Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 37: Reception Envoy from the Demon Suppression Bureau

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Reception Envoy from the Demon Suppression Bureau

After work, Wei Fan realized that the East District had once again become lively, with firecrackers going off everywhere.

The citizens of the East District were celebrating the deaths of the City Lord and Clerk Wei Qingyuan.

"The terrain of Black Wind Stronghold is treacherous, easy to defend and hard to attack, even if you send a thousand troops, it’s difficult to capture it!"

"Moreover, they’ve been there for a long time, and even besieging them for months might not work."

"The main point is that the three leaders are all Acupoint Masters, with a strong and robust army under them..."

As Wei Fan walked, he recalled the information on Black Wind Stronghold. Given their terrain and strong forces, it was hard to take them down by sheer numbers. The only hope was for a true expert to first infiltrate Black Wind Stronghold and breach it from within.

But the information Luo Wen provided didn’t mention the exact cultivation of Black Wind Stronghold’s chief; it only stated the other two leaders were Acupoint Opening Second Layer experts.

The chief of Black Wind Stronghold was very mysterious. Even a few years ago, when Yun City sent over a thousand men to attack Black Wind Stronghold, the chief didn’t show up and still repelled the Yun City troops.

He was confident that with his Golden Bell Shield and full-body horizontal cultivation, he could withstand attacks and charge into Black Wind Stronghold. But without knowing the chief’s exact cultivation, the risk of entering Black Wind Stronghold was undoubtedly high.

Acupoint Realm, like the True Qi Realm, is also divided into nine layers. With his cultivation, he’s not afraid of Acupoint First and Second Layers experts, but if they were any higher, he wouldn’t be so sure.

Moreover, just like the True Qi Realm, people in the Acupoint Realm might have True Qi Ninth Layer, with only a dozen years of power in their dantian, or as much as fifty or sixty years of cultivation.

Purely looking at realms cannot be the only standard for measuring combat power.

"Half a pound of beef, a roast chicken, and a green vegetable tofu soup!"

Wei Fan walked into a restaurant and sat down, planning to have dinner before returning.

"Please wait a moment, Master Wei!"

The waiter left, and Wei Fan suddenly felt a faint but distinct foul odor wafting into his nose.

Though the stench wasn’t strong, his body had transformed with his horizontal cultivation of innate, and his sense of smell was now ten times more sensitive than ordinary people.

He turned to look, seeing a man coming in from outside, heading towards him.

The man approached Wei Fan, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Xiong Wanxing, greetings to Master Wei!"

Wei Fan glanced at the man who claimed to be Xiong Wanxing and spoke in a calm tone, "Daring to enter the city and appear before me, you have quite the courage. Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?"

The Xiong Wanxing in front of him was indeed a demon fiend.

Upon hearing Wei Fan’s words, his expression remained unchanged as he replied, "I am here merely to relay a message to Master Wei. If Master Wei wishes to kill me, it can wait until I finish my message."

"Here to pass a message?" Wei Fan raised an eyebrow, "If I kill you, it would make me seem lacking in grace and petty-minded, so I’ll spare you. Hurry up and speak!"

"Thank you, Master Wei! The ancestor was right, you’re a reasonable person."

Xiong Wanxing, not completely fearless, visibly relaxed upon hearing Wei Fan wouldn’t kill him, "My family’s ancestor said he doesn’t want to provoke the Demon Suppression Bureau, but as the commander of the Cloud City Demon Race, you recently killed the Tiger King and Huang Daxian, so he has no choice but to step forward.

Tomorrow at noon, the ancestor will await you for a battle at Five Ridge Mountain.

If the ancestor loses, the Cloud City Demon Race will disappear from this point onward.

If you lose, he hopes Yun City can return to its former state.

If Master Wei decides not to go, he will no longer restrain Huang Daxian’s descendants."

"Here to challenge me?" Wei Fan showed a faint smile, "Your ancestor is the true reasonable person, actually playing by the human race’s rules of duel. Now I understand why Huang Daxian’s descendants haven’t come to Yun City to cause trouble after I killed him; the old bear must have restrained them."

Xiong Wanxing nodded gently.

Indeed, it’s his ancestor restraining the demons under Huang Daxian; otherwise, Yun City wouldn’t have been so peaceful lately.

