Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

By the end, Li Deshang's voice was as cold as the bitter winter wind.

He had long suspected that the 'Mountain City' elites were in cahoots with the Chen Residence, sharpening his knife for revenge. Yet, for the sake of some dignity, the final shred of decency, Li Deshang waited for these people to 'come and apologize'.

But looking at it now?

No need.

They had already come to kill him.

If not for his brother Mu Bai's desperate rescue, he would have been done for.

At this point, to continue waiting would truly be waiting for death.

Li Deshang would not do that.

If he did, he could never have become the steward of the 'Mountain City'.

With a grim face, Li Deshang walked out of the 'Drunken Fairy Tower'.

He returned to the yamen.

He needed to meet those 'Mountain City' elites.

Then, to squeeze oil out of them.

Not for him.

For his brother Mu Bai.

Irreversible damage had already occurred, what remained was how to compensate, to minimize the damage.

The most direct way was to seek medicine from the Northern Li Family.

Not the 'Tiger Blood Strong Yuan Powder', nor the 'Nourishing Essence Pill'.

But the truly top-notch Secret Medicine.

Only such 'Secret Medicine' could compensate to the extent of restoring the source.

Of course, these elites would not be honest.

But...

Did they really think Li Deshang wouldn't kill?

The mere fact of colluding with the 'Transmigration Cult' was enough.

If they gave, he would leave a line.

If not, he... would confiscate their property and exterminate their families!

The people inside 'Drunken Fairy Tower' watched as Li Deshang left with a murderous air, causing the chubby proprietor to shrink his neck involuntarily.

"This is going to cause trouble!"

Saying this, he immediately began directing the staff to help maintain order with the remaining soldiers.

No matter what, he had to survive in 'Mountain City'.

As for more than that?

He couldn't think of it at the time.

Most of the other guests inside the 'Drunken Fairy Tower' were the same.

They couldn't see these things clearly, only thinking of staying alive.

The few who had seen clearly also pretended not to see, blending in with the majority.

Living in harmony with the world.

This was the only way to survive in this world.

What is most important for a person?

Health? Freedom? Love?

The answer is, living.

Only by living can there be health, freedom, and love.

Death.

Everything becomes void.

Yet some will always exploit this.

For instance: the 'Transmigration Cult'.

Not valuing this life, only seeking happiness in the afterlife.

Li Bin, as a member of the 'Transmigration Cult', sneered at such teachings in his heart when he saw them.

Afterlife?

Next life?

Would he even be him at that time?

Therefore, he valued this life more.

And it was precisely because of this that he became the chief pontiff responsible for the cult affairs in 'Edge State'.

This time the cult decided to start an uprising in 'Edge State. Mountain City', he was extremely reluctant in his heart, but he responded positively on the surface and made proper arrangements.

Because, Li Bin knew very well, everything he had now depended on the 'Transmigration Cult'.

Even if he knew what was going on, he wouldn't disobey.

Of course, a fallback plan must be in place.

Especially since such uprisings would certainly bring Divine Envoys.

Even if he did not believe, Li Bin understood the power of the Divine Envoys.

In the face of such power, his so-called chief pontiff title was worth nothing.

Therefore, the now middle-aged Li Bin was humbly standing in front of a young man.

Li Bin's complexion was dark, filled with wrinkles; his clothes looked very plain, with a few patches on the corners. Furthermore, he had a humble and servile attitude, completely like a poor person from the countryside.

Yet the other party's hands were strong and bony, especially the thick forearms, with high temples bulging, breathing like a bellows being pulled, steady and powerful.

With each breath, a small indentation appeared on the back of the hand.

Then it spread towards the forearm, slowly disappearing.

This scene was very bizarre.

But the young man in front of him seemed not to notice.

In a blood-red robe, with a handsome face and clean hands, he carefully filed his already neat nails, his eyes devoid of focus, as if not looking at anything at all.

Li Bin cautiously observed this Divine Envoy.

A faint tinge of blue occasionally appeared on his handsome face.

Seeing this blue tinge, Li Bin immediately lowered his head.

