to destroy this thing?
The silver light in his eyes flickers as he uses the Heart Eye to inspect it carefully.
Yet he finds nothing unusual.
Forget it, keep it first.
Having completed all this,
Chen Yuan’s Mud Ball shakes.
From the foggy mountain forest not far away,
Comes a “chirping” sound.
Following right after, a White Fox darts out of the fog.
Carrying a chirping Little squirrel on its back.
Following closely behind, other little demons rushed out from the misty mountain forest.
The black bear spirit with blood-matted fur,
The wild boar whose tusk was broken.
The limping mountain cat.
…….
They came up close to Chen Yuan and prostrated themselves on the ground one after another.
Only the little squirrel seemed ignorant and fearless.
It kept chirping, as if begging for recognition of its efforts.
Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and counted them, his expression slightly darkening.
One contracted demon was missing.
Most of the others were injured.
He raised his hand and flicked his fingers, injecting strands of True Qi.
Then he transmitted a few thoughts telepathically.
The contracted demons retreated back into the woods.
Chen Yuan beckoned with his hand, drawing the White Fox and the little squirrel into his sleeve.
Then, retrieving the three sheep he had captured, he revealed his true Mountain Lord form, let out a tiger’s roar, grabbed the sheep, and stomped on the ground.
Like a cannonball shot out, he rushed towards the west, quickly vanishing from sight!
Not far away, County Magistrate Zhang Cheng shed his dark golden fur and flew away.
He bowed deeply in the direction where Chen Yuan had disappeared, seemingly reluctant to leave.
……..
Thirty miles away,
Qingshan County,
The sky was beginning to brighten.
In the city, a figure wearing a straw hat and carrying a stick emerged from a corner, herding three sheep into the main street.
Without standing out at all.
On the street, many citizens gathered, each appearing distraught, looking towards the west, filled with concern.
There, the earth and mountains trembled, terrifying demonic howls could be heard.
Coupled with the disturbance that occurred in the early hours of the morning,
it had once again elevated the residents’ anxiety.
Chen Yuan’s ears twitched; he passed through the crowd and arrived at the familiar tavern at the end of the alley.
The rich aroma of alcohol could be smelled from a distance.
There was also a slightly hunched figure standing in the shadows at the end of the alley, occasionally rubbing the apron tied around his waist and looking around.
“Sir!”
Old Wu hurriedly approached upon seeing the familiar figure.
He saw the three sheep but asked no questions.
Instead, he rushed to warm up the wine and serve the meat as Chen Yuan took his seat at the table.
Chen Yuan stopped him.
“No need.
I’ve just expended quite some effort and need to rest a bit.
I’ll just say a few words and then head back.”
“Please speak, sir!” Old Wu had been by Chen Yuan’s side for half a year and understood what he meant by his words.
He knew the commotion outside was the handiwork of the sir.
Now that the sir had returned safely, he was relieved.
Chen Yuan was straightforward,
tossing out his own Tiger Talisman.
“Later, go to the County Government and tell County Magistrate Zhang Cheng to seal off the news he saw today.”
“And have him spread the word that a powerful Mountain Lord has appeared thirty miles outside of Qingshan County……..”
Old Wu caught the Banshan Tiger Talisman signifying the authority of the Mountain Patrol Military Officer, his cloudy eyes seeming to perceive Chen Yuan’s intention.
“This seems like a matter of great importance.
Why doesn’t the sir explain it personally to the County Magistrate?”
Chen Yuan’s eyebrows remained calm,
“It’s still better that fewer people know about my identity,”
“There are too many eyes in the County Government!”
“Let’s go!”
Chen Yuan was confident in Old Wu handling matters.
Without saying much, the other party understood his intentions,
and wouldn’t unnecessarily ask about other things.
After a brief exchange,
Chen Yuan herded the three sheep away.
Before long, he arrived at Jiazifang.
Within the square, many walls and courtyards had collapsed.
Neighbors were busy with repairs.
Feeling somewhat guilty, Chen Yuan quickened his pace.
After a few turns, he arrived at his small courtyard.
However, as he reached the front gate of his courtyard,
he found that inside, it was bustling with activity.
