The Legend of the Demon Hunter

Seven days later.

Xiao Zhu and Xiao Ya landed at the gate of a huge city. The gate was wide open, with three characters written on it in a flamboyant style: Yuanwu City. Seeing this city, Xiao Ya was as excited as a child, or rather, she was a child who had not grown up yet, full of curiosity about everything.

To be honest, the journey these days was indeed a bit boring. Xiao Zhu naturally couldn't fly with Xiaoya like he did with Xia Shi, so his wings were basically useless. However, with his current strength, he could fly with any magic weapon, but the consumption of spiritual power was several times greater than flying with wings. Although his spiritual power was much more abundant than that of ordinary hunting spirits, it was still a bit strenuous to fly for a long time with Xiaoya, so after flying for a day, he had to land on the ground to rest for a night and wait for his spiritual power to recover before continuing on his journey. So they stopped and walked along the way, and it took them seven days to reach Yuanwu City.

Entering Yuanwu City is a wide avenue, and right in front of the avenue is a huge circular building of unknown purpose.

"Brother Zhu, look, look!" Xiaoya said, pointing to a conspicuous building on the left.

Xiao Zhu followed the direction Xiaoya pointed and saw a huge sculpture of a woman. The sculpture was dozens of meters high and stood on the east side of Yuanwu City. It was much taller than ordinary houses, so those who entered the city could see it.

"Could that be?" Xiao Zhu guessed in his heart.

Just then, Xiaoya interrupted his thoughts and said loudly: "And over there, look!"

Xiao Zhu turned his head and looked to the west. There was also a sculpture there. Its size was similar to the sculpture of the woman just now, but this sculpture was a middle-aged man holding a bow and arrow. On the side of this middle-aged man, there was a row of large characters written: "The Demon Hunter's Heroic Spirit is Immortal."

Xiao Zhu was very familiar with this sculpture and this line of words. It was the symbol of the Demon Hunter Association. When he was in Novan City, he learned that the Demon Hunter Association had four major branches, named after the four sacred beasts according to their locations. Novan City was located in the west, so it was named the White Tiger Branch. Could it be that this association in Yuanwu City was the Xuanwu Branch in the north?

Xiao Zhu looked at the statue of the woman on the east side of the city again. The statue of this woman was very similar to the statue of the saint in his storage jade bracelet. Perhaps it was the location of the legendary Red Lotus Sect?

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhu already had a plan for the next action in his mind. He said to Xiaoya who was running around: "Xiaoya, follow me this way." After saying this, Xiao Zhu walked towards the west side of the city. Xiaoya jogged to catch up with Xiao Zhu, and the two walked straight towards the direction of the Demon Hunter Association.

Walking into the lobby of the Demon Hunter Association, Xiao Zhu did not expect that it was in a dilapidated state. There was no one in the lobby, and things were in a mess, as if they had not been cleaned up for a long time. This scene was in stark contrast to the White Tiger Branch of the Demon Hunter Association in Novan City, which was crowded with people back then.

"Is anyone there?" Xiao Zhu asked tentatively as he walked in.

His words and footsteps echoed in the hall, but no one answered. Xiao Zhu was puzzled. Could it be that this Demon Hunter Association had been abandoned?

Xiao Zhu and Xiao Ya continued to walk forward, through the hall and to the backyard. In such a large and empty place, Xiao Ya felt uneasy. She held onto the corner of Xiao Zhu's clothes tightly and followed Xiao Zhu closely.

"Is anyone there?" Xiao Zhu continued to shout.

"Hey! I told you not to come back after you leave, why don't you listen?" An old voice came from the inner hall in the distance. Then, an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties opened the door and walked out. He had his hands behind his back and looked rather listless. When he saw the two unfamiliar faces of Xiao Zhu and Xiao Ya, a look of vigilance appeared on his face and he said, "Who are you? Get out of here right now!"

Xiao Zhu felt strange the moment he entered this place, and the behavior of this old man who seemed to be the manager of the Demon Hunter Association made him even more strange - shouldn't the Demon Hunter Association recruit talents? Think about Wan Yixing in Novan City back then, he was eager to recruit talents and offered him an olive branch many times. Although this old man didn't know them, it didn't make sense to directly order them to leave. And the sentence he just said, "Don't come back if you leave", made Xiao Zhu even more confused.

"Senior, I am a platinum member of the Demon Hunter Association. This is my medal." Xiao Zhu showed his platinum medal to show that he was not an enemy.

Seeing the medal Xiao Zhu showed, the old man finally let down his guard, but a look of surprise quickly emerged on his face, and he asked in confusion: "Huh? You are actually a spirit hunter?"

When Xiao Zhu came here, he did not use the breath-holding technique to hide his strength, so he was not surprised that the other party could sense his condition through the fluctuation of spiritual power in his body. But what puzzled Xiao Zhu was that the old man's strength was no less than his, but there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the old man. Although demon hunters can use the breath-holding technique to actively hide their strength, even demon hunters at the hunter king level cannot control their spiritual power so accurately that not even a trace of it is released.

Therefore, there is only one reason that can explain this: this old man is just an ordinary person without any spiritual power.

How could an ordinary person be able to judge his own exact strength in an instant? This made Xiao Zhu even more confused.

"Senior, is this the Xuanwu branch of the Demon Hunter Association?" Xiao Zhu asked respectfully. Xiao Zhu did not dare to be careless with this old man.

"That's right! Since you know about the Xuanwu branch, you must be a core member of the Demon Hunter Association. I have never seen you before. Where are you from?" The old man looked at Xiao Zhu and asked. After saying this, he turned over Xiao Zhu's Demon Hunter Association badge and saw the white tiger pattern on the back.

"Are you from the White Tiger Branch?" the old man asked.

"Senior, you guessed right. I am from the White Tiger branch in Nuowan City." Xiao Zhu answered truthfully.

"So it's the White Tiger Branch. How is President Situ now?" the old man paused.

"President Situ?" Xiao Zhu was slightly startled when he heard this title, but after a moment he remembered that Wan Yixing had mentioned that the previous president was Situ Hongyi's father, Wan Yixing's father-in-law, named Situ Xin. This old man must have not had contact with that place for many years, and he didn't know that a new president, Wan Yixing, had already been appointed.

"Senior, President Situ resigned from the position of president many years ago. The White Tiger branch is now managed by President Wan Yixing." Xiao Zhu explained.

Hearing this, the old man did not show much surprise. Instead, he was stunned for a moment and shook his head. His tone seemed to be talking to himself: "The White Tiger Branch has produced so many talented people. We are so lucky! Unlike our Xuanwu Branch, which has no successors. I am afraid that in the future, even this branch will cease to exist."

"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Xiao Zhu looked at the old man in disbelief.