Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies
Chapter 209 - 35: Uncontainable Anger

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In the distant mountains and fields, birds and beasts were startled into flight.

Outside the Zhou Family's Manor, the head of the Wolf Demon exploded, its fragmented corpse scattered, and the red and white matter sprayed the ground in a radial pattern.

Crimson blood seeped into the dry soil, blossoming like a vivid red rose.

Shen Qing glanced briefly at the two dark iron Arrows next to the Wolf Demon's corpse. He reached out and grabbed one, exerting force suddenly.

The heavy dark iron Arrow seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, tearing itself from the earth, its arrowhead gleaming with a cold light under the scorching sun.

Shen Qing, expressionless, transformed the arrow into a blade.

A flash of dark light passed as the sharp arrowhead sliced open the Wolf Demon's chest.

Instantly, the air was filled with a faint, bloody aroma and a strange fluctuation of demon energy.

Shen Qing reached his hand inside, extracting a round and full Demon Core imbued with rich demonic power.

The surface of this Demon Core shimmered with a faint dark green glow, like jadeite.

Its quality was even better than the Eagle Demon Core he had once slain, making it more than sufficient for refining medicine for him and even Shen Xiaoshan.

Shen Qing gazed at the Demon Core, a trace of joy flickering in his eyes as he discreetly tucked it into his robe.

At this moment, the braver townspeople, seeing there was no movement, cautiously stepped out of their homes and began to gather towards Shen Qing.

Upon seeing the enormous Wolf Demon's corpse and Shen Qing standing proudly beside it, their expressions turned solemn, casting reverent looks at him.

The others, noticing the area was safe, were driven by strong curiosity to approach one after another.

When Shen Qing moved away from the Wolf Demon's remains, the crowd gradually snapped out of their initial shock, their faces filled with disbelief and complex emotions.

Moments later, they began to whisper among themselves, and the scene became unusually noisy.

"My God, how... how did he do that?" A woodcutter in coarse linen was the first to speak, his voice trembling with excitement, "So many of us fell at its hands..."

A middle-aged woman, part of the woodcutter's family, listened and wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, recalling many misfortunes with a sour heart.

"Who would've thought this officer is even more formidable than the young Boss Zhou in town! If our town had this officer's protection, we'd never fear those demons' harassment again."

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For a time, many townspeople of Changqiao Town were engrossed in animated discussions.

Shen Qing did not overly involve himself.

He walked slowly back to the gate of the Zhou family's manor, noticing that the servants who had fled in fear of the Wolf Demon had reappeared from somewhere.

Among them, there were a few familiar faces from just moments ago.

Shen Qing looked at the highest-ranking servant among them and asked, "Do you know about your master's collusion with the Wolf Demon?"

The servant trembled all over, remaining silent.

Shen Qing pointed a finger at him and said, "I'll give you one more chance. One, two..."

With a thud.

The servant, named by Shen Qing, fell to his knees, kowtowing and pleading for mercy, "Spare me, officer. Spare me, please. I was forced by the master... If we didn't comply, the master would sacrifice us to the demons. Spare me, officer."

Following him, the other servants also knelt, begging for mercy.

Shen Qing retracted his two fingers and said, "I heard your master keeps several demons in town. There should be a few left, take me there!"

The kneeling servants immediately focused their gaze on a fair-skinned servant.

Realizing he couldn't evade it any longer, the servant stood up with trembling voice, "This way, please, my lord... I'll take you there..."

"Lead the way!"

Shen Qing slung the Heavy Bow over his back, hung the Arrow Quiver at his waist, and followed leisurely behind the servant.

The servant lowered his head, hurrying nervously toward a remote corner outside the town.

Shortly, this servant of Village Chief Zhou led him to an old house.

"My lord, this is the place." The servant said with a pale face, keeping his head down.

Shen Qing noticed the mottled bloodstains on the ground and couldn't help but arch an eyebrow, taking a few steps forward.

As he advanced, the stench grew increasingly potent.

When Shen Qing stood before the wooden door of the shabby room, the stench felt tangible, almost unbearable in its intensity.

Shen Qing suppressed the churn in his stomach and his physical discomfort, maintaining a calm demeanor as he slowly pushed open the wooden door.

With a creak, the door opened.

When Shen Qing saw the interior scene, his expression became extremely grim.

The interior was dimly lit, the few rays of thin light seeping through the broken window barely revealing the patches of crimson throughout the room.

It was all blood that had splattered and then dried, leaving stains.

If one looked closely, the ground was scattered with gnawed-clean red human bones.

Plop.

A small wolf emerged from the dim room, gnawing playfully on a thigh bone.

Upon seeing Shen Qing, it dropped the bone and bared its teeth, growling lowly.

At that moment, an arm covered in gray fur extended from the darkness, grabbing the small wolf by its neck and tossing it backward.

"Why are you so late today? Where is the fresh flesh you promised?"

A large Mother of Wolf Demon sat in the dim room.

Its eyes glowed a ghostly green, and it held a hand, bloody and indistinct, in its claws.

As it spoke, it tore into the flesh expressionlessly, its piercing gaze fixed on Shen Qing, "If my little progeny starve, I won't care about that hide of yours, I'll devour you alive."

Shen Qing scrutinized the hand the Wolf Demon was gnawing on, finding it familiar.

His gaze swept across the room, spotting the scattered uniform of the Guardian Martial Department and a dagger dropped on the ground.

"Why aren't you answering me?" The Mother of the Wolf Demon stopped chewing, dissatisfied with Shen Qing, baring its fangs.

Shen Qing could even see the strands of meat dangling from its teeth; he suppressed his displeasure and said calmly, "There won't be any fresh flesh today, maybe you should try a change of taste."

With that, Shen Qing raised his right hand, extending two fingers.

The fingertips moved slightly, and a faint True Qi began to gather at his finger interval, suddenly shooting out.

The Mother of Wolf Demon had no time to react before the gathered flicking finger exploded on its eye.

"Ah!"

The Mother's eye was blown away by Shen Qing's True Qi, leaving only two empty sockets, with streams of blood tearlessly cascading from them.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Shen Qing, expressionless, swiftly formed a seal, surging True Qi focusing on his hands.

With a low roar, his hand seal, imbued with unsurpassed True Qi, pressed sharply onto the Mother of Wolf Demon's gray-yellow fur.

The luminous shine from his palm intensified like a blazing sun breaking through clouds, piercing layer upon layer of defense, reaching its flesh.

The Mother of Wolf Demon's body shuddered violently, as if seared by an intangible flame, with pain and fear intertwining, a trace of undisguised terror appearing in its empty eyes.

Shen Qing calmly removed his hand from the Mother's fur, bending to pick up the dagger on the ground, unsheathing the blade bit by bit.

His expression grew grim, filled with rage.

Suddenly, his entire strength concentrated into his right arm, delivering a clean, decisive slash at the Mother's neck, without any hesitation.

"Demons, all must die!"

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