Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 214 - 8 Peddler [Seeking monthly ticket!]_1

Chapter 214: Chapter 8 Peddler [Seeking monthly ticket!]_1

Yanbo City imposes a curfew. After nightfall, pedestrian movement is disallowed on the city streets, except for Chun Laifang. The whole street is dominated by brothels and entertainment venues, hence it is known as Flower Street.

It seems that every city has its own exclusive Flower Street.

Oddly enough, every time Chu Liang visited a city, he ended up on the local Flower Street...

"I am a man who has risen above crude pleasures. You don’t need to look at me that way," he said helplessly.

After he asked for the location of Flower Street and led them there, both Lin Bei and Shang Ziliang looked at him in a peculiar way.

Their gaze seemed to say... who would have thought that such a refined and good-looking young man would be of this sort.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." After hearing Chu Liang, Shang Ziliang nodded repeatedly, "Even though we’re visiting a brothel, we are doing it with a critical eye."

Lin Bei also nodded in agreement, "Exactly, this whole street is full of pitiful women with scanty clothing. What’s wrong with us providing them some monetary assistance?"

"...." Chu Liang was a bit speechless. He quickly said, "We’re here on legitimate business, control your vulgar expressions."

With that, he directly walked into the largest brothel.

Due to the recent Heart-excavating Demon case, there were very few people out at night, and the business in the brothel was very dull. Therefore, when the girls at the door saw them, they welcomed the three of them warmly.

Chu Liang quickly waved his hand to refuse, found a table, ordered some fruit platters and snacks, and the three of them sat down.

Once they settled, Lin Bei said, "You are the one who always talks straight but moves incredibly fast. I usually hesitate before coming to a brothel for fear of being recognized, but you don’t seem to care at all."

"This is my first time here. My father never allowed me to come to places like this." Shang Ziliang looked around with excitement, "Big brother, I will owe you my entire life!"

"Let’s not talk about that." Chu Liang lowered his voice and called the two closer, "I am really here to investigate the Demonic cultivator."

"Okay, there are no outsiders here." Lin Bei laughed.

"I spent all afternoon checking the files and found that although the victims were killed in different places all over the city, the time of the crime was usually at midnight when Yanbo City imposes its curfew, and ordinarily, no one will be wandering outside." Chu Liang explained, "The pedestrians wandering alone outside should primarily consist of one special type of people."

"Literatis!" Lin Bei immediately added.

"Exactly. Because these brothels charge an extra fee for overnight stays, many people don’t need to stay that long..." Chu Liang continued.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei muttered, "If it were me, I would not die. I always stay till dawn."

"Me too." Shang Ziliang added hastily.

"Cough." Chu Liang cleared his throat, interrupting their digression.

"So, they go home at night?" Shang Ziliang quickly focused again and asked.

"Yes. Although there are curfew soldiers patrolling, experienced literatis can evade them. I just asked the city soldiers, even if they are caught, they are usually just fined some Silver Coins if they haven’t committed any crimes." Chu Liang said, "And these people naturally become the prime targets for the Demonic cultivator."

"This demonic cultivator is so hateful!" Lin Bei exclaimed in anger.

His voiced resonated strongly.

"He targets literatis heading home and would certainly not patrol the entire city to find them, so this Flower Street must be his starting point." Chu Liang said gravely, "He might be waiting for nightfall just like us, right here on this street."

Lin Bei and Shang Ziliang became tense upon hearing this, and their breathing became somewhat heavy.

...

Li Si was standing on the long street, running a beef offal stand, his pot bubbling in front of him. He was short and thin, so passersby would hardly notice him.

Or the murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

The business today was surprisingly good. Even though there were fewer patrons on Flower Street, the number of courageous vendors had also significantly reduced. He was the only one in the vicinity.

Nobody could imagine that such an apparently honest and straightforward street vendor could be the Heart-excavating Demon who had killed seven people.

Even Li Si himself couldn’t believe it.

He had lived a simple life for the first thirty years; he had a modest little house on the outskirts of the city, and a robust, fierce wife. Every evening he pushed his cart into the city to sell snacks on Flower Street. As soon as the sky began to brighten, he hastily pushed his cart home to sleep during the day.

Every day, watching the decadence and extravagance, he felt his heart remain still. He felt as though he was in a different world from the glitzy ladies and flamboyantly clad aristocrats - close, yet far away.

Until that day, ten years ago.

That day, amidst thunder and lightning so dark it was like ink, he found a cave to shelter from the rain while pushing his cart home. Accidentally, he fell into a large river.

He wasn’t using this cave as a shelter for the first time, but he had no idea how a cold, large river ended up inside the cave. The river washed him a great distance away, and by the time he climbed out, he had ended up in a very strange place.

The place was cold and deep, littered with bones, like hell.

There he found a booklet which detailed some cultivation techniques! It was a Cultivation Technique! Moreover, it seemed that even without superior talent, anyone could practice it.

Li Si never dared to dream of such an opportunity before.

Was the heavens planning to save him from his humble life?

But this cultivation technique was extremely sinister, requiring the murder of a living human to initiate. Li Si could feel his heart pound; he thought that it must be the infamous Demonic Path Cultivation Method, and nobody must discover this.

When he looked up again, the storm had stopped. Where were the river and the cave? All he found himself surrounded by was a wild mountainous cemetery.

Only the booklet remained in his hand.

When he got home, his wife scolded and beat him for losing the cart. Enraged, Li Si killed her, making her the steppingstone to his cultivation.

From then onwards, he began walking the path of cultivation.

The Demonic Path Cultivation Method was fast, and did not require any resources, just continuous killing. During this process, Li Si’s inner mind also seemed to grow increasingly twisted and insane.

He had hardly ever been angry in the past decades. Still, ever since he obtained this Cultivation Technique, he had begun to nurture a deep hatred for his repulsive wife, the powerful and wealthy, the cultured and refined, the beautiful women, his own humiliation...This might not be the result of the Cultivation Technique, but seeds that had existed within his heart. For the past several decades, he had not realized how much he hated these shiny and sparkling people.

And now, he had acquired power.

And with it, anger.

It took him ten years to reach core formation. During these ten years, he had killed numerous people for his cultivation. But as the murders were committed on the outskirts, and with sufficient intervals, he hadn’t been discovered. Some deaths hadn’t even been noticed.

Gradually, he began to derive pleasure from killing.

But it also arose some vigilance. Many people had moved away from the village where he lived; those who remained hardly ventured out alone.

Therefore, he had targeted the citizens of the city for his core formation this time, the people he had always hated.

Because he had been very cautious, he hadn’t been discovered yet. But he had no Magic Storage Tool; the hearts he had previously excavated could only be preserved like pork and couldn’t be kept for too long.

He had to quicken his pace.

Just two more. He just needed to kill two more people, and then he would have the opportunity to complete core formation and leave Yanbo City to wander the world.

Li Si’s gaze was icy, fixed on two figures ahead: a paunchy rich man and a house servant in a green hat, driving a horse carriage away from the place.

Li Si murmured to himself...

After this, he could stop.