Chapter 186 - 7: Fengman Building, White Bone Banner

Chapter 186: Chapter 7: Fengman Building, White Bone Banner

"Senior Brother, don’t!" the other man cried out, his face falling.

But it was too late.

"You little bastard, you forced my hand!"

The tall, thin senior brother roared and poured his Inner Qi into the banner.

HUMM!

The White Bone Banner swelled with the wind, instantly growing taller than a man. Black smoke billowed from it, and countless ghastly faces flickered across its surface, letting out waves of wails that would make one’s skin crawl.

Chen Ye’s gaze turned cold in an instant.

’The method for creating this kind of Magical Artifact was recorded in the White Bone Yin Observation Register. To forge such a banner, one had to torture and kill dozens of living beings and extract their Souls. The methods were utterly cruel.’

’This proved it. Lü Song and his group were truly inhumane. They deserved to die!’

At the same time, a dense Yin Fiend Qi enveloped the entire building. The temperature plummeted, and a layer of white frost even condensed on the tables and chairs.

The patrons inside were scared out of their wits, screaming as they scattered and fled.

"Die!"

With a savage expression, the tall, thin senior brother fiercely waved the White Bone Banner, and several ghostly claws formed of black smoke shot howling toward Chen Ye.

This Yin Qi was extremely potent. Chen Ye didn’t dare to be careless and was preparing to counter it with his full strength.

Just then, a thunderous roar came from downstairs, the sound shaking the entire building.

"Who the fuck is using this kind of evil crap in the city? Are you looking to die?!"

The moment the voice faded, the surging Yin Qi seemed to be throttled by an invisible hand. It fluctuated violently, and its power was greatly diminished.

Then, the sound of heavy footsteps followed.

Cong Bo strode up the stairs with the powerful gait of a tiger, followed by a squad of Demon Slayer Department Soldiers in standard-issue armor, radiating a palpable Evil Qi.

The moment they saw who it was, the expressions on Lü Song and his two senior brothers changed dramatically.

Cong Bo’s gaze swept over the ruined building before finally landing on the tall, thin senior brother and the White Bone Banner in his hands. The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smirk.

"Well, well, I was wondering who it could be. Turns out it’s the distinguished disciples of White Bone Mountain. My apologies, truly."

The tall, thin senior brother’s hand trembled, and the Yin Qi on the White Bone Banner instantly dissipated. He quickly put away the Magical Artifact and forced a smile at Cong Bo. "Lord... Lord Cong, this is a misunderstanding. It’s all a misunderstanding. I didn’t mean for this to happen."

"A misunderstanding?"

Cong Bo sneered and advanced on him step by step. "Cut the fucking crap! Your White Bone Mountain has been getting more and more arrogant lately. And if I’m not mistaken, that little toy in your hand cost quite a few human lives to make, didn’t it?"

"N-no, that’s not it! This is... this is a Magical Artifact passed down from the Sect!" the tall, thin senior brother stammered in defense.

"I don’t care if it was passed down or if you made it yourselves." Cong Bo waved his hand impatiently. "This sort of thing isn’t under the Demon Slayer Department’s jurisdiction anyway."

Hearing this, Lü Song and the other two inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Cong Bo’s next words made their blood run cold.

"But using this thing in Yu Huo County Town... that’s showing me, Cong Bo, a complete lack of respect." His eyes sharpened. "So you tell me. Will you take a beating, or will you accept your punishment?"

At this, Lü Song and the other two didn’t even dare to breathe.

The tall, thin senior brother lowered his head, his voice trembling. "I... I’ll accept the punishment."

"Very good. Take him away!"

Cong Bo waved a hand, and two Soldiers from behind him immediately stepped forward, binding the tall, thin senior brother tightly with special chains.

"Ten days in confinement should help you remember this lesson. Any problem with that?" Cong Bo asked coolly.

"N-no problem."

The man wouldn’t have dared to utter a single word of protest.

Watching their senior brother being taken away, Lü Song and the remaining disciple exchanged a look. Not daring to utter a single threat, they helped each other up and scurried away in disgrace.

Only after they had all left did a semblance of life return to the building.

Cong Bo finally turned, grinning at Chen Ye and revealing a set of white teeth.

"Not bad, kid. So you’re the one who flattened Black Wind Stronghold."

Clearly, the news had already reached the Demon Slayer Department.

Cong Bo found a relatively intact table for himself, sat down, and crossed his legs. "Alright, spit it out. How’d you get on the wrong side of that pack of mad dogs from White Bone Mountain?"

Chen Ye briefly explained the course of events.

After listening, Cong Bo curled his lip. "Those bastards from White Bone Mountain have been getting more and more arrogant these past few years. We’ll have to deal with them sooner or later."

Chen Ye walked over, sat down opposite him, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked calmly, "Lord Cong, you didn’t come here today just to help me out, did you?"

’He refused to believe that an official from the Demon Slayer Department would show up here by pure coincidence.’

"Hahaha, I really can’t hide anything from you, kid!"

Cong Bo first let out a loud laugh, then leaned forward. The smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a serious expression.

"There is, in fact, something I need your help with."

Chen Ye’s heart stirred. He knew the real reason for this visit was about to be revealed. He didn’t know what it was, but Cong Bo had treated him well, so he replied readily.

"Please speak freely, Lord Cong. If it’s something I can help with, I won’t refuse."

"Don’t worry, I won’t put you in a difficult spot." Cong Bo sighed. The last traces of his smile vanished, and his expression grew solemn.

"It’s like this. Recently, a number of men in the city have died suddenly in their sleep."

"Died suddenly?"

"Yes. And the circumstances of their deaths are all identical. They were drained of their vital essence."

He paused before continuing, "Our investigation found that all of these men had one thing in common before they died: they had all visited the Drunken Spring Building in the west of the city."

Drunken Spring Building?

Chen Ye knew that was the most high-class brothel in Yu Huo County, even larger than the De Yi Building from before. He couldn’t help but ask, "So, Lord Cong, you suspect that Demons, Ghosts, and Evil Spirits have infiltrated the Drunken Spring Building?"

"That’s what I thought at first, too."

Cong Bo scratched his hair in frustration. "But that’s where the problem is!"