Of course, the old bear isn’t benevolent. Several dozen or hundred demon fiends rushing into Yun City could kill many people in a short time, but that would only invite Demon Suppression Bureau experts, completely wiping out the nearby demon fiends near Yun City.

"You can leave, go back and tell that old bear that I will be at Five Ridge Mountain tomorrow at noon to fight him."

"I’ll take my leave now!"

Xiong Wanxing made a deep bow and left the restaurant.

"Master Wei, you shouldn’t go!"

"Those demon fiends are cunning; they might have set a trap for you."

"These beasts even use the entire city to threaten Master Wei."

...

As soon as Xiong Wanxing left, the people in the restaurant started fervently advising Wei Fan not to go.

"Enough with this talk, I was the one who killed Huang Daxian, if I don’t go and his descendants come to the city to retaliate, the blood debt will be on my head."

"Moreover, that old bear might not be my match!"

Wei Fan interrupted these people’s advice. After finishing his meal, he walked out of the restaurant heading home.

"Reception Envoy, this is the Cloud City’s Arrest Officer Wei Fan that Xuerong and I were talking about!"

Ning Xuan pointed at Wei Fan who stepped out of the restaurant.

Beside him, besides Su Xuerong, was a middle-aged man around fifty.

The middle-aged man referred to as the Reception Envoy looked at Wei Fan and whispered, "Eighteen years old, dual cultivation in both internal and external arts, with horizontal training and true qi both at the ninth layer.

At this age and cultivation level, he’s only considered middle level in Su City. His dantian can only hold ten years’ worth of power. His aptitude is considered low, but if the documentation is true and he’s only been practicing martial arts for three months, with Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger and Celestial Spirit Burning Blood Saber already at perfection, his comprehension is terrifying.

After being brought to the Demon Suppression Bureau, the issue of aptitude can be improved. With this kind of comprehension, it’s not impossible for him to learn from a commander, and by that time, you two would have significant accomplishments.

Stay here; I’ll go test his skills!

The Demon Suppression Bureau’s assessment not only looks at talent but also combat power and situational response."

The Reception Envoy spoke, and regardless of Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong’s reactions, he walked towards Wei Fan.

With his hands behind his back, he approached Wei Fan step by step, and the moment they crossed paths, he suddenly turned his five fingers into claws and reached for Wei Fan’s neck.

This sudden move, an up-close sneak attack, was something the Reception Envoy was confident even experts of the same level couldn’t easily dodge.

Back when he assessed Ning Xuan, he caught him like this, making him unable to move an inch.

Over the years, he’d perfected this move, and had never failed once.

His five fingers shot out like lightning, nearly grasping Wei Fan.

Boom!

In the next moment, in the Reception Envoy’s view, Wei Fan seemed to transform into a berserk giant bear, rising up in height by half a foot, and his fingers only barely managed to grasp Wei Fan’s shoulder, failing to reach his neck.

"What?"

The Reception Envoy was shocked because he really saw a giant bear manifest on Wei Fan, exuding a furious and terrifying aura. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

At the same time, he felt like his five fingers were gripping an iron plate, unable to budge Wei Fan in the slightest.

"You seek death!"

Being ambushed on the street, murder flashed in Wei Fan’s eyes. His hand swelled as he struck towards the person who suddenly attacked him, aiming for their head.

Giant Bear Palm!

Giant Bear True Intent!

This was the first time he used the Giant Bear True Intent against an enemy since comprehending it. Influenced by the Giant Bear True Intent, he now only wished to smash the head of this attacker with a single palm.

A single arm wielding a force of 100,000 pounds, enhanced by the Giant Bear True Intent, displayed unimaginable power. The overwhelming force surged out, akin to a mountain collapsing into a tsunami, even blasting the air apart, creating thunderous noises.

Before the palm could fall, the Reception Envoy felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and even his protective true qi seemed on the verge of being crushed!

How in the hell is this the Wei Fan Ning Xuan spoke of? This was far more terrifying than what Ning Xuan described.

With pure force, even the shockwave nearly broke his protective true qi; is this not some demon dragon?

Moreover, if he wasn’t mistaken, this move was a martial art infused with true intent, something not mentioned in Ning Xuan’s intelligence.

Celestial Spirit Burning Blood Saber and Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger are not even in the same league compared to true intent martial arts.

"On the same side, stop!"