Human Clan Defender
Chapter 93: The Vitality of Newcomers

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: The Vitality of Newcomers

Shen Changqing did not refuse.

His purpose for coming today was to see what clues Wanhua Building might hold.

If not for the Zhou Family massacre, there would be no hurry to uncover the truth behind Wanhua Building in such a short period.

But the Zhou Family had been wiped out.

That gave Shen Changqing an inexplicable sense of pressure.

The Demon Evil that took action was very strong, and although he didn’t believe it was at the Fiend Level, he couldn’t be completely certain.

Moreover, even if it wasn’t at the Fiend Level, it was still a formidable existence within the Resentment Level.

Relying on his own strength, Shen Changqing was not one hundred percent confident he could handle it.

Therefore, finding the Demon Evil behind Wanhua Building had become an urgent matter.

Not to mention anything else, simply harvesting Slaughter Value to enhance his strength was of utmost importance.

He didn’t doubt the intelligence capabilities of the Heavenly Inspection Guard, but as intelligence personnel, they had an obvious drawback—their methods were relatively covert. Covert meant safe, but it also signified slowness.

Shen Changqing didn’t want to wait any longer.

So he wanted to find out about the existence behind Wanhua Building in the most direct way possible.

As soon as he entered the private room, the noisy sounds of the hall were greatly muffled, giving the room an air of tranquility.

Looking around, the room’s decor was no different from that of an ordinary girl’s boudoir.

There was an incense burner on the table, emitting curling wisps of smoke that were soothing to the heart and mind.

"Please have a seat, Young Master Shen."

Yanyan pulled Shen Changqing to sit down, then shook a small bell on the table.

Before long, a maid entered the room carrying a tray, on which there was a pot of wine and several small dishes.

After placing down the items, the maid promptly exited, not uttering a single word throughout.

Once the maid retreated and the door closed again, Yanyan picked up some chopsticks and offered Shen Changqing a bite, "Young Master Shen, please try this. The cooking skills of Wanhua Building are unparalleled in Jincheng, second only to Tianyi Tower—no other place can compare."

Upon hearing this, Shen Changqing opened his mouth to taste it and nodded slightly.

"Indeed, it’s quite good."

Upon receiving praise, Yanyan poured another glass of wine and approached Shen Changqing closely.

"Young Master Shen, have a sip of wine."

"Miss Yanyan is kind," Shen Changqing wore a warm smile on his face, not declining her gesture.

And so, the two of them ate and drank, the atmosphere gradually growing more ambiguous.

Shen Changqing suddenly paused, a curious expression on his face.

"I find it quite strange, with Miss Yanyan’s qualifications, why choose to live in a place like Wanhua Building? I believe if you were to marry into a prominent family, there shouldn’t be any problems, right?"

"Young Master Shen jests."

The smile faded slightly from Yanyan’s face, and a look of sorrow appeared in her eyes.

"With my status, how could I possibly be eligible to enter the doors of a prominent family? Now, it is only in Wanhua Building that I can earn my keep and not starve on the streets.

You are not an ordinary person, Young Master Shen, so naturally, you can’t understand the hardships of us women from the lower ranks."

As she spoke, she wiped the corner of her eye with a handkerchief, presenting a pitiable look.

Seeing this, Shen Changqing ignored it and simply shook his head. "Actually, even marrying into a prominent family doesn’t necessarily mean happiness. The Zhou Family was exterminated today, and it indeed caused quite a stir.

Does Miss Yanyan know anything about the Zhou Family?"

Upon hearing this, Yanyan gave a self-mocking laugh, "The people of the Zhou Family always held themselves too high, never stooping to come to Wanhua Building. How could a woman of the dust like myself know anything about the Zhou Family?"

Having said this, her expression once again became seductive, her slender hand resting on Shen Changqing’s arm as her voice grew softer.

"Instead of talking about unhappy things, why don’t we do something that makes us happy?"

"Happy things?" Shen Changqing slightly raised his eyebrows, feigning confusion.

"You tease!"

Yanyan blushed shyly, seemingly at a loss for words.

Shen Changqing chuckled lightly and took another sip of wine. Then, to Yanyan’s slight cry of surprise, he abruptly swept her up in his arms and walked towards the screen in the back.

However, just as he put Yanyan down, he felt a wave of dizziness and fell onto the bed, succumbing to deep sleep.

"Young Master?"

"Young Master Shen?"

Yanyan, watching Shen Changqing who had collapsed into a deep sleep on the bed, couldn’t resist poking him, but received no response.

Thereafter, she rose from the bed, observing the man before her closely.

Then, with more forceful pushes and confirming that he was completely asleep, she took out a piece of white paper from her bosom.

When she unfolded the white paper, it revealed a doll roughly the size of a palm.

Holding the paper doll, Yanyan approached Shen Changqing, about to cover his face with it.

Suddenly, Shen Changqing’s tightly shut eyes snapped open, and the unexpected change made Yanyan scream.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand to flee, a broad palm had already grasped her delicate wrist.

The bones creaked under the grip, and the pain caused Yanyan’s pretty face to go pale and contorted.

