Qingshui City, City Lord’s Mansion.

"Another night of slaughter!"

Xue Yuanshan stood in the courtyard, gazing into the distant Demon Realm.

He was one of the Commanders of the Yunzhou Demon Suppression Bureau, the confidant of General Zhong Zhenyu, and also the City Lord of Qingshui City.

Since he became an Acupoint Martial Artist at the age of eighteen, he joined the Demon Suppression Bureau. The blood battles he experienced were more than a thousand, narrowly escaping death each time.

"I’ve protected you for two hundred years, now it’s time for you to repay me!"

He had always kept his original intention, fought a hundred battles without regret, until a few years ago when a Divine Realm Martial Sect friend of two hundred years died in front of him, he suddenly realized that he was almost three hundred years old. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

If he didn’t become a Martial Venerable, he would soon die of old age on a sickbed like this friend, his divine soul turning to dust and disappearing.

His talent was average, compounded by years of battling demons, accumulating numerous hidden injuries. It was not until he was over a hundred years old that he broke through to the Divine Realm. Relying on himself to break through to Martial Venerable was almost impossible; he could only take a risky path and fall into the Demon Dao for hope.

"This Commander needs to retreat for a few days, don’t disturb unless necessary!"

Tonight, the Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch would come to the city to collect some Celestial Human Medicine to irrigate the Golden Body Fruit. He needed an excuse to avoid meeting him. After instructing his personal guards, he opened the secret chamber and went inside.

In an instant, the righteous expression he showed outsiders turned into a charming devilish smile.

"In another year or two, the Golden Body Fruit will mature. By then, Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch and I will take it together. He becomes a Demon Venerable; I become a Martial Venerable. After killing him, I remain the much-admired Commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau!"

A year or two passes quickly.

"I just fear the Demon Hunter Organization won’t give us that time!"

Recalling killing the Demon Hunter Patrol Envoy earlier made him slightly uneasy.

As time passed, his emotions began to calm down.

Deep into the night, in the mountains outside Qingshui City, a massive Demonic Wind slowly floated out from the mountains under the cover of night, approaching Qingshui City.

The massive Demonic Wind moved erratically, as if countless gigantic creatures were writhing inside.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from within the Demonic Wind, "Demon Monarch, how many people can we eat tonight?"

The Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch’s voice replied, "Do not destroy the houses, capture as many people as you can, but if anyone dares to steal and eat them, I will devour them myself!"

Demons not allowed to destroy human houses was indeed a rare spectacle. The Nascent Soul Demon Fiends in the Demonic Wind felt a pang of agony but were not entirely surprised.

Because this was no longer a time to hunt for food, the Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch’s first directive was such.

They didn’t understand why the Deer Monarch gave such an instruction, but they had to comply!

"You want to use us, and after using us, kill us like dogs; we think the same way..."

The Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch’s scarlet eyes looked toward the night-covered Qingshui City.

Not destroying houses was naturally to avoid giving Xue Yuanshan trouble. If Qingshui City suffered significant damage, Xue Yuanshan might be held accountable.

By then, it would be difficult to capture people to irrigate the Golden Body Fruit.

For the Golden Body Fruit, he was willing to agree to any of Xue Yuanshan’s requests.

"Attention, you only have thirty breaths to capture them, if you don’t leave once the time’s up and get killed by Xue Yuanshan, I won’t care for your life or death!"

As Qingshui City was within reach, Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch gave his subordinates another command.

Although he conspired with Xue Yuanshan, Xue could only create certain opportunities for capture, he couldn’t ignore the presence of demons.

Previously, a Demon Hunter Patrol Envoy sensed something was wrong here, so it couldn’t be too blatant!

With instructions completed, Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch suddenly accelerated, leading the Demonic Wind with his group of Nascent Soul Demon Fiends diving toward Qingshui City.

To avoid being discovered by Demon Hunters in advance, the party restrained their auras, following him closely.

Whoosh whoosh...

The sound of wind rushed by, but Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch’s mind was calm as an ancient well. This wasn’t the first time they collaborated with Xue Yuanshan to capture people for irrigating the Golden Body Fruit; they were practiced in it.

"Move..."

A few breaths later, Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch had arrived over Qingshui City with a group of Nascent Soul Demon Fiends. Before he could utter the word "hand,"

a point of golden light suddenly appeared in sight, immediately engulfing the entire view. In a moment, the entire Qingshui City was covered with blinding golden light.

Martial Venerable Powerhouse!

Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch was horrified!

In a corner of Qingshui City, a giant golden hand broke through the roof, suddenly expanding immensely in the wind, releasing terrifying ripples as it grabbed at the Demonic Wind.

There is a Martial Venerable powerhouse in Qingshui City, Xue Yuanshan didn’t tell him. Did Xue not know, or did he intentionally lead him to his death?

After all, the previous appearance of a Demon Hunter Patrol Envoy suggested the Demon Hunter Organization might suspect their relationship. Under these circumstances, Xue might want to erase evidence of collusion with demons by eliminating him first.

"Who are you? I am the Demon Monarch under the command of Flying Tiger Venerable!"

Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch shouted, reporting his backing while desperately turning to flee.

At such a critical moment, he refrained from revealing his link with Xue Yuanshan, knowing that it was unlikely Xue wanted to eliminate him.

Ultimately, eliminating him would be useless unless Flying Tiger Venerable was also eliminated, or else someone would still know of their collusion.

Just as he turned, the massive golden hand closed over him, covering the sky like a canopy.

Pong pong...

Under the terrifying ripples, several Nascent Soul subordinates in the Demonic Wind instantly exploded, blossoming like fireworks.

"No..."

In despair, Dragon-Horned Deer Monarch howled, having arduously found a Golden Body Fruit; he had yet to become a Demon Venerable and didn’t want to die so obscurely.