Demon hunter’s Cooking Manual
Chapter 1304 - 39 Prelude. Slow!_2

After completing all this, Jason overturned the kerosene lamp.

However, when igniting it, Jason hesitated slightly and picked up the broad beans, dried tofu, and wine on the table, carrying them in one hand.

Although frozen, food is still food.

Food is not at fault.

It shouldn't just be burned like this.

Whoosh!

Jason leapt out through the window, flames rising behind him.

The wooden furniture soaked in kerosene was the first to ignite, followed by the entire house and the corpse.

By the time Jason left the Northern City, the roof of the house was completely ablaze.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

The neighbors shouted loudly, spontaneously organizing firefighting efforts.

Soon, a young man appeared pushing a simple fire truck.

"Xu Brother is here! Xu Brother is here!"

"Here! Here!"

"Quick, put out the fire!"

The people saw this figure and shouted continuously.

The young man rushed toward the fire scene.

The fire was quickly brought under control.

But the discovery of the corpse inside the house caused a shocked gasp, making the young man frown.

"Why is this happening so often lately?"

Xu Brother murmured in confusion, but immediately began organizing the crowd to keep the neighbors from gathering.

His responsibility was only firefighting.

Cleanup wasn't his concern.

They had to wait for the authorities to arrive.

About ten minutes later, Jia Youcai appeared with a team of five constables.

They all arrived on horseback.

"What's the situation?"

Jia Youcai dismounted and asked.

"There's a casualty, a resident who rented here. He usually made a living by storytelling, but somehow, today he met this disaster."

Xu Brother responded clearly.

Jia Youcai nodded and strode into the house.

By now, the house had already been destroyed beyond recognition by the fire.

Qian Ju's corpse was nothing but charred remains.

'Did Mu Bai do this?'

Jia Youcai speculated as he examined the deceased's mouth and nose, finding no ashes, indicating the person had died before the fire.

The knife wound was clean.

It showed that before dying, the person had been decapitated, and the body had been cut open.

'This doesn't look like Mu Bai's handiwork... But how could it be such a coincidence? Mu Bai just left, and now someone dies here?'

Jia Youcai thought, his eyes becoming resolute.

No matter if this guy was behind the scenes or not, since it happened at this time, he had to help Mu Bai handle it.

"Someone wrap the body and bring it back to the authorities."

Jia Youcai ordered.

The constables reluctantly began to pack up the corpse.

At this moment, Jia Youcai went outside and said to the gathered neighbors loudly: "Upon investigation, this was an accident. The deceased accidentally overturned the oil lamp while drinking, causing this incident. We hope everyone will pay attention in the future."

"It was an accident?"

"I said it was an accident, Mountain City can't have incidents every few days."

"Right, I saw the old man go to the alley entrance to buy wine and broad beans, dried tofu before evening."

"I see."

The neighbors quickly accepted Jia Youcai's explanation.

Jia Youcai then mounted his horse and headed toward the authorities.

His earlier explanation was just random, but it turned out to be true.

'Good, saves me from needing to remind the shopkeeper.'

Thinking this, Jia Youcai urged his horse.

At the authorities' entrance, Jia Youcai dismounted and went directly to the hall.

Candlelight flickered, Li Deshang sat at the main seat, while Xu Dashan accompanied him.

"Sir, the person is dead."

Jia Youcai bowed and reported, recounting the entire event.

Xu Dashan listened, sweat starting to form on his forehead.

A martial artist akin to 'Skin Training' is worthy of respect.

But a martial artist akin to 'Skin Training' yet violating rules is terrifying.

'Your selection method is good.'

'But you chose the wrong target.'

The old owner of Red Fragrance Alley couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

He was filled with endless emotions.

At the same time, this veteran businessman of several decades immediately raised the level of attention he held in his heart towards Mu Bai by several ranks.

Such a figure could only be treated with respect, not with negligence.

"Hmm."

Li Deshang nodded, then looked at Xu Dashan.

The look in his eyes was self-explanatory.

Xu Dashan quickly cupped his hands, indicating that he knew nothing and saw nothing.

This kind of cooperation brought a faint smile to Li Deshang's somewhat pale face.

