Chapter 01: Sealing Demons

Under the full moon, like the eyes of a fox, it gazed indifferently at the world!

Peace Town!

Demon Control Department!

The iron-cast room wasn't big, with various animal specimens hanging on the walls all around.

At this moment, a weasel lay stiffly on the table in front of Zhou Dao!

Compared to a regular yellow-skinned rat, its body was two to three times bigger, almost as big as an earth dog.

Its fur was like satin, shined with an oily sheen, and the most eye-catching detail was a tuft of white hair on its forehead.

Zhou Dao took out a glazed jade needle from his toolbox, inserted it into the weasel's forehead, gently twisted it, and pulled it out again.

There was no black gas entwined around the needle tip, which meant that the evil spirits within this demon beast had dissipated, and it was ready to be sealed.

This was the final step in exorcising demons.

Demon beasts were sinister; if they were not handled properly and came into contact with ordinary people, they could cause serious illness, confusion, or even death.

What was most terrifying was that some demon beasts weren't completely dead and could come back to life using living souls.

Therefore, sealing demons was the most inconspicuous but also an indispensable step.

However, those who did this kind of work were called Demon Sealing Masters, to put it nicely.

To put it bluntly, they were corpse collectors, and they were considered the lowest class within the demon control department.

After all, the evil spirits of the demon beasts leaked out after their death, and long-term exposure was detrimental to one's health.

Therefore, there was a rule for Demon Sealing Masters: they had to change careers before turning thirty. If they couldn't get promoted, they would have to leave the Demon Control Department, or risk losing their descendants or even their lives.

Zhou Dao, who started this job at seventeen, was quite rare in this regard. Some people would rather be night watchmen or clean up feces than deal with demonic corpses all day.

"I heard that Officer Zhao was quite miserable. After being possessed by this thing, he called for chickens for a month and drank three big tubs of chicken blood. Now he shivers when he hears a chicken crow." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but say from the side.

"Is this thing really that powerful?"

Unlike Zhou Dao, Wang Xiaoyi went here for transition. It wouldn't take long for him to transfer to another department. If he had good luck, he might be able to advance to the fourth stage of the Refining Realm [Wandering Divine Control] and possibly become a Demon-slaying Guard.

After all, Wang Xiaoyi's family in Peace Town was considered wealthy, so they had the means to help him.

"There's a live one locked up in the Demon Prison. Do you want to give it a try?" Zhou Dao took a yellow jade dagger from the toolbox and said indifferently.

According to the ''Demon-resisting Agency Work Manual,'' when weasels grow a white tuft of hair and live for over thirty years, they turn into demon beasts. They have a penchant for hiding in mansions, and mortals should stay away from them.

So, it meant that a demon weasel like this, with white hair on its forehead, had lived for over thirty years and was considered a demon beast.

These yellow-skinned demons preferred to hide in large estates, and once they settled down, they would undoubtedly bring disaster.

Zhou Dao swiftly waved the dagger in his hand, like a dexterous snake, cutting the veins of the weasel's limbs, then pierced its crown to shatter the skull, sealed it with ashes...

"All done!"

Zhou Dao let out a long sigh.

At this point, the weasel's corpse was wrapped up like a zongzi with runes inscribed on the cloth.

Under the containment of the demonic corpse cloth, not a single bit of evil spirit would leak out.

"Doing this dirty job only earns two taels of silver a month. It's not even enough to spend a night at Wangchun Brothel." Wang Xiaoyi was a regular at Wangchun Brothel and had a private room there.

Zhou Dao stared at him, pausing for a long time before squeezing out a sentence.

"Old Versailles!"

"Huh? What does that mean?" Wang Xiaoyi was puzzled.

"Complimenting you..." Zhou Dao was about to speak.

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, the sound of the gate being raised came abruptly.

Zhou Dao frowned, thinking that the Demon-slaying Guards always came and went without notice.

However, these Demon-slaying Guards were all accomplished cultivators. They had at least reached the fourth stage of the Refining Realm[Wandering Divine Control].

Cultivation, refining one's body, was divided into nine changes.

First stage, Channel and Energy Cultivation.

Second stage, Nine Oxen Two Tigers.

Third stage, Copper Skin Iron Bones.

Fourth stage, Wandering Divine Control.

Fifth stage, Expelling Charm of Annihilation.

Sixth stage, Thoughts Turned Into Weapons.

Seventh stage, Chattering Thunder.

Eighth stage, Blood Qi True Fire.

Ninth Transformation, the Hundred Spirit-gathering.

