Chapter 185
In the future, all the good things would flow into the pockets of the Wang family, and other clans would merely sip from the same soup.
With such resources and the backing of the Kunlun Immortal Palace, the Wang family was destined to become the foremost immortal clan one day.
Could anything be more thrilling than this?
“It’ll be a while before I enter the Immortal Palace. I should test this blood porcelain vial before handing it over to my son,” Wang Jingshan thought. He didn’t believe Chen Huai'an would deceive him; at worst, the vial might not possess the power he expected. As for being harmed? That thought never crossed his mind.
He was stationed at the headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division, firmly on the side of justice.
Without his careful planning, how could the Demon-Slaying Division achieve its current efficiency?
If Chen Huai'an dared to harm him, he would be declaring war on the world!
Even if he took a step back, as a top-tier general, he was not so easy to kill.
Wang Jingshan bit his finger and let a drop of blood fall into the porcelain vial.
The operation of such a spiritual object was straightforward—whoever’s blood it consumed would command it.
It was absurd to think that it would consume its master’s blood and then kill them.
As the blood entered the vial, the scene Wang Jingshan anticipated did not unfold. Instead, the vial shook violently, and a surge of blood energy erupted from within.
Wang Jingshan stumbled back in shock.
The dressing mirror in his office reflected a figure behind him.
Unbeknownst to him, a stunning woman in blood-red attire stood there, her complexion pale yet glistening like glaze. Her tightly pressed lips were adorned only with a hint of rouge, and her pitch-black eyes held no whites, only a chilling intent to kill.
The moment he sensed that murderous aura, Wang Jingshan’s heart raced with alarm.
There was no time to think; he stepped forward, swiftly drawing his sword and slashing backward.
Hiss—! A gust of azure wind coalesced around the blade.
This strike erupted in a moment of life and death, incredibly fierce.
The blade’s energy left deep gashes in the alloy wall, yet it struck nothing.
Behind him, a gust of foul wind swept in.
Wang Jingshan’s scalp tingled, and his eyes widened in horror: “This is bad!”
Just as he turned, a bloodied hand made of porcelain shards suddenly reached out from the vial behind him.
With claws as sharp as blades, it pierced through his body with such force that it effortlessly lifted his hefty frame of over 180 pounds.
Blood spilled everywhere.
Wang Jingshan stared in agony at the bloodied claws protruding from his chest, the chilling breath of the blood porcelain woman echoing in his ears.
“Cough, cough…”
“How… how dare he… how dare he…”
The blood porcelain woman said nothing; she simply withdrew her claws and tossed Wang Jingshan to the ground.
She watched as the light faded from his eyes, then bent down to take the jade token from his waist, her deep-set eyes gradually turning red.
“The master’s command is… kill without mercy!”
Within the Demon-Slaying Division, anyone wearing a similar jade token was within her kill range.
As for those outside the division or those who managed to escape, they were not within her purview.
But against a blood porcelain woman at the Ghost Dan stage, how many could truly escape?
The alarm blared sharply.
In the red glow of the warning lights, she stepped forward, conjuring a half-meter-long blood porcelain knife in her hand.
Crack—!
With a mere flick, she tore through the proud metallic barrier of the Demon-Slaying Division into shreds.
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Meanwhile, at the C Province Demon-Slaying Division.
Chen Huai'an had returned to the No. 0 containment facility.
Although as the governor he had his own office, he found the containment facility much more comfortable.
He was accompanied by a somersaulting cat, a pair of leggy fish, a roaming orchid, a strawberry bear, and a lobster sniper rifle.
Such days were worth their weight in gold!
Opening the electronic girlfriend game, Chen Huai'an saw Li Qingran practicing, draped in a thin gauzy dress, her fair legs mostly exposed.
“This girl was just at the late stage of foundation building, and now she’s already pushing for the peak?”
Glancing at Li Qingran’s state, Chen Huai'an felt a chill.
What kind of cultivation speed was this?!
Why did it feel like pulling teeth for him to advance even a single layer in the Qi Refining stage?
“It must be due to insufficient spiritual energy.”
Chen Huai'an stroked his chin, squinting.
