Chapter 180
**Chapter 194: Spoils of War**
The giant hand came crashing down, shaking the heavens and the earth.
“Out of tricks? nOnOnO~”
Chen Huai'an shook his head, then swiftly pulled out the Cangjian Pill from Zhen He, the top disciple of Cangjian Peak, and tossed it into the air.
This was hailed as the number one trick of the Sword Pavilion, even labeled as a "sneaky move" by the game. What kind of power did this Cangjian Pill truly possess?
“Buddy, I’m counting on you.”
A real man never looks back at explosions.
Chen Huai'an slowly turned, hands in his pockets, casually walking away from the giant hand towards Zhao Ying and the others.
“Let me see just how sneaky you really are!”
Clang—!
The sword pill exploded.
A streak of sword energy shot out, piercing through both the giant hand and the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva.
The sea of clouds rolled back.
The sky split open with a pale blue crack, revealing the moon.
Walking in the moonlight, Chen Huai'an smirked as he heard the thunderous crash of the statue collapsing behind him.
“Good sword! So sneaky!!”
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Zhen He was still too conservative.
The power of this sword pill could easily kill anyone below the Golden Core stage.
Even a Golden Core cultivator would have to think twice before facing this strike.
No wonder he was the top trickster of the Sword Pavilion—truly cunning!
“You young brat! You’ve destroyed my Buddha’s womb; today, I will take your life!”
A chilling wind swept in from behind, and the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s shrill scream pierced the air, making one’s eardrums ache.
Still caught up in the might of that sword, Zhao Ying quickly reacted and shouted, “Governor, watch out!”
Chen Huai'an didn’t even glance back; his right arm began to swell, sprouting blood-red scales.
The aura behind him surged forward. The Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva, having been shattered by the sword pill, reverted to its original form, its power severely diminished—barely at the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, even weaker than when they first met.
Though he was at the second level of Qi Refinement, his Tianmo Gong’s first volume was not to be underestimated.
“Die—!”
The Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva lunged at Chen Huai'an with a claw aimed at his back.
Chen Huai'an sidestepped to the left, dodging the claw, and his right hand shot out like lightning, striking the Bodhisattva’s forehead.
“Instantly, refine!”
“Ahhh! Aaaahhh!” The ghostly energy surged from Chen Huai'an’s arm into his limbs, turning his eyes a ghastly shade, while the Bodhisattva wailed, deflating like a punctured balloon. She could only glare at Chen Huai'an with a look of deep resentment: “What… what kind of technique is this? A demonic art? No… no way, there’s no demonic art that can refine ghostly energy…”
Her decaying body left her no time to ponder further.
In her final moments, her hatred intensified.
“You brat, you won’t be able to enjoy your victory for long! One day, you will come to hell to accompany me!”
Before her words could fade, her ghostly form completely withered into a mere skin, scattering into the wind like dust.
【Kill the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva, gain Ghost Cultivator Fragment X1 (interchangeable with Demonic Cultivator Fragment), Blood Porcelain Bottle filled with the Bodhisattva’s ashes X1, Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s Jade Ring】
Seeing the kill notification pop up on his phone, Chen Huai'an let out a sigh of relief.
Like Emperor Jiang, this Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva was straightforward—once dead, it stayed dead, without any tricks up its sleeve.
Three spoils dropped, and he was quite interested.
However, with Zhao Ying and the others watching eagerly, he couldn’t just pull out the spoils right now.
“Governor, did you really kill that Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva?” Xiang Xiaoyuan’s mind was still lingering on the scene of the sword parting the clouds, looking at Chen Huai'an as if he were a young Jay Chou.
“Yep, turned to ash.”
Chen Huai'an raised his hand and tossed the ashes of the Bodhisattva’s head.
“This… this is a being close to or even at the king level! You… you killed it with just one sword?”
Seeing Zhao Ying and Huang Gubei staring at him with wide eyes, even Lin Chen’s expression was complex.
Chen Huai'an raised an eyebrow, realizing that his earlier display might have been a bit over the top.
But it wasn’t just his personal strength; he really shouldn’t be so ostentatious.
However, he had a plan.
He pulled out his phone and opened Li Qingran’s cultivation video, watching intently. Suddenly, he spat out two jets of blood, then collapsed onto the ground, his pupils gradually losing focus, a strained groan escaping his lips.