"It hurts, let go, let go quickly!"

No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t break free.

Shen Changqing got up from the bed, looking at the paper doll in her hand, the smile on his face having completely vanished.

"Speak, what is the actual use of this thing?"

Faced with the interrogation, Yanyan’s face revealed an ugly smile. "Shen, Young Master Shen, please don’t misunderstand, this is just a small trinket."

The long blade was unsheathed.

The frost-cold blade rested directly on her pale neck.

That bone-chilling cold instantly caused Yanyan’s complexion to change dramatically, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"I’m not joking with you. I will give you one last chance. Tell me its purpose, or else, I will take your life!"

The icy edge of the blade rested against her, complemented by Shen Changqing’s indifferent expression. The last shred of hope in Yanyan’s heart completely vanished.

She gave up resisting and collapsed directly onto the bed. Shen Changqing released the hand that was holding her wrist but kept his other hand on the hilt of the blade; its sharp edge still hadn’t moved an inch.

"That, that paper doll, it’s used to, used to extract the life force from living people—"

"Extract the life force from living people?"

Shen Changqing looked at the paper doll in her hand; the Yin Evil Aura he sensed emanated from it.

"You, being a normal person, why would you collude with Demon Evil?"

"A normal person—"

Upon hearing these words, Yanyan’s eyes became confused momentarily. Then she touched her own face with her hand, and her skin instantly fell off like torn cloth.

"A normal person, Young Master Shen, do you really think I am a normal person?"

As she spoke, another eyeball fell out, and black blood spurted forth.

Shen Changqing’s expression changed slightly, and the long blade slashed out instantly, decapitating Yanyan, whose head then fell to the ground.

Right after, her body started to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a strong stench of decay assaulted the senses.

Corpse Puppet!

Shen Changqing’s expression changed again.

Corpse Puppet! How could it be a Corpse Puppet!

One should know that a Corpse Puppet couldn’t possibly have no trace of Yin Evil Aura, and although the movements of a Corpse Puppet could be indistinguishable from a normal person, experienced individuals could still notice some clues.

Whether it was Qing’er earlier, or Yanyan now, their actions were no different from those of a normal person.

What’s more, I hadn’t detected much Yin Evil Aura on either of them, which led me to conclude that they couldn’t possibly be Corpse Puppets.

But now—everything that was happening in front of me was telling me: Yanyan was a Corpse Puppet.

Suddenly, his face took on an ugly look.

It didn’t matter that she was a Corpse Puppet, but if a Corpse Puppet was so powerful that I couldn’t even detect it, then the technique used to refine such a Corpse Puppet was somewhat horrifying.

There definitely is a powerful Demon Evil hiding within Wanhua Building!

Judging from Yanyan’s earlier performance, it seems she was not aware of her own identity as a Corpse Puppet, but it could also be a deliberate act. Regardless, the person before me is a Corpse Puppet, which means it’s very likely that the rest in Wanhua Building are Corpse Puppets too.

For a moment, Shen Changqing’s mind was flooded with numerous thoughts.

The long blade went back into its sheath.

If everyone in Wanhua Building were Corpse Puppets, then the matter would be easy to resolve. Just by slaying any one of them and exposing their identity as a Corpse Puppet, I would be justified in eradicating the entire Wanhua Building.

And with the people of Wanhua Building being Corpse Puppets, the Demonfolk of the Eternal Alliance must definitely be hiding within Wanhua Building as well.

After all, controlling Corpse Puppets cannot be done from too far away.

As such, by annihilating Wanhua Building, the people from the Eternal Alliance would also be exposed.

Indeed—

To deal with Demon Evil, regardless of how much I think, in the end, I must rely on my own methods to settle it.

Shen Changqing pushed the room door open and walked straight out.

The once bustling hall was now devoid of people, though since when, he couldn’t tell.

The big red lanterns hung in place, casting the entire Wanhua Building in a blood-red color.

Quiet! Very quiet!

In Shen Changqing’s perception, it was as if there were no living people in the entire Wanhua Building at all, completely unrecognizable from the bustle seen just a short while ago.

His heart sank once again.

Illusory Realm!?

Shen Changqing could not be sure.

The current scene of Wanhua Building clearly exceeded his expectations.

It also indirectly affirmed that the existence hiding within Wanhua Building was no longer intending to hide.

A strong gust of wind attacked from behind.

Without a second thought, Shen Changqing turned and unleashed a Blade Slash, just in time to see a figure dissolve before his eyes.

A surging Yin Evil Aura rushed in from all directions.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, jumping directly from the second floor to the first, and then rushed towards the Wanhua Building’s exit.

BOOM—

The main door slammed shut.

Shen Changqing’s steps didn’t cease. The hand gripping the long blade bulged with veins as he furiously slashed out. The Blade Gang cut through the air, striking the door instantly.

CRASH!!

The door shattered, and wood splinters flew everywhere.

Just as Shen Changqing was about to step out, the scene before him suddenly changed. The lantern-lit Wanhua Building had vanished. All that was left were wild grasses, withered trees, and dilapidated houses.

At first glance, it was as if he had been placed in the middle of a deserted village.