My Wife is A Sword God

The old man lying on the wicker chair heard this and sneered, “Though you say that, I think you just want to learn that White Mist technique from me.”

It’s a common courtesy not to expose the secrets one sees through. You’ve made it awkward by being so straightforward. Qin Feng cleared his throat, “I am indeed interested in the White Mist technique.”

“Ha, brat, don’t waste your efforts. I just said ‘if,’ not that the White Mist technique is really something I use. That day, things were chaotic in Jinyang City. I was scared, so I hid in the Listen To Rain Pavilion. I have no idea what happened outside,” the old man said, crossing his legs comfortably.

Qin Feng paused, “Senior, please don’t joke with me.”

“Do I look like I’m joking? Get me some wine, and maybe if I’m in a good mood, I might consider taking you as my disciple.” The old man seemed to be genuinely positioning himself as a teacher.

Qin Feng’s smile faded, and his hands stopped moving, “I feel I am on the verge of a breakthrough recently. I need to read more books.”

With that, he turned to enter the Listen To Rain Pavilion.

“Hmm? You’re not going to kowtow to me?” the old man asked.

Qin Feng’s face stiffened, “During this time, Junior plans to attempt a breakthrough to the eighth rank of the Bright Heart Realm. I will kowtow to you next time.”

While speaking, he glanced at the Drunken Immortal on the ground, intending to retrieve it, but ultimately decided not to.

A jar of wine worth several thousand taels of silver was given away like this, truly a pity. “Actually, I should have guessed earlier. Someone like the old man has no connection with those mysterious figures with immortal airs,” Qin Feng thought, sighing as he entered the Listen To Rain Pavilion.

On the other hand, the old man, without any anger or annoyance, lay leisurely on the wicker chair, a meaningful smile on his face. “It’s not the right time yet.”

As the sun set, Qin Feng walked back towards the Qin residence, lost in thought.

“Lately, the speed of accumulating Literature Qi has increased significantly. Not only did it fill the seventh level of the Divine Sea, but it also filled some of the eighth level. At this rate, the time to advance to the eighth rank of the Bright Heart Realm may come much sooner.”

“But why does the Dragon Vein’s land have such an effect? The so-called heavenly blessing mentioned by Master Si Zheng is probably somewhat illusory. Those big figures in the Imperial Capital Heavenly City must know the real reason; otherwise, they wouldn’t attach so much importance to the Dragon Vein’s land.”

Back at the Qin residence, it was dinner time.

After bidding farewell to Lan Ningshaung, Qin Feng entered the main hall.

At a glance, he saw two figures wearing blue demon-slaying robes.

Sitting on the left was the slim and smiling Yang He.

On the right was the sturdy and reticent Zhang Tiannan.

At this moment, they were holding bowls of food and enjoying the hot pot.

Father, second mother, and second brother stared blankly, looking somewhat awkward.

“Feng’er, you finally came back. These two…” Second mother hesitated.

Yang He turned his head and greeted, “Brother Qin is back? Hurry, hurry, this hot pot is delicious. If you had come later, you might have missed it.”

He stood up and welcomed Qin Feng, who was somewhat bewildered, to his seat.

Qing’er on the side quickly served rice and set the table.

Qin Feng, who hadn’t come back to his senses, stood there blankly.

Seeing this, Yang He urged, “Brother Qin, eat. Why be polite with me?”

“This is my home! How come you two are here?!” Qin Feng widened his eyes and asked loudly.

Second brother looked strange, “Big brother, just before dinner, these two came to the Qin residence, saying they were your old acquaintances with good news to tell you.”

“We originally intended for them to stay in the guest room, waiting for your return. However, they said they came in a hurry and haven’t had a meal yet.”

The rest of the words, Second Brother didn’t say. However, the current situation speaks louder than a thousand words.

“You two are really not polite?” Qin Feng laughed in exasperation.

“We are brothers who have experienced life and death together. Do we still need to care about these formalities? Hoo, hoo,” Yang He said while continuing to eat with chopsticks without stopping.

He kept a close eye on Zhang Tiannan, afraid that he might lose out if he acted slowly.

Following his gaze, Qin Feng glanced at Zhang Tiannan and was about to ask when he thought of something.

Instead, he turned to Yang He, “Don’t just focus on eating. What brings you two to find me?”

“Of course, it’s good news, Brother Qin. Take a look at what this is!” Yang He smoothly took out a letter and a token from his pocket and placed them on the table.

The Qin family and others looked at it. The letter was sealed, and its content couldn’t be seen, but the token was very conspicuous.

Made of green jade, it was engraved with a star.

Clearly, it was a one-star token from the Demon Slayer Department!

“What does this mean?” Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, feeling a slight unease.

“Brother Qin, under the orders of the Commander of the Southern Domain Department, we specially came to invite you to join the Demon Slayer Department!” Yang He said, smiling.

Qin Feng was stunned at the words.

He wasn’t too surprised by the invitation from the Demon Slayer Department. After all, in Qiyuan City, Chief Zhou and Governor Li had fought over him.

However, he never expected that this time it would be under the command of the Lord of the Southern Domain Department?

Who was the Lord of the Southern Domain Department?

A figure known as the Southern Heavenly Dragon, elusive and mysterious.

Why would such a person want to include him in the Demon Slayer Department? No, the crucial question was, he had never had any interaction with him.

“Could it be that Lord Zhou of Qiyuan City recommended me to him?” Qin Feng could only think of this possibility.

But the key issue was, Qin Feng didn’t want to join the Demon Slayer Department. After all, the Department’s duty was to slay demons and monsters, guarding the peace of the region, and often dealing with dangers.

As a scholar practicing the Literature Saint Dao Lineage, he probably wouldn’t even know how he would die if he encountered powerful supernatural beings.

Entering the Demon Slayer Department meant half a lifetime at death’s door, a well-known saying among the people of The Great Qian Dynasty. Considering this, Qin Feng’s face darkened, and he looked at his family.

“Feng’er (Big Brother).” Second Sister looked worried, and Second Brother hesitated.

Father, contrary to his usual self, furrowed his brows, seemingly recalling something, and sighed deeply.

Yang He and the others sensed Qin Feng’s thoughts, and their movements stopped.

They came here with a formidable task — to bring the other party into the Demon Slayer Department!

If they fail, what would Lord Zhou do to them upon their return? Just the thought of it sends shivers down one’s spine.

The two exchanged glances, both with a serious expression in their eyes.

Something must be said. First trick him into the Demon Slaying Department. Yang He squinted his eyes and exhaled.

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