223: Chapter 223 Slaying Demons, Rewards

The crowd watching frowned. Although they had not yet seen the Yao Beast, the aura suggested it was no pushover.

Warden Wen Ruoxu stood nearby, scanning with his eyes.

The assessment for the Demon-Slaying Squad usually involves defeating a Yao Beast of the same Realm.

To be cautious, he did not follow the rules and release a Yao Beast of the same Realm as Chen Ran.

Chen Ran's current displayed cultivation was only in the middle three grades.

If he had released a Peak-level Sixth-Grade Yao Beast, even in a weakened state, Warden Wen Ruoxu feared Chen Ran could not handle it.

If Chen Ran were injured or disabled, it would be hard to explain to the Lin family.

Therefore, he chose a Sixth-Grade Middle Stage Yao Beast; even if danger arose, there was no need to worry too much.

Boom!

The iron gate rose completely with a dull roar.

A massive Yao Beast rushed out of the darkness, bringing a foul wind.

It was a Savage Bull Demon.

Its body was covered in long black hair, standing up like steel needles.

On its head were two thick horns, curved like the moon, flashing with a cold metallic luster.

Although it had been imprisoned for a long time and its abdomen was sunken, its violent Demonic Qi was still heart-palpitating.

"Moo—!"

The Savage Bull Demon let out a deafening roar, the sound waves rolling and causing ripples on the defensive Formation of the viewing platform.

Its blood-red eyes instantly locked onto the seemingly weak figure in the center of the arena.

It did not hesitate, trampling with its hooves like an out-of-control heavy chariot.

Carrying a suffocating stench, it charged fiercely at Chen Ran.

The violent wind blew in his face, making Chen Ran's clothes rustle and his black hair dance wildly backward.

The crowd on the viewing platform held their breath, eyes fixed on the arena, preparing to see how Chen Ran would react.

Just as the Savage Bull Demon reached him, its sharp horns were less than three feet from his chest.

Chen Ran turned slightly to the side, his right hand reaching out casually to the side.

There, a row of weapon racks for examinees was placed.

"Clang."

A clear sword chime suddenly rang out in the empty arena.

Chen Ran casually drew a standard long blade from the weapon rack.

He leaped three zhang high, his wrist turning slightly, the long blade becoming a cold streak of light, cutting into the Savage Bull Demon's neck at an incredible angle.

Puchi.

The movement was clean and efficient, like flowing water, without a hint of hesitation.

It precisely avoided the hard bones of the Savage Bull Demon, following the texture of the muscles to slice open its most vulnerable throat.

"Chi!"

The Savage Bull Demon felt the pain and trampled the ground violently, struggling.

But Chen Ran's figure had already appeared behind the Savage Bull Demon like a ghost, several blade flashes passed, all hacking at the vulnerable parts.

Bright red blood slid slowly down the shining blade, blossoming into a tragic and beautiful blood flower.

Rumble!

The Savage Bull Demon's massive body rushed forward several zhang due to inertia, then crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

A huge bull head rolled to the side.

Blood gushed from the severed neck like a fountain, instantly staining a large area of the ground red.

The whole arena quieted down.

The crowd on the viewing platform widened their eyes in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

They had imagined countless possibilities, but never thought the battle would end so quickly.

"Is... is it over?"

The scarred man who had previously mocked Chen Ran swallowed, his voice dry.

The silence on the viewing platform lasted for more than ten breaths.

Then, there was a sound of gasping, one after another.

"Did I see that right?"

"That was a Sixth-Grade Savage Bull Demon, thick-skinned and fleshy; even an ordinary Peak-level Sixth-Grade Martial Artist would have to put in effort to break its defense. How... how did he do it?"

The crowd discussed heatedly, their gazes toward Chen Ran no longer containing the previous contempt and mockery.

Instead, it was deep wariness and awe.

In the Demon-Slaying Squad, strength is always the only way to earn respect.

Warden Wen Ruoxu was also slightly stunned.

Although he knew Chen Ran had some skills and had shown his edge in the prison, he did not expect Chen Ran to kill the Yao Beast so decisively, like slaughtering a chicken.

"Is a natural Heart-Nature this useful?" Warden Wen Ruoxu muttered to himself, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Ordinary people facing a Yao Beast for the first time, no matter how high their cultivation, would inevitably perform poorly due to fear and tension.

Such a clean kill as Chen Ran's was quite rare.

However, Warden Wen Ruoxu thought that Chen Ran had been in the prison for so long, accustomed to life and death, dealing with those vicious prisoners every day.

His Heart-Nature was far beyond ordinary people, so it was normal for him to be able to do this today.

The people in the arena were still immersed in shock, completely unaware of a figure hidden in the shadows behind the crowd, quietly watching the arena.

The man had white hair, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Captain Xia An originally just wanted to secretly observe this "connected person" pushed in by the Lin family, to see how much ability he really had.

But he did not expect Chen Ran to give him such a big surprise.

"Such precise blade technique. It seems Big Brother Lin was right; this person has extremely high talent..." Captain Xia An muttered to himself.

"Big Brother Lin, you really sent me an interesting guy..."

He turned and silently merged into the darkness, as if he had never appeared.

...

Chen Ran slowly sheathed his blade and put the long blade back on the weapon rack.

He was calm, not even his breathing was disordered, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

He turned around and looked calmly at the corpse of the Savage Bull Demon lying in a pool of blood.

The heavenly book of prison suppression deep in his Sea of Consciousness slowly opened a page at this moment.

Golden light swirled in the Sea of Consciousness, emitting an ancient and desolate aura.

Lines of ancient seal characters gradually appeared on the page.

[Criminal Yao: Savage Bull Demon]

[Sin: Bloodthirsty slaughter, devoured over a hundred Mortals, destroyed three villages...]

[Detected that the Criminal Yao is dead, calculating participation...]

[Congratulations on obtaining one year of cultivation]

[Congratulations on obtaining part of the opponent's Qi and blood]

As the heavenly book of prison suppression turned, several rays of light emerged from the dead Yao Beast's corpse and flew onto him.

An extremely pure force of Qi and blood appeared out of thin air in Chen Ran's body.

This force was gentle yet vast, traveling through his Meridians throughout his body, constantly washing his limbs and bones.

Chen Ran could clearly feel that his Physical Body strength had made a subtle improvement at this moment.

Although it was only a Sixth-Grade Yao Beast and the benefits provided were not very rich, it was better to accumulate bit by bit.

In this Demon-Slaying Squad, there were hundreds of Yao Beasts imprisoned.

If he could kill them all...

A faint, imperceptible cold light flashed in the depths of Chen Ran's eyes.

Joining the Demon-Slaying Squad was indeed the right choice.