“Ugh, cough cough… the backlash from that sword finally hit… it hurts! So much pain!”
Though just a moment ago, Chen Huai'an had been flaunting his prowess, now he lay on the ground, the shift was a bit too dramatic. But concern led to chaos, and Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying immediately called for an ambulance.
“Where’s the injured? Damn, what happened to this kid to get him like this?”
The doctor’s first glance fell on Wang Shouyi, who was battered and bloodied, lying on the ground.
They quickly arranged for the nurses to get Wang Shouyi onto a stretcher.
But as soon as Wang Shouyi was lifted, Xiang Xiaoyuan yanked him down.
“The injured one is here.” She pointed at Chen Huai'an, who was being supported by Zhao Ying, her tone urgent.
The doctor paused, noticing that this buzz-cut handsome guy, though bleeding a bit, had a rosy complexion and steady breathing—he didn’t look injured at all, more like he was just overheated. He frowned slightly: “Are you sure this one is the injured?”
“Absolutely!” Xiang Xiaoyuan glanced at Chen Huai'an and explained, “He has internal injuries!”
With no other choice, the doctor and nurses had to take Chen Huai'an away.
They were a professional medical team working with the Demon Slayer Department, focused on speed but lacking in capacity, so Wang Shouyi would have to wait for the next round.
Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying watched as Chen Huai'an was taken away, letting out a sigh of relief.
Anyone could get hurt, but Chen Huai'an absolutely could not.
As for this mysterious young man…
Xiang Xiaoyuan certainly wouldn’t stand by and do nothing. She immediately sat cross-legged, using breathing techniques to recover her spiritual energy, ready to help as soon as she regained some strength.
Though this young man hadn’t taken down the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva, he was still incredibly powerful. If he could be recruited into the C Province Demon Slayer Department, that would be fantastic.
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“This is the one, Chen… Governor? Your injury is healed, your nose has stopped bleeding, you’re fine now, you can be discharged.”
“But my head hurts, I feel like my life is short, and I still have cancer cells in my body…”
“The cancer cells in your body are dormant…”
“Dormant or not, they’re still cancer cells! I’m still in pain, I’m seriously injured, I need to stay in the hospital!”
The doctor: “…”
Forget it.
He sighed.
If it were any other demon slayer, he would have already waved them off.
But this was the governor of the C Province Demon Slayer Department, with status and power to back it up. Since the man insisted he was unwell, they might as well treat him! A bit of health supplements, some brain tonic… and wait for him to leave when he’s had enough.
The ward fell silent.
Once Chen Huai'an confirmed there were no cameras, he took out the spoils from killing the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva to examine.
First was the Blood Porcelain Bottle.
This porcelain bottle was in better condition than the one he had seen in the ruins. He opened the electronic girlfriend game’s appraisal function, aimed the camera at the bottle, and the relevant information appeared:
【Blood Porcelain Bottle containing some of the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s ashes: A drop of blood in the bottle can summon a Blood Porcelain Woman to assist in battle. The strength of the Blood Porcelain Woman is related to the blood owner’s strength, up to the early Golden Core stage (the Blood Porcelain Bottle is fragile; please handle with care. If the bottle breaks, it will lose its special effect).】
“Good stuff.”
Chen Huai'an immediately dismissed the idea of selling the bottle.
Just a drop of blood could summon a bodyguard.
And it could even reach the Golden Core stage!
Of course, he definitely couldn’t summon a Golden Core Blood Porcelain Woman, but if he dripped the blood of a Transformation stage cultivator, that would surely suffice.
As for where to get the blood of a Transformation stage cultivator…
“Hehehe.”
A mischievous smile crept across Chen Huai'an’s face.
The town guardian beast at the back mountain of the Sword Pavilion was full of energy all day long. All he needed to do was give Su Qinian some spirit stones and have him draw a bit of blood from the guardian beast—wasn’t that simple? If that didn’t work, the blood of Su Qinian and the elders of the Sword Pavilion would do just fine.
“This is what it feels like to rely on a sect?” Chen Huai'an shook his head, satisfied, and sighed: “So refreshing!”
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**Chapter 195: I Am the Demon**
The second piece of loot—the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s jade ring.
It appeared to be made of white jade, exquisitely crafted, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
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