Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 61 - Both Envoys Arrive (Please Follow)

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Chapter 61 -61: Both Envoys Arrive (Please Follow)

Chapter 61 -61: Both Envoys Arrive (Please Follow)

“I heard you want to know about yesterday’s demon slaughter?”

Chen Yuan smiled as he looked at the man with the pockmarked face in front of him.

Under the gaze of the Heart Eye, there was a familiar demonic and evil aura within the man’s dantian.

Another damned Human Demon!

Pockmarked Face’s expression shifted abruptly, his smile faded, his brows furrowed, and with a alert look on his face, he said coldly:

“Who are you?”

Just now when the door closed, he didn’t feel any fluctuation of qi at all.

“Who am I?”

“You’re here for the Weiyang Divine Envoy of the Feixian Sect, aren’t you?”

“He was killed by me yesterday!”

Chen Yuan’s tone grew severe towards the end, and the next second, his eyes shot with silver light.

“What?”

Pockmarked Face’s complexion drastically changed.

He quickly tried to invoke the Demon Seed within his body.

But in the next second, he felt a tightening in his dantian.

The Demon Seed within him was being firmly seized, and the fear it transmitted made his skin crawl.

He was scared out of his mind and wanted to turn and run.

Just as he tried to move his feet, the air instantly became solid as Vajra.

Then, a whirlwind rose from beneath his feet, wrapping around him like ropes, binding him tightly.

He was instantly immobile.

All that remained were his frightened eyes, looking at Chen Yuan.

While Chen Yuan walked by the rockery as if strolling in a leisurely garden, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes gleaming, and asked him.

“Spill it, how many of you came this time?”

Pockmarked Face struggled to twist his body, suppressing the palpitations in his heart, and gritted his teeth:

“Let me go, if I don’t show up, the Lord Envoy who came this time will surely notice and when that time comes…”

Chen Yuan, however, did not pay the slightest attention to the man’s threat; instead, his eyes lit up and he continued to interrogate.

“Envoy?”

“Which one of the Twelve Divine Envoys of your damned Divine Sect?”

Pockmarked Face, seeing the figure stirring before him, felt a burst of shock.

The courage he had just summoned up dissipated in an instant.

Shivering, he remained silent.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan simply lifted his palm, grasped at the void, and then twisted fiercely.

“Ah”

A scream tore through the silence.

Resounding within the small courtyard.

But it couldn’t escape outside.

Because there were walls of wind blocking around the courtyard.

And in a corner of the courtyard, there were three sheep, with some messy grass at their feet, seemingly nibbled upon.

The three sheep now looked over here, where it was starkly visible: Pockmarked Face’s arm had been forcibly twisted, bone spurs piercing through flesh, grotesque and fierce.

They couldn’t help but shudder, squeezing themselves into the corner.

This Mountain Patrol Military Officer was truly fearsome.

At this moment, the excruciating pain made Pockmarked Face lose all his bravado, and he bellowed loudly.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”

But in the next second,

Another cry of alarm.

His other arm was also forcibly broken, twisted into a twisted shape.

“Sorry, you’re too late.”

Chen Yuan had no shred of pity for this kind of Human Demon, the scum of the Human Clan.

They were cruel, and you could only be crueler and more ruthless than them.

Pockmarked Face cried out,

“I’ll talk, this time two Lord Envoys came, Lord Wu Ma and Lord Chi Jiao.

After Lord Wei Yang died, the Main Altar seemed to place much importance on this and sent the two Lords to investigate.

They seem to be looking for something, they ordered us to come to Qingshan County to find out some information about what happened at the time.”

Pockmarked Face dared not hesitate now, spilling everything he knew all at once.

“Looking for what?”

Chen Yuan’s eyes burst with sharp light.

Then he flicked his finger.

A gold-scale the size of a palm appeared between his fingers.

This was the very thing that Wei Yang tried to destroy before he died.

Definitely not wanting him to have it.

But he still couldn’t understand it.

“Is this it?”

Pockmarked Face glanced at it and shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

Chen Yuan carefully watched the subtle expressions on the guy’s face; it seemed he really didn’t know.

Then, a cold gleam shot from his eyes as he said:

“Where are these two Divine Envoys right now?”

“Lead the way!”

As he spoke, he recited an incantation.

His lips moved rapidly, pointing at the other.

The whirlwind trapping Pockmarked Face violently expanded, blowing up a white mist.

When the white mist dispersed.

A sheep thudded to the ground.

Letting out frightened bleats.

Having done all this, Chen Yuan turned to look at Old Wu.

A flash of silver glinted in his eyes as he beckoned to Old Wu.

From Old Wu’s sleeves flew out one large and one small silver ingot.

The ingots transformed into two silver strange insects with sharp mouthparts, fluttering their wings fiercely as they flew towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan caught them in one grasp and squeezed hard.

A fire blazed up.

Burning them to ashes.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he started praising Old Wu.

“These guys, not a single normal thing on them.”

“Old Wu, you did a good job this time.”

Old Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head,

“Now I’m just an ordinary old man.

If it weren’t for the Tiger Talisman the lord bestowed upon me for early warning, this old man would have had no idea that this person was suspicious.”

As he spoke, Old Wu fished out a black token from his chest, which was Chen Yuan’s Mountain Patrol Tiger Talisman.

As a Tiger Talisman belonging to the Mountain Patrol Military Officer, this item could naturally sense malicious auras within a certain range.

Old Wu handed the Tiger Talisman back to Chen Yuan.

“However, my lord, you are ingenious and far-sighted, as if you knew these people would come.”

Chen Yuan nodded, a cold light flickering.

“Last time, Military Officer Qin Hu warned me that the Feixian Sect is now aiming high, told me to be cautious of these guys.

But I didn’t expect them to come knocking so soon.”

“Having killed one of their middle-rank, I thought things would cool down a bit, and my previous instructions to you were merely a precaution.

I did not expect them to come so quickly and with even greater forces.”

“Ha, this time two Envoys have actually come, but they are not here to attack the city; they are here to search for something!”

Chen Yuan sneered.

Old Wu’s heart instantly tightened, and he hurriedly said:

“Lord, are you planning to actively seek them out?”

Chen Yuan didn’t confirm nor deny,

“Old Wu, these things can’t be avoided.

Fortunately, I used my demon body to divert their attention, and so their attention isn’t on me, the Mountain Patrol Military Officer.

It’s better to nip the danger in the bud as soon as it’s discovered than to sit and wait for others to come knocking on our door; that would be too late.”

Old Wu knew he couldn’t stop Chen Yuan.

The more he got to know him, the more he understood what kind of person his lord was.

The kind who wouldn’t wait overnight for revenge.

“I’ll wait for the lord to return.”

“Good!”

Chen Yuan smiled and went back to change into his disguise—coarse hemp clothes with a straw hat—and broke off a bamboo pole from the bamboo forest.

Then, he started herding the sheep that had been transformed from Pockmarked Face.

But herding just one sheep felt like it might not be a convincing enough disguise.

So he turned his gaze to the three sheep trembling in the corner.

And walked over to them.

Seeing this fierce man coming over with what seemed to be a sinister smile on his face, the sheep involuntarily backed away.

Until they could back up no more.

“I would ask the three of you to help me out once again.”

“There will surely be a great reward later.”

Chen Yuan clasped his fists in thanks.

If the three sheep could speak.

They would surely curse at this moment.

We’ll trust you—a ghost you’ve turned us into grass-eaters.

But at this moment, they could only emit “baa baa baa” noises.

“Thank you!” Chen Yuan took it as their consent.

He led the three sheep, plus Pockmarked Face.

And drove them out of the door!

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