So it turns out I'm the demon!

Chapter 15 Not a Single Day More

In the days that followed, Jiang Mu continued his secluded cultivation at home as usual.

Unfortunately, without the blessing of a powerful father, progress in both the Body Forging Technique and the forging of the Eight Forms of Heaven Breaking was very slow.

During this time, he went to the Demon Slayer Division several times, hoping to ask Ran Qingshan for a job, but the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding him.

When the other hall masters met him, they mostly exchanged polite greetings and never mentioned the matter of joining forces on a mission.

This made Jiang Mu very depressed.

He even considered going to the desolate mountains outside the city to try his luck. But after weighing his current cultivation level, he ultimately restrained himself.

If you're not strong enough, being reckless is just suicide.

This day.

After being half-persuaded and half-pulled by Bai Xiang, Yuan Aqing finally agreed to sit down at the table to eat.

But the little girl was still very frightened.

I only dared to sit on half a stool, head down, shoveling rice into my mouth, not daring to pick up any of the dishes on the table.

Jiang Mu picked up a piece of braised pork for her and casually said:

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. The source of what harmed your father has been found out; it was a nest of foxes who had become cunning."

It's possible your father wandered into their territory while searching for medicinal herbs in the mountains and was poisoned by the demons. That den of foxes has already been wiped out by the Demon Slayers, which can be considered revenge for your father."

I heard from Bai Xiang these past few days that this girl often has nightmares at night.

Sometimes in my dreams, I'll wave my little fists and shout things like, "I'll beat you to death, you monster!"

Jiang Mu guessed that this girl might still harbor hatred and obsession towards monsters, so he told her about it in hopes of easing some of her resentment.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Aqing gently shook her head and whispered:

"Master, my father wasn't harmed by the fox."

"Um?"

Jiang Mu paused, chopsticks in motion.

"It's Wong Tai Sin." Yuan Aqing raised her head. "Father was harmed by Wong Tai Sin."

"Huang Daxian? Weasel?"

Jiang Mu was taken aback. "How did you know?"

"When Father first came back, he had a high fever and was delirious."

Yuan Aqing's voice was soft, yet very clear.

"When I fed him water, he said that 'Immortal Huang' told him that there was a blood-ganoderma that could cure all diseases... He said that he had been deceived and that the immortal was a monster."

Jiang Mu frowned:

"Didn't you mention these things to the officials from the Demon Slayer Division when they questioned you?"

Yuan Aqing shook her head: "They didn't ask me, they only asked Grandma. But Grandma knows."

Jiang Mu's doubts deepened.

That's strange.

Ran Qingshan clearly told him that the company had inquired with Yuan Laowu's mother, Granny Yuan, who only said that her son "had heard about Xue Lingzhi from somewhere and went into the mountains to find the medicine."

Since the old woman knew it was the weasel spirit causing the trouble, why did she hide it?

unless……

Jiang Mu suddenly thought of a possibility and stared at Yuan Aqing, asking, "In your village, how many people know about this 'Yellow Immortal'?"

"many!"

Yuan Aqing nodded vigorously.

"Many people know this. They say that Huang Xianren is a true deity who can bless people with good weather and help them overcome disasters. They also say that as long as you sincerely worship him, even if you suffer in this life, you will be reborn into a good family and enjoy happiness in the next life."

"Everyone believed in it. But my mother once secretly told me that the Weasel Spirit was a fraud, a monster. But my grandmother and father believed it. It wasn't until my father died that he stopped believing."

Sure enough!

A chill ran through Jiang Mu's heart.

This so-called "Huang Daxian" has become a belief in the hearts of some villagers.

It can even be a form of spiritual sustenance.

No wonder Granny Yuan preferred to conceal the clues rather than report it to the Demon Slayer Bureau. In her mind, the Demon Slayer Bureau were officials, outsiders, while Huang Xian was a god who could save them.

How pathetic.

Jiang Mu recalled the casual conversation that day with the rogue Zhang Awu.

It is said that in Yancheng, some people worship demons.

It seems that in this desperate world, some evil beings have learned to exploit people's suffering and fear to create a divine image for themselves.

"Ah Qing, have you ever seen that Yellow Immortal?"

Jiang Mu pressed for an answer.

Yuan Aqing shook her head:

"I've never seen him. I heard from the old folks in the village that Huang Daxian is very powerful and can fly through the clouds. He doesn't stay around here often."

However, my grandmother once secretly took me to offer sacrifices and kowtow to one of Wong Tai Sin's sons. Very few people know about this.

Jiang Mu's gaze sharpened, and she leaned forward: "Do you remember where that Weasel Master's son is?"

