My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

"Shameless thing, get in here."

But at that moment, a loud shout suddenly came from inside the house.

With this shout, Wang Yue channeled all his spiritual energy, not only startling away the nearby birds but also drawing frequent glances from the neighbors passing by.

At the same time, Cui Ying's maternal grandmother walked out of the courtyard like the wind.

Without even glancing at Wang Xuan and Luo Ming, whose eyes were filled with fear, she took Cui Ying's hand with a kind smile and said cheerfully:

“We two old folks were asleep in the backyard and didn’t hear you calling us. Don’t go to all that trouble next time. As long as your maternal grandfather is still alive, this is your home. Just come in, no one will stop you.”

Cui Ying shook her head, stopped in her tracks, and said, "Grandmother, I hunted a few wild boar spirits in the Phoenix Mountains today and came here specifically to bring you and Grandfather some meat. My mother is waiting for me to come back for dinner."

“Since your mother is waiting for you, then your maternal grandmother will not keep you.”

Grandmother paused, looked at Cui Ying a few more times with some reluctance, and then let go of Cui Ying's hand and said, "Wait for Grandmother in the yard first. Grandmother will be out soon."

After saying that, she turned around and slapped Wang Xuan and Luo Ming, who were still a little dazed.

Cui Ying's grandmother, Meng Tingjun, was a genuine mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, and in her youth, she was a ruthless killer who didn't blink an eye.

Despite having cultivated his character for thirty years after losing his son, Cui Ying's eyes still flickered slightly when he became angry.

But Cui Ying could also tell that her maternal grandmother, Meng Tingjun, had shown her some leniency.

Nevertheless, this slap was delivered with full magical power, causing the two to stumble and fall to the ground before the voice was lowered and a reprimand was given:

"You disgraceful thing, get inside right now!"

After the two men stood up, their faces pale and blood trickling from their mouths, Meng Tingjun turned and went back into the courtyard.

After hesitating for a moment, Cui Ying still chose to enter the Wang family's courtyard and wait quietly.

About fifteen minutes later, my maternal grandmother, Meng Tingjun, came out, leaning on her cane and swaying unsteadily.

Upon seeing this, Cui Ying quickly ran over to help her up.

I could sense that her magical power was greatly depleted, and her energy and spirit were also worse.

"Wow, you're so thoughtful!"

Zeng Tingjun touched Cui Ying's cheek with her old, withered hand, and quickly stuffed a pink cloth bag embroidered with hibiscus flowers into Cui Ying's arms:

“Building a new house must cost a lot of spirit stones. Take these things back to your mother and tell her that we two old folks should have given them to her a long time ago.”

Cui Ying wanted to refuse, but Meng Tingjun grabbed her hand and said with a smile:

"Do you want to leave all our things to those two bastards after we two old folks pass away? If that's the case, Grandmother would rather destroy them."

Cui Ying hesitated for a moment, then didn't rush to make a decision for her mother.

She took the cloth bag and put it into her storage bag: "Grandmother, I'll give the things to my mother when I get back."

"Okay, okay~ You're a good child, you're a good child."

Seeing Cui Ying nod, Meng Tingjun also nodded and smiled repeatedly, but as she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.

"Grandma, I'll go back for dinner now. Please take good care of yourselves, Grandpa and Grandma."

After Cui Ying left the Wang family's courtyard, she curiously examined the cloth bag and discovered that it was not an ordinary cloth bag, but a storage bag with three feet of space.

It contained over a thousand spirit stones, but not all of them were spirit stones; there were also several bottles of Qi-refining pills and a long whip magic weapon made from the sinews and bones of a Crimson Python.

Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual energy, it was clearly a mid-grade first-rank magic weapon.

Looking at these things, Cui Ying felt an itch in her heart, an inexplicable swelling.

These spirit stones and pills were probably saved up by the Wang family elders in their early years, and some were likely prepared as dowry or betrothal gifts for their daughter Wang Rong when she married.

Cui Ying shook her head, packed her things, and prepared to go home to give them to her mother.

"Sister Cui Ying, I heard you hunted a lot of wild boar spirits in the Phoenix Mountains?"