Even if ordinary cultivators master the cultivation method and consume elixirs day and night, it is still challenging to perfect the First Transformation, Channel and Energy Cultivation, and open the hidden twelve channels within the body.

But to enter the Demon Control Department and become a Demon-slaying Guard, one must first cultivate the [Wandering Divine Control], possess a powerful spirit, and be able to glimpse evil spirits and harm them with blood energy.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Demon-slaying Guards, they do not even take ordinary cultivators like Zhou Dao and others seriously, let alone the weaklings in their ranks.

Hu...

Two powerful auras rushed into the room from outside the door.

Upon cultivating Wandering Divine Control, the body becomes powerful and blood energy is abundant, making their aura much heavier than ordinary people.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw a man and a woman walking in.

Both were dressed in black armor with golden embroidery and white feather marks on their chests.

The mark represents the official rank of the Demon-slaying Guard, and the higher the rank, the stronger and better-treated they are.

The man, Xu Qian, has the rank of White Feather Third Rank.

The woman, Gu Xiangling, has the rank of White Feather Second Rank.

Xu Qian was wearing a treasure broadsword on his waist, and in his hand, there was a gray-white rabbit.

Although the rabbit was already dead, its body was still moving as if it were alive.

Right when the two people entered, Wang Xiaoyi felt a bit dizzy and nauseous.

Although ordinary people cannot see evil spirits, they are easily affected by them.

Now that the rabbit demon is dead, its evil spirit is naturally leaking out.

"Take it, hurry up and deal with it," said Xu Qian without even looking, waving the rabbit demon casually in his hand.

Wang Xiaoyi was in a daze, and he instinctively reached out to catch it.

"Xiaoyi!" At this moment, Zhou Dao's face changed slightly, and he shouted sharply.

Xu Qian, a master of Wandering Divine Control, is spiritually powerful and full of blood energy like dragon and tiger, so he is not afraid of evil spirits entering his body.

However, if ordinary people come into contact with these spirits, they will either become seriously ill or even lose their lives at worst.

According to the rules, Xu Qian should have done some simple processing of the rabbit demon's body before sending it over.

After all, apart from these Demon-slaying Guards, the other people in the Demon Control Department don't have the cultivation base to resist evil spirits.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi also came to his senses. He looked at his hand hanging in mid-air, and then at the rabbit demon's corpse, a hint of fear in his eyes.

He quickly retreated to Zhou Dao's side.

"What a useless bunch," Xu Qian sneered, "can't even handle such a small matter."

As he spoke, he threw the rabbit demon's corpse directly onto the white jade table.

A foul smell instantly filled the room.

Zhou Dao quickly pulled Wang Xiaoyi to the corner of the wall.

"Hahaha, they are really afraid of death!" Xu Qian laughed loudly when he saw this, seemingly finding it funny.

"Senior Brother!" Gu Xiangling's brows furrowed, and she flashed an apologetic glance at Zhou Dao.

Immediately, she walked over to the white jade table, took a silk bag from her waist, opened it, and sprinkled the Evil Dispel Sand inside evenly onto the rabbit demon's body.

This substance can disperse the evil spirits in a demon's corpse. Typically, after being left undisturbed for three days and three nights, it can be cleaned up completely.

Only then can Zhou Dao and the others handle the corpse; they must not touch it casually before that.

"Sorry for the trouble!" Gu Xiangling apologized with a smile, not saying anything more.

As a Demon-slaying Guard, they have a special status and don't need to explain anything to anyone.

"You guys can deal with this garbage," Xu Qian grinned as he followed Gu Xiangling.

"Damn it, they really look down on people," Wang Xiaoyi cursed as he watched their retreating figures.

"Alright, leave this to me, you go back first!" Zhou Dao glanced at the rabbit demon on the table and said flatly.

"Brother Tao, are you sure you can handle this alone?"

"Just do as I say, don't dawdle," Zhou Dao said with a heavy tone.

"Alright then, I'll treat you to a drink at the brothel another day." Wang Xiaoyi, feeling relieved, rushed out of the Hall of Beasts Funeral like the rabbit demon's corpse.

Now, only Zhou Dao was left in the iron-cast room.

He looked at the door and with an indifferent expression, he walked over to the white jade table, and his right hand reached out, boldly grabbing the rabbit demon's corpse and lifting it.

The Evil Dispel Sand scattered as the foul odors began to spread.

At that moment, Zhou Dao clenched his hand suddenly, blood energy surged like thunder, rumbling and shaking the iron-cast walls slightly.

In an instant, all the evil spirits in the rabbit demon's body dispersed.

Seventh Transformation of the Refining Realm!

Chattering Thunder!