"Remember."

Yuan Aqing said, "It's at Longshou Mountain."

Longshou Mountain!

Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat.

During the internal meeting last month, Ran Qingshan mentioned the murder case outside the city. Wasn't the place where several villagers' corpses were found at Longshou Mountain?

At that time, the case was handed over to Wenhe of the Third Division and Xu Fu of the Seventh Division.

Later, Xu Fu told him that after investigation, the murderer was a second-tier demon.

But the beast was too alert and they never caught it. It was assumed that it had fled, so the case was temporarily shelved.

Could it be related to the son of this Wong Tai Sin?

"Ah Qing, tell me in detail what that place looks like."

Jiang Mu said in a deep voice.

After ascertaining the approximate location and features, Jiang Mu was already about 70-80% certain.

He quickly finished the leftover rice in his bowl and hurried to his office.

……

Jiang Mu traveled quickly and arrived at the government office.

Stepping into the deserted courtyard, one sees Zhang Xiao Kui practicing his swordplay shirtless.

He was also practicing the "Eight Forms of Breaking the Heavens".

Although he was only at the Lesser Completion stage, he still possessed the foundation of a Perfected Second Stage cultivation. Every strike he made was accompanied by a whooshing sound, displaying great power and impressive momentum.

"Hmm, you've practiced well."

Jiang Mu glanced at it twice and then offered his comments.

Zhang Xiaokui paused, glanced at him, ignored him, and continued swinging his knife.

But inwardly he scoffed:

Do you need to tell me whether I'm good at it or not?

What can you figure out about it?

Under the eaves nearby, the elder brother, Zhang Daxiao, was polishing his weapons. Upon seeing Jiang Mu arrive, he quickly put down what he was doing, walked over, and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

Jiang Mu cut to the chase:

"I heard before that you two brothers are subordinates of the Third Hall Master, Wenhe, right?"

Zhang Daxiao paused for a moment, then nodded bitterly: "Yes."

Jiang Mu continued to ask:

"I remember a while ago, Wenhe was in charge of investigating a monster case at Dragon Head Mountain, and you were among those involved. How's the case going? Has the monster been caught?"

Zhang Daxiao didn't understand why Jiang Mu was asking these questions, but he still answered truthfully:

"Reporting to you, sir, we didn't catch it. We searched the mountains for several days but couldn't find the monster's lair. We later concluded that it was a wandering monster, and it has probably already escaped."

"Xu Fu said that the demon was classified as a second-tier monster, right?"

"Exactly. Judging from the traces at the scene and the remaining demonic aura, it's most likely a weasel demon. These kinds of demons are extremely cunning and indeed very difficult to catch."

Steady!

Jiang Mu was certain in her heart.

Since they haven't caught it, it means the "goods" are still there.

This is a great opportunity to recharge Daddy!

He took a deep breath, a glint of excitement in his eyes: "Get ready, we're going on a mission."

"Task?"

Zhang Daxiao was stunned. "Was this issued by the Chief Supervisor?"

Zhang Xiao Kui, who was practicing his swordplay, stopped, stuck the sword in the ground, walked over with a smirk, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"What other serious tasks could there be? It's nothing more than going to some village to help the county government collect taxes, or helping some rich family move things, or looking for lost cats and dogs."

Jiang Mu said, "Go to Dragon Head Mountain and find that weasel demon."

The two brothers were stunned at the same time.

Before they could ask any further questions, Jiang Mu had already gone to the signing room to prepare to draft the official document for reporting the operation.

The matter can be handled first, and the procedures can be completed later.

Watching Jiang Mu's retreating figure, Zhang Xiaokui's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself:

"Is this guy bored out of his mind? We already said that bastard ran away a long time ago, why waste his energy going back? I think he's just looking for trouble and making fun of us!"

Zhang Daxiao was also confused about the situation, so he patted his younger brother on the shoulder:

"Alright, enough said. Since the lord has assigned us a task, we'll do as he says. If we can find any clues about that monster, it will be a great achievement."

"Tch, what a load of crap. Go ahead and do it yourself. I'm too lazy to waste my time with this spoiled brat's madness."

Despite saying that, Zhang Xiaokui still cursed as he picked up the knife from the ground and turned to put on his clothes.

After taking a few steps, he turned back to his elder brother and said:

"Brother, I've made up my mind. Tomorrow I'll ask my superiors for permission to leave this godforsaken place."

Zhang Daxiao frowned: "How about—"

"Don't try to persuade me, bro!"

Zhang Xiaokui coldly replied, "I'm putting this out there: even if I die out there and achieve nothing in this life, I will never stay here another day!"