Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 457 - 362: Goal Achieved (2nd update, asking for monthly tickets)

Chapter 457: Chapter 362: Goal Achieved (2nd update, asking for monthly tickets)

"Please slow down, this is Li Boya from Central Plains Li Family, paying respects. Our family head is Minister of War Li Linkong of the court!"

"Haha, that’s more like it... And you?"

"Chengsheng Land, Ren Tianxing!"

"Oh?"

"....."

After the tension at Qingshan Inn, the sixth-floor room somehow darkened, and three voices echoed within.

Soon, this conversation abruptly ended!

Quickly, the darkness receded, and the room lit up.

Behind the screen, five figures emerged.

The bewildered Yan Land Three Heroes, the expressionless Fang Family Ancestor, and Chen Yuan with a sharp glint in his eyes!

Chen Yuan turned his head, showing a peculiar glance. At this moment, two feet away from Fang Family Ancestor Fang Shiqing, a black jade lampstand flickered with a mysterious black flame.

The retreating darkness now retracted like black mist, directly into the black flame of the lamp. Inside it, twisted images and figures soon disappeared, appearing quite miraculous.

Earlier, this Fang Family Ancestor had just recreated the scene of the Human Demon breaking into the inn yesterday!

A Divine Skill similar to a Void Image!

After watching, Chen Yuan felt a bit suspicious, always sensing that the scene wasn’t shown completely. However, he confirmed three things.

First, the one he is searching for is indeed that Human Demon from Chengsheng Land!

Second, the person imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower named Martial Vault is from Central Plains Li Family. This realization struck him, as troubles kept arising after the Tianxiong Pass destroyed this family’s branch. He recalled that during the period when he was severely injured and secluded at the Demon Battlefield, he killed one of Li Family’s eldest sons and a Martial Vault.

Third, it seems the Fang Family Ancestor is not allied with the Human Demon.

"Perhaps the old one saw through their Demon Gu and ruined their plans, leading this Human Demon to seek trouble. Does Colonel have any words to say?"

Fang Shiqing’s voice broke the silence, turning his head, gazing deeply at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan initially wanted to ask why not show the entire scene, but thought better of it. No need to sweep away other’s dignity, better to leave some leeway.

Achieving his goal was enough!

"So that’s the way!"

"Seems I misunderstood Chen!"

As he spoke, Chen Yuan’s silver armor faded away, and his green clothes reappeared, accompanied by a change in tone and phrasing, smiling lightly.

"Please, Mr. Fang, provide me with the imprint of that Human Demon!"

"When we capture and eliminate this pest, it would be a merit for the elderly."

Fang Shiqing heard this and couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids. Despite years of cultivating patience, he couldn’t resist wanting to curse.

This fellow is like a dog-faced, changing expressions instantly. Just a moment ago aggressive, calling for fight and kill, and the next, so casually smiling, acting as if nothing had happened, asking for the Human Demon’s imprint.

But thinking again, the old monster felt a slight chill. Such a temperament, truly difficult to handle. No wonder he made a name for himself in Shu Land, along with the sensed aura earlier, he now believed seven to eight parts that this Colonel did perform a significant act at Tianxiong Pass.

If he doesn’t die, this person will undoubtedly rise above Martial Vault, achieving fame.

Having made the decision, Fang Shiqing suppressed the irritation in his heart. Surviving over two hundred years, with old bones, he had undeniably experienced worldly matters. He would not become hysterical over the humiliation just encountered. He had his own plans.

As for other members of the Fang family, they must all take a backseat for his interests.

Thus, the Fang Family Ancestor merely twitched his face, then raised a hand, forming a sword finger, flicking at the black flame dancing in the lamp before him. A pea-sized flame was caught between his fingers, then directly shot towards Chen Yuan, speaking without any particular tone:

"This flame is born from the insights of the old one, names Heart Fire. It can reflect and store images, preserving others’ aura. But to find the Human Demon, the Colonel must find his own way. The old one can’t help further."