Could the spiritual energy concentration in the Cangyun Realm compare to that of the real world?
Even if he had the Nine-Turn Spirit Orchid, it surely couldn’t match Li Qingran’s cultivation environment.
This was the reason for his slow progress; it had nothing to do with talent or comprehension.
To boost his cultivation speed, he needed some mental encouragement.
He gazed at Li Qingran’s delicate, fair feet, the skin on her instep so pale it seemed almost translucent, faint veins visible beneath; her soles were a rosy white, like white jade tinged with blush, and her five toes resembled pearls covered in peach petals—such beautiful feet deserved some adornment.
He dialed the public phone hanging at the entrance.
“Governor Chen, what can I do for you?” came Zhao Ying’s voice from the other end.
“Little Zhao, I don’t understand the things girls like,” Chen Huai'an said with a serious expression, his voice firm. “Go help me pick out some white and black stockings, the best brands and quality, a hundred pairs of each style!”
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Chapter 200: Such a Talented Individual
“Why do you need girls’ stockings?” Zhao Ying blinked, a bit confused.
Beside her, Xiang Xiaoyuan perked up, her eyes wide.
“Cough, why ask so much? I’ll tell you, but you won’t understand. I actually need them for enlightenment! How I achieve that is beyond your comprehension; just get them for me.”
The call ended.
Zhao Ying exchanged glances with Xiang Xiaoyuan.
“What the heck, using stockings for enlightenment?”
“Never heard of it,” Xiang Xiaoyuan shook her head repeatedly. “But since the governor needs them, let’s go buy them. The world is full of wonders; what kind of resurrector haven’t we seen? Compared to the outrageous ones, the governor using stockings for enlightenment isn’t that strange.”
“True,” Zhao Ying shivered.
Suddenly, she recalled a resurrector they had hosted last year.
That resurrector claimed to be the ‘Super Pooper,’ and she didn’t want to remember the specifics of his abilities.
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While Chen Huai'an awaited his cultivation resources, two guests arrived outside the No. 0 containment room.
He recognized both: Old Li and Lin Lingling, who had just finished recuperating and was discharged from the hospital.
Lin Lingling’s eyes were red, as if she had just learned of Luo Haisheng’s death.
Old Li’s expression hadn’t changed much; after all, he was an experienced demon slayer, accustomed to the pressures of life and death.
Only when he looked at Old Li did Chen Huai'an catch a glimpse of a deeply buried sadness in his eyes.
“Long time no see, Old Li, and… three eggs.”
“The bearded uncle is dead,” Lin Lingling sniffled, wiping her eyes.
“Governor Chen, Zhao Ying has already informed us of your situation. Thank you for killing the Corpse King, Emperor Jiang. If it weren’t for your intervention, the entire C Province might have faced utter ruin.” He ruffled Lin Lingling’s hair, forcing a strained smile. “As demon slayers, sacrifices are inevitable. Don’t cry, girl… it was Old Luo’s choice, and it’s what he would have wanted.”
Chen Huai'an didn’t know what to say.
Before him stood a comrade of Luo Haisheng and a junior he had valued.
Compared to Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan, these two shared a deeper bond with Luo Haisheng.
His current feelings were akin to those who had donated a kidney facing the family of the recipient.
There was a twinge of guilt, but more so a sense of indebtedness.
“What’s the situation at the Tianfu District Demon-Slaying Division? Any new recruits?”
“Yes, even more than before. I was the deputy director of the Tianfu District Demon-Slaying Division, and now I’ve taken over as director. Don’t worry; Old Luo, that lazy bum, left all the management to me anyway.” He pushed Lin Lingling a few steps closer to Chen Huai'an, sighing. “It’s a pity for this girl; following me will only lead to her being overlooked, so I shamelessly brought her here to you.”
Chen Huai'an forced a smile, rubbing his nose. “Old Li, please don’t call me ‘you.’ Just stick to how it was before; I’m just a governor thrust into this role. Honestly, I have no interest in being a governor. If it weren’t for… cough, never mind.” He almost exposed his own greedy nature.
He shifted the topic. “So, what about Lin Lingling…?”
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