He was envious yet jealous.

Even though he had reached the 'Skin Training' level of a martial artist by relying on the resources of the 'Transmigration Cult', he was still covetous of this truly 'bizarre technique'.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get access to it.

That was a secret technique only available at the main headquarters.

And he didn't even know where the main headquarters was, even though he was a major steward of the 'Border Region'.

The location of the main headquarters was only known by the 'Divine Envoys'.

And each 'Divine Envoy' was impossible to inform these major stewards.

After all, their statuses were different.

These major stewards seemed to have a position, sounding dignified as they were responsible for the teachings of a state or region, but frankly, they were just stewards under the door, and the kind from the outermost gate.

Li Bin was well aware of this.

He had properly positioned himself.

He had already achieved his initial goal by utilizing the 'Transmigration Cult'.

Otherwise, how could someone like him, a great thief, have acquired so many resources and broken through 'Bone Tempering' in such a short period to reach the 'Skin Training' level?

Phew!

A breath sound came from the room.

The blue tinge on the young man's blood-red long shirt face suddenly intensified, appearing as if he was severely poisoned, with a faint chill emanating, making him look like a dead person.

But in the next moment, the blue tinge dissipated.

The young man's face immediately became rosy and he opened his eyes.

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method?"

"Interesting!"

The young man said softly.

Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method?

What was that?

Li Bin was puzzled in his heart but did not ask.

After the initial contact, he knew very well how to deal with these 'Divine Envoys'.

Don't ask what shouldn't be asked.

Try to remain silent.

Therefore, even though he was puzzled, Li Bin still remained silent.

"Ma San and the others are dead."

The young man continued to speak.

"What?"

Li Bin was taken aback.

Ma San was his most capable subordinate, not only skilled in martial arts but also meticulous, always accomplishing tasks with two disciples without failing once.

Not to mention, this time he even brought ten musketeers.

With such strength, no one inside the 'Mountain City' should be able to stop them.

"A person named Mu Bai killed them."

"Do you have any impression of this person?"

The young man inquired.

"Mu Bai came from the mountains, then fought through the 'Martial Arts Street' and obtained the qualification to open a martial arts school, followed by being invited by Li Deshang yesterday, helping him to avoid a disaster."

"Aside from this..."

"I don't have any other impression."

"Divine Envoy, does he have anything unusual?"

Li Bin bowed and asked cautiously.

"A lucky fellow."

"He must have encountered some destiny in the wilderness, acquiring a secret technique that boosts potential and consumes life."

"Unfortunately... he won't live much longer."

The young man said, lightly knocking on the table, suddenly revealing a grim smile, and spoke word by word: "Now you have someone go to Martial Arts Street to inform our informant, at the martial arts tournament on Martial Arts Street in two days, I want Mu Bai to be beaten to death on the arena!"

"Also, announce a reward: whoever can cut off one of Mu Bai's arms within two days, will be awarded 100 Silver Coins, and 200 Silver Coins for a leg, but he must be kept alive and absolutely cannot die."

"Understood!"

Li Bin bowed and replied.

But a layer of cold sweat emerged from his back.

He, as a great thief, was already ruthless enough, but these 'Divine Envoys' from the main headquarters were even more sinister.

Mu Bai must have used a secret technique that boosts potential and consumes life to kill Ma San and the others.

However, at this moment Mu Bai must be extremely weak.

Once a reward is announced, it's like being meat on the chopping board, left at people's mercy.

Yet this 'Divine Envoy' does not demand the opponent's death but wants his limbs crippled, and then have the crippled Mu Bai on the arena.

To kill and shock!

Li Bin silently pondered in his heart.

But he dared not disobey.

And would not disobey.

After all, Mu Bai had killed his capable subordinate, and he hopefully wished the opponent could be even more miserable.

Thinking of this, Li Bin turned and raised his hand to open the door.

Cre-eek.

The door opened.

A burly man wearing an ice hockey mask suddenly appeared outside the door, with a short blade in hand, gleaming with a chilling light.

"You..."