Just as she was not far from home, someone suddenly called out to her from behind.

The man was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a gray-blue outfit, with a string of white demonic beast bones around his dark neck.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, it's you!"

Cui Ying stopped in her tracks, a perfectly timed smile playing on her lips, and asked, "Is there something you need from me?"

If being a demon hunter is a profession, then her father Cui Zhengming's previous demon hunting team was just child's play.

In Shuangling Village, there are also legitimate demon hunters, such as the young man in front of them, whose family has made a living by hunting demons for generations.

"I hear you've been making quite a splash lately. Not only did you kill the Gale Tiger, but you also bought Phoenix Creek Ridge, leveled it, and built a new house there. Today, you even brought back a few wild boar demons from the Phoenix Mountains for the rogue cultivators who helped you to eat."

Xue Changye took a few steps toward Cui Ying, looked at the girl's bright face, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and continued:

"I came here today because I wanted you and me to go on a trip into the Phoenix Mountains tomorrow. Would you like to come?"

The Xue family had been demon hunters for generations, and Xue's father was a demon hunter at the seventh level of Qi Refining, enjoying a great reputation in several nearby villages.

Although Xue Changye was not as renowned as his father, his cultivation at the fifth level of Qi Refining was not to be underestimated.

His invitation to Cui Ying today clearly indicates that Cui Ying's recent actions have attracted the attention of the village's true masters.

Cui Ying raised an eyebrow, about to speak, when Zhu Chaoyun, who had been watching from the side for a while, rushed over, taking two steps at a time, and whispered to Cui Ying with winks:

"Sister Cui Ying, what are you still standing there for? With Senior Master Xue leading us, we can hunt whatever we want in the Phoenix Mountains, right?"

Master Xue is Xue Changye's father. He is not only a master at hunting demons, but also one of the top experts in their Shuangling Village.

On the night twenty years ago when the bandits attacked the village, he fought his way in and out of the bandits' ranks seven times with just a sword, and finally beheaded the bandit leader with a single blow.

Since that night, Shuangling Village has not been invaded by any thieves for a long time.

The Gongsun family sent people to try and recruit Master Xue, but he politely declined, citing his dislike of the rigid rules and regulations of aristocratic families.

But Master Xue's reputation has been passed down to this day; he can even stop children from crying at night!

Like Cui Ying and Zhu Chaoyun, they also grew up listening to stories of Master Xue's fierce killing of cultivators.

Cui Ying pushed aside Zhu Chaoyun, who was blocking her way, nodded to Xue Changye, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Xue, what time shall we depart tomorrow?"

"Hehe~"

Upon hearing this, Xue Changye immediately grinned and waved his hand dismissively:

"No, it'll be just you and me tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned his head to Zhu Chaoyun, whose smile had frozen on her face, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you should help Cui Ying's family build their new house tomorrow. When you come back tomorrow, you won't be shortchanged on your share."

"Ah~"

Zhu Chaoyun's smile completely vanished, and he said awkwardly, "Okay, alright, then Fellow Daoist Xue, you must take care of my sister Cui Ying."

Cui Ying frowned subconsciously, but ultimately remained silent.

She didn't know much about Xue Changye in her previous life, but he always preferred to be alone. Although she didn't know why he invited her this time, she knew that only by getting involved herself could she find out what he was up to.

After Xue Changye walked away, Cui Ying was about to say a few words of comfort to the dejected Zhu Chaoyun, but Zhu Chaoyun turned around and admonished her instead:

"Master Cui Ying, Xue Changye has a pretty good reputation outside. But we can't judge a book by its cover. I won't be by your side tomorrow, so you'd better be careful and protect yourself, okay?"

Cui Ying burst into laughter, and the darkness in her heart vanished instantly.

"Haha~ Haha~ Brother Chaoyun, you should worry more about how to improve your own cultivation!"

She rarely laughed so heartily, and she pulled Zhu Chaoyun towards home, saying as they walked:

"Come on, let's go back and share the best wild boar meat first."

"Oh dear~ I was just concerned about you, and you're making fun of me with my cultivation level!"

"Oh my, this is too much! We can't possibly eat all of this. We'll just take half of it. Remember to save the rest for me."