Chen Yuan’s gaze flashed, a golden light shot out, fixing the flying Heart Fire.

Under the Dharma Eye, within this pea-sized flame, indeed a distorted figure wearing a Lotus Crown and a silver mask floated inside, none other than the Human Demon’s image.

Chen Yuan nodded, waved his sleeve, collected the image, then bowed gently, smiling lightly, "The elderly are truly kind-hearted. To find this beast, you needn’t worry."

Then, he bowed at the Yan Land Three Heroes, acting as invisible all along, "I’ll be busy next, so won’t disturb you."

Saying so, Chen Yuan took the straw hat from the table, put it on his head, then stood ready to leave.

However, taking two steps forward, he seemed to remember something, with a deep and meaningful look, glanced at a few people,

"I know you are here for the Night Navigation Ship. No matter how you board that ship, you must not harm the people of Qingshan County."

After speaking, Chen Yuan’s figure flickered, walking away briskly.

Only the room remained, with the Yan Land Three Heroes looking peculiar and the Fang Family Ancestor’s face darkening.

"How did he know?" The bearded Han queried strangely, looking at the nearby Jin Yushan.

They sought that ship on Brother Jin’s temporary whim.

Jin Yushan shook his head, casting his eyes toward the Fang Family Ancestor.

Fang Family Ancestor’s complexion was dreadful. Although he knew Chen Yuan likely already knew about the Fang family’s quest for that ship, being pointed out by Chen Yuan was another matter.

"Why look at the old one? You three should quickly decide. That Colonel clearly has his eyes on that ship, and must act while he’s distracted by finding the Human Demon; else, later could be troublesome."

"This matter should be quick, best to act tonight!"

The Yan Zhao Three Heroes agreed on its sense, communicating through sound before Jin Yushan spoke, "Let’s follow the elder’s suggestion!"

......

Noon, the sky was gray, sparse snowflakes drifting.

In Jiazi Lane, at the end, a courtyard echoed with a joyful call.

"Mom! I’m back!"

Seeing a child with a tiger head cap, diagonally slung with a cloth bag made of burlap, hurriedly pushing open the far door, running home.

Soon, from the side kitchen, a woman wrapped in apron, with a blue floral cloth on her head emerged.

It was Sister Hua.

Sister Hua was holding a wooden basin filled with washed rice slurry. Seeing her son return, she paused,

"Why so early today....."

Then she considered something, her face flushed with anger, "Did you skip school again, you little rascal?"

She set down the basin, heading for the corner wall.

Huwa’s skin tightened, his little face turned red, sniffed, quickly shouting: "Mom, it’s because today’s Master didn’t come. Another teacher taught us, and later, we were dismissed."

Sister Hua stopped, looked at her usually mischievous son, extending her brows, "Really?"

"Uh-huh, really really." Huwa nodded quickly.

"Don’t catch a cold, go inside to stay. Lunch isn’t ready yet. After eating, mom will give you some dried fruit, take it to Master’s house for a visit, must have student etiquette, understood?"

"Okay!"

Huwa joyfully entered the house, Sister Hua wiping her apron, returned to the kitchen.

Shortly after, Huwa exited the house, ran to the courtyard outside, playing in the snow, kneading snowballs, throwing them at the ice daggers hanging under the eaves, enjoying even with little red frozen hands.

After a while, a sound came from beside him.

"Squeak squeak"

Huwa turned to look, seeing his "best friend" the Little Squirrel from the neighboring wall greeting him.

Only the Little Squirrel seemed to have some matter, tossing a small treat to Huwa, then jumped back into the adjacent courtyard.

Huwa was accustomed to the Little Squirrel’s "generosity," delightedly broke the treat in half, stuffing one part into his mouth, keeping the other half.

Just then, Sister Hua emerged from the kitchen.

"Huwa, time to eat!"

"What are you munching on?"

Huwa pointed at the neighboring area.

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