This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

"So that's how it is. I never imagined there were so many hidden stories. Condolences, Master Wu!" the crowd comforted.

"Thank you all. Qin Ming has been executed, and my wife and daughters can finally rest in peace. This matter is now considered closed." Wu Dang forced a smile.

"So, what are your plans for the future, Master Wu?" Old Wang asked.

"Qin Ming used to be just an ordinary martial artist, but suddenly he turned into a demon. There must be something fishy about this. Moreover, there should be more than one person like him. I want to find out the truth."

Wu Dang gently stroked the long sword in his hand, his tone calm, but everyone could sense the killing intent in it.

Old Wang nodded, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said to the traveling merchants:

"Brothers, we have lost two brothers this time. Should we continue forward or turn back?"

Zhou Quan was timid to begin with, and this was his first trip, so he really wanted to go back. But he knew very well that his words didn't carry much weight, so he could only watch helplessly as everyone else made their decisions.

"In my opinion, our trip has not gone well. Why don't we go back and regroup before continuing?"

"No, Fugui and Qiangzi have both perished here. If we return empty-handed, how can we face their families?"

"But it's better than losing your life!"

"Bullshit! They say that those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune. We survived encountering monsters, which means it's time for us to make a fortune!"

"There's some truth to that."

"Ah, Yongning City, it's not peaceful at all, it's practically never peaceful. There's never a break in the fighting. What if we run into bandits..."

"You jinx! If there's no war, who will we sell these goods to?"

The crowd was indeed unwilling to accept this. Human nature is greedy; one moment they were worried about life and death, and the next they were thinking about money.

"You're going to Yongning City?" Wu Dang asked, somewhat surprised.

"Oh right, wait, I almost forgot, Master Wu is from Yongning City!" Old Wang suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Very well, I'll take Qin Ming's head back to pay respects to my family this time, so perhaps we can travel together."

"That's wonderful! If Master Wu comes along, he will surely keep us safe!"

Zhou Quan's face lit up with joy, thinking that this trip was a sure thing. Hero Wu was highly skilled in martial arts and could easily handle ordinary bandits. He was completely unaware that Old Wang was frantically giving him meaningful glances from the side.

"Then..."

"Then we won't trouble you, Master Wu. We can go there ourselves."

Wu Dang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"It was Wu who was careless; he almost forgot that he's currently wanted by the police!"

Old Wang cupped his hands in a slightly embarrassed gesture:

"Please forgive us, Master Wu, we appreciate your kindness."

Then, Lao Wang and the others cremated Zhang Fugui and Qiangzi's bodies, and handed the ashes to Zhou Quan to carry. Early the next morning, the group headed towards Yongning City.

Wu Dang spent half a day recuperating in the temple. Although his wounds had not fully healed, they were no longer a major concern.

He stood up, gently drew his sword, and then swung it forcefully, unleashing a burst of sword energy that severed Qin Ming's head.

……

After leaving the mountain god temple, Zheng Zhuang quickly returned to the oxcart.

Qin Qianqian, who was waiting to the side, immediately said with delight:

"Senior, you're finally back!"

Zheng Zhuang nodded, then asked in confusion:

"Have I been gone for a long time?"

Qin Qianqian suddenly became a little awkward:

"No... I wasn't gone for long. What did you go there for, senior?"

Zheng Zhuang gave Qin Qianqian a strange look, then smiled:

"I'm here to...do serious business! Do you know of a cultivation method that can turn a person into a demon?"

Qin Qianqian was slightly taken aback, and after thinking for a moment, she said:

"This junior has never heard of such a cultivation method. Could it be that the person was possessed by a demon?"

Zheng Zhuang shook his head:

"No, that person was originally a mortal, but for some reason he was able to transform into a demon and even wield demonic power."

Qin Qianqian still didn't believe it: "How is this possible? The demonic power is so violent, how could a mere mortal control it?"

Zheng Zhuang also found it strange when he killed Qin Ming. The demonic power in Qin Ming's body was more peaceful than that of ordinary demonic power, as if it had been tamed.

However, Zheng Zhuang only found it novel and did not take it to heart. He could kill a monster of this level with a single sword strike.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuang pulled out his notebook, summarized the process of showing off in the mountain god temple, and then wrote down his thoughts and feelings.

"set off!"

Niu Daben responded immediately and headed towards Quliang City.

Although it was night, the darkness had almost no effect on cultivators and demons.

They encountered no further troubles along the way, and arrived at the gates of Quliang City just as dawn was breaking.

The unique design of the oxcart attracted many people to stop and watch. Oxen pulling carts are not uncommon, but using oxen to pull such a luxurious cart is truly unique.

Zheng Zhuang and Qin Qianqian in the carriage had changed their clothes. Zheng Zhuang was holding a folding fan and dressed like a scholar, while Qin Qianqian took the initiative to play the role of a maid.

She had lived within the Qingtian Sect since childhood and rarely ventured into the mortal world, finding it quite novel.

So although she was supposed to be a guide for Zhengzhuang, she actually only had a superficial understanding of many places herself.

Upon entering the city gate, Zheng Zhuang looked at the antique buildings around him and the crowds coming and going on the street, and felt as if he had been transported to another world.

"Young master, where are we going now?"

The two agreed that in public, Zheng Zhuang should be addressed as "Young Master," and that no one should overstep their bounds.

Of course, the latter point was added at Zheng Zhuang's strong insistence.

"I heard there's a restaurant nearby with fresh ingredients and unique flavors. Shall we go try it?"

"Yes... young master!"

As soon as Qin Qianqian finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that night in Huangniu Village and felt a sense of foreboding.

With this senior's appetite, his wallet is in grave danger!

As soon as the oxcart arrived, a sharp-eyed waiter immediately came out to greet it.

"Please come in, young master! Your timing is perfect. A private room upstairs has just become available. I'll take you up there right away."

Zheng Zhuang nodded, feeling helpless. With his looks and demeanor, he always stood out from the crowd wherever he went.

Little did he know that the waiter was only so enthusiastic because he saw that the jade pendant at his waist was of superior quality and not an ordinary item.

As for this jade pendant, it came from Qin Qianqian and is said to be a token of the Qingtian Sect.

In the TV shows Zheng Zhuang had seen before, those talented scholars and literati liked to wear a jade pendant on their waist, so he didn't care about the origin of the jade pendant and just hung it on.

I must say, hanging this jade pendant immediately made things feel much more harmonious.

Stepping into the elegant room, you'll find it small but clean and serene, truly deserving of the name "elegant."

Zheng Zhuang didn't even look at the menu, and directly gave the order:

"One of everything you have!"

The waiter paused slightly, then asked uncertainly, "All of them?"

"Yes, all!"

"Alright! Please have a seat, sir!"

After the waiter left happily, Qin Qianqian looked troubled and couldn't help but say:

"Young master, since this is our first time here, we don't need to order everything. How about we order a few dishes to try first?"

Zheng Zhuang laughed heartily: "Since this is our first time here, and we don't know which dishes are delicious, of course we have to try them one by one!"

Qin Qianqian smiled too, but her smile was somewhat shy:

"Well... what you say makes sense, young master, but the silver in my purse might not be enough..."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zhuang's smile gradually became unnatural...