Chapter 13: The Last Dance of the Overlord

Two days later, at the home of Li Town Chief in Zizhu Town, a banquet was set up.

Li Town Chief decided to splurge for once, slaughtering pigs and sheep to celebrate Zizhu Town's narrow escape from disaster, while also comforting the frightened townspeople.

The now-hero of Zizhu Town, Ji Badáo, disregarded the others' objections and took on the responsibility of slaughtering all the animals.

As for the strange demonic chicken, it was stewed that very night.

"One must not drink the blood of a demon; it causes violent madness." "One must not eat the flesh of a demon; it weakens the bones and tendons." "Strict procedures are required to cook it properly; especially when serving it to mortals." This demonic chicken had been stewed for two full days and nights.

To Changqing's surprise, this demonic chicken had increased his lifespan by a full 600 years!

This made Changqing even more determined to continue his mission of exterminating demons and monsters.

With the livestock and poultry used for the banquet, Changqing had now accumulated a total of 8,000 years of lifespan.

This time, Changqing reserved 1,000 years for himself to activate Momentary Eternity. The remaining 7,000 years would be used to comprehend all the spells he had learned.

He also deepened his understanding of the Qingyun Skill, Qingyun Sword, and Qingyun Step.

Although he still hadn't learned other cultivation techniques, martial arts, or spells, Changqing had significantly improved in executing the Qingyun Sword and Qingyun Step compared to before.

Every movement now had the elegance and aura of an immortal.

In simpler terms, it was much more graceful than before.

As for his combat ability, Dongfang Lan couldn't say for sure. She only knew that Changqing's Qingyun Step had evolved into something entirely different from what she had taught him.

Now, when she saw Changqing using his internal skills, swordplay, or body techniques, she couldn't even recognize them as the same techniques she had taught.

The Qingyun Step he performed was now as vast as the sea, endless and profound.

The swordplay was full of infinite variations, both visible and invisible, with the power to change at will.

He had even managed to return to the basics, erasing all traces of his movements.

"One hundred years, a dream..." Changqing squatted in front of the large pot, continuously adding firewood to the stove. The flames reflected in his eyes, shining brightly.

As he repeated the One Hundred Years Dream technique, he had a sudden realization in his heart. It was as if he had lived for a hundred years and only now returned to this moment with the wisdom he had gained.

"Almost there, time to throw in the turtle!" Changqing called out, and several renowned chefs from the town, along with their apprentices, were already ready and waiting.

This dish, Changqing had named The Overlord's Farewell to the Concubine.

"Eating this dish will greatly improve everyone's physical health. If we encounter another case where an ordinary creature becomes a demon, we'll be better prepared. There's no reason why a chicken can become a demon while humans remain weak."

Changqing seemed to be muttering to himself, but to everyone else, he appeared to be speaking aloud.

Dongfang Lan, though invisible to others, had been watching Changqing as he prepared to leave with the chicken head for the reward from Pingchuan City's prison.

"I only know the Qingyun Skill, Qingyun Sword, and Qingyun Step. As for other techniques, martial arts, and spells, they have all been fused into those," Changqing said, somewhat helplessly.

Changqing had already surpassed Dongfang Lan in terms of cultivation, and he certainly knew much more than she did.

Unless he passed on the Qingyun Skill... but that was impossible.

The Qingyun Skill was a royal technique of the Qingyun Kingdom. Dongfang Lan had taught it to Changqing not only to exchange for his mysterious and powerful spells but also because of his character and comprehension.

The Qingyun Skill was not classified as a secret technique, but still, it was reserved for those with exceptional abilities.

Dongfang Lan trusted Changqing. She believed he was worthy of this privilege. She also wanted to ensure that this yet-to-be-revealed prodigy would be kept within the Qingyun Kingdom.

After all, they were on the border of Qingyun Kingdom, and on the other side of the mountains was Xuan Yue Kingdom.

"Actually, the spiritual energy tide has already passed. This chicken demon was most likely created by human hands," Dongfang Lan voiced her judgment.

Although she didn't want to accept it, from the clues she had found at Li Town Chief's backyard, she was already sure.

Apart from this chicken demon, there should be two other chickens that had transformed into demons.

However, those two had been mostly eaten by the one currently stewing in the pot.

The spiritual energy tide would not cause ordinary creatures to become demons.

On the contrary, if one demon is created, the chances of nearby creatures becoming demons is greatly reduced.

"Town Prison Officer Huang-level, Prison Officer Sun Ju, and Prison Officer Sun Lin."

Changqing could only think of these two men.

The atmosphere fell into silence. Even when Li Town Chief invited Changqing to the table, Changqing did not accept.

After bidding farewell to the villagers, Changqing took the chicken head back to his rented courtyard.

"Aren't you going to ask why?" Dongfang Lan softly asked.

"The world is bustling, all for gain. The world is in turmoil, all for profit," Changqing replied, wiping his bamboo sword before packing his bags.

He stuffed his small savings into two money pouches.

"What are you planning to do?" Dongfang Lan asked curiously.

Changqing did not answer.

After finishing his packing, he threw one money pouch into the blacksmith's shop and the other into the house of the woman who was taking care of Little Wang's orphaned children.

"You have the ability to fight beyond your rank. Prison Officer Sun Ju is not very strong."

"You could report them. Even though Pingchuan City is remote, such things will not be tolerated."

Dongfang Lan paused, then continued, "Of course, if you want to kill them directly, that's also an option. Although it's against the rules, you haven't joined the Town Prison yet."

As she spoke, Dongfang Lan's beautiful eyes darkened with coldness.

Helping ordinary creatures become demons and feeding off the common people was a brutal and monstrous act.

Such people were no different from demons and monsters. They deserved to be killed. But now was not the right time.

Changqing had already left Zizhu Town, traveling along the mountain paths.

"Why not now?"

"The people of Zizhu Town can't bear the consequences. If Sun Ju and Sun Lin have family and friends, they will surely come to seek revenge. These two men are capable of such deeds, so their relatives and friends will be no better. Furthermore, who can guarantee that the Town Prison in Pingchuan City isn't corrupt?"

"So, what will you do?" Dongfang Lan asked.

Changqing held up the chicken head, saying, "I'll go claim my reward."