Chapter 355: Chapter 137: Can the Demon Suppression Guard Slay Zhang Yunpeng? If Not, Then I’d Rather Not Be One

The middle-aged man’s face contorted with rage. "Ding Jian! If you were still part of the Ding Family, I might let such words slide! But you left them long ago. You’re nothing but a mere Demon Suppression Captain now. Do you have any respect for the Zhang Family of Qing Province? Any respect for the laws of the imperial court?!"

SWOOSH!

Ding Jian’s sword suddenly flew up, hovering in the air before the middle-aged man.

The cold tip of the blade, like a viper’s fang, rested against the middle-aged man’s throat. The sharp Sword Qi even pierced the skin of his neck, drawing a single, crimson bead of blood!

"One more word out of you..."

Ding Jian’s voice was utterly devoid of emotion. "And I’ll cut you down too."

The middle-aged man froze, feeling as if he were being stared down by a primordial Fierce Beast. A bone-deep chill shot from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. The rest of his words were caught in his throat. His face turned deathly pale, and he didn’t dare make another sound.

TCH!

Shi Hao, who was shouldering a staff, scoffed. "Since you know Boss Ding, you should know what he’s like."

"Forget a piece of trash like you. Even if a Prince showed up, he’d beat him down all the same!"

"Do you really have a death wish?"

Hearing this, Chu Fan couldn’t help but take another look at Ding Jian.

’Before, I just thought this senior from the Demon Suppression Bureau was almost unnaturally handsome. I never expected him to be so domineering. Not only is he backing me up, but he’s even beaten a Prince?’

’Looks like this Boss Ding is no small fry...’

Just then, the Paperman in Chu Fan’s robes flew out on its own and hovered in mid-air.

A calm voice, yet one that held supreme authority, emanated from the Paperman. "If you wish to execute him, then do it."

Behind the Paperman, Spiritual Light converged, quickly outlining the phantasmal image of a middle-aged man with a face as handsome as carved jade and eyes as deep as the starry night sky.

The phantom’s gaze fell upon the middle-aged man from the Zhang Family of Qing Province, carrying with it an invisible pressure. "You said Ding Jian isn’t qualified? Then am I, Yue Mankong, qualified enough for you?"

When the middle-aged man saw this phantom and heard the name "Yue Mankong," he froze as if struck by lightning. The color drained from his face, and his legs went so weak he nearly collapsed to his knees.

His voice trembled uncontrollably. "Demon... Demon Suppression Envoy... Yue Mankong... My Lord?!"

Chu Fan said no more. He strode forward, ignoring Zhang Yunpeng’s face, which was twisted in absolute terror, and ignoring the unconscious pleas and curses spilling from his lips.

SHIIING—!

The Long Saber left its sheath, its bright gleam tracing a cold arc under the sun.

A hand rose, a blade fell!

THWACK!

A head flew high into the air, its face frozen in an expression of horrified disbelief, before it rolled across the ground.

The headless corpse spouted blood as it slowly toppled over.

Warm blood splattered all over the middle-aged man from the Zhang Family of Qing Province, causing him to shudder violently. His gaze, now fixed on Chu Fan, was filled with terror and venomous hatred.

"You..." He tried to say more.

But Ding Jian had already sheathed his sword. He struck out with his palm, knocking the man to the ground, and said coldly, "You’re from the Zhang Family of Qing Province. You clearly knew what Zhang Yunpeng was doing, and you might have even been involved. Surrender without a fight!"

The middle-aged man, sprawled on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly as he tried to explain himself. "No, no, no! Lord... Ding, please, see the truth! I only arrived in Cyan Yang Ancient City from the Qing Province Prefecture two days ago! I know nothing of what Zhang Yunpeng has done, nor of his relationship with the Moon Worship Sect! I know nothing!"

Ding Jian didn’t listen to his nonsense. A Demon Suppression Bureau Lock Chain, shimmering with Runes, shot from his sleeve. It coiled around the man like a spirit serpent, binding him tightly and sealing his Primordial Qi.

Silence...

After a deathly silence—

"A righteous kill!"

"Chu Fan! Well done!"

"That corrupt official deserved to die! What a satisfying sight!"

Deafening cheers erupted once more, rising to the heavens. They were even more fervent and cathartic than when the people had celebrated their earlier victory!

All their pent-up frustration, all their anger, all their grievances—they were all unleashed in that single slash of the blade!

Li Qingxue gazed at the young man’s back, her expression momentarily dazed.

Meanwhile, Fang Qingqing and Liang Yuhen, who had just rushed over, were also stunned at the sight of Chu Fan, who was covered in blood.

The Paperman flew back into Chu Fan’s robes.

Yue Mankong’s weak voice echoed in Chu Fan’s mind. ’You’ve only just joined the Demon Suppression Bureau, and you’ve already rendered a great service. Aside from the Bureau’s official reward, let me give you a little something extra first, courtesy of someone else.’

’Benefits?’ Chu Fan’s eyes narrowed. He shot a meaningful look at Zhao Tianxing and the Cyan Snake to his right.

Zhao Tianxing and Xiaobai immediately backed away, leading Liang Qiu and a few others to start handling the corpses.

Yue Mankong said, ’First, go search Zhang Yunpeng’s corpse... He’s certain to have an Exotic Treasure on him, one that can seal Resentful Spirits.’

’After that, do this, and then this...’

Chu Fan’s eyes widened.

’This Demon Suppression Envoy, who’s been sleeping inside the Paperman all this time, is actually this crazy...’

’Excellent...’

’With a crazy Demon Suppression Envoy like him watching my back, what’s the Zhang Family to me?’

Chu Fan strode forward and, in front of the countless onlookers, began to search Zhang Yunpeng’s corpse.

In the crowd, Liang Yuhen’s face turned red.

’When she had faked her death, this scoundrel had come over to handle her ’corpse’ in the exact same way.’

’Corpse Handling was one thing, but he even squeezed her twice...’

’That lecher!’

On the scene, many people began to move.

People from the various factions swarmed out in all directions, copying Chu Fan and beginning to handle the corpses...

Following virtue is like a difficult climb.

Following vice is like a sudden collapse...