"Manager Xu, I'm still very curious about the 'Transmigration Cult'. Can you tell me more about it?"

Li Deshang inquired.

The official in charge of the "Mountain City" always felt that the affairs of the 'Transmigration Cult' were not simple.

It was as if a thorn was stuck in his heart, causing him a vague sense of unease.

But Xu Dashan did not think much and recounted in detail the information about the 'Transmigration Cult' that he had obtained through his own channels.

Jia Youcai listened respectfully on the side.

Although he could not fully comprehend, he couldn't help but be secretly alarmed by the influence of the 'Transmigration Cult'.

Apart from the 'Bianzhou', signs of the 'Transmigration Cult' had appeared more or less in the provinces of the Empire, albeit not as prominently as in 'Bianzhou', where they were rather minor disturbances.

However, Jia Youcai always felt that this wasn't all there was.

Meanwhile, Li Deshang's furrowed brow gradually eased, losing its initial solemnity.

After discussing for about half an hour, as Li Deshang picked up his teacup, Xu Dashan tactfully left.

When only Li Deshang and Jia Youcai were left in the hall, Li Deshang looked at his confidant, who appeared puzzled.

"Are you wondering why the Northern Capital isn't addressing this issue?"

Li Deshang asked.

"Indeed!"

"This 'Transmigration Cult' clearly has ulterior motives, having already taken over our city here. If they succeed, they will sweep across the world."

Jia Youcai nodded, and images of the storytellers' tales of 'dragons and serpents rising to contend for supremacy' flashed through his mind.

Hearing his confidant's words, Li Deshang chuckled with a silent laugh, simply watching Jia Youcai, whose gaze prompted Jia Youcai to scratch his head.

"My lord, did I say something wrong?"

Jia Youcai couldn't help but ask.

"Wrong."

"But not entirely."

Li Deshang replied with a soft laugh.

Jia Youcai became even more puzzled.

What does that mean?

He looked at Li Deshang, hoping for an answer.

Li Deshang did not conceal anything further and softly said, "If this were the previous dynasty, such a thing would naturally occur, but in the current dynasty, it's impossible."

"Why?"

Jia Youcai asked, bewildered.

"Because... of 'martial prowess'!"

"Because truly powerful martial artists can overturn mountains and seas! They can become a one-man army!"

"The founder of the Empire was such a person, and the ancestors of today's prominent officials were similar during that era, even the 'Northern Li Family' is no exception."

"They created everything in the Empire, and their martial arts techniques were 'inherited' as well."

"And others? Other forces?"

"They have no such inheritance."

"To give the simplest example, you've witnessed Brother Mu's strength; now imagine thousands of figures like Brother Mu, clad in double armor, wielding axes to charge the enemy. What would it look like? Even if the enemy has a hundred thousand troops, without true inheritance, they cannot become martial artists; ultimately, they are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly futile."

Li Deshang explained.

Jia Youcai thought for a moment and shuddered.

Seeing his confidant's expression, Li Deshang laughed.

"Therefore, the 'Transmigration Cult' will not succeed, as long as they continue to develop, it will attract the attention of the Central Province, and that will be the time of their demise!"

"Previously, I was most worried that the 'Transmigration Cult' aimed to take over the 'Bianzhou', rallying the people. Even if the Empire dispatched an army, the 'Bianzhou' would still face calamity."

"But now?"

"I'm not worried anymore."

"Since they have created such a grand situation, the 'Transmigration Cult' will perish within three months."

Li Deshang declared firmly.

At this moment, the official in charge of the "Mountain City" was filled with confidence.

Even though he already knew that the 'Transmigration Cult' had so-called Divine Envoys, it was the same.

In Li Deshang's eyes, the so-called Divine Envoys were merely slightly more formidable martial artists.

However, once the Empire's higher echelons took notice, what would such martial artists count for?

After all, the most formidable martial artists within the Empire were among those in the higher echelons.

And their numbers were not small.

Thinking of this, the official in charge of the "Mountain City" felt a weight lifted from his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the sky about to brighten, and thus rose to walk outside.

"Let's go, invite my brother Mu for breakfast."