Jiang Yuechu was very helpless.
Extremely helpless.
The saying, "Famous people invite trouble, like fat pigs invite slaughter," truly wasn't a joke.
The Demon Suppression Division, how majestic was this place?
In the past, ordinary commoners had to walk around the entrance, afraid of touching even a trace of Evil Qi.
But now.
The area outside the Demon Suppression Division's main gate had clearly become a scenic spot in Liangzhou Prefecture.
Starting every morning, people began gathering one after another.
There were young Scholars shaking their heads and claiming to be romantic.
There were Young Masters dressed in fine silks, clearly the sons of wealthy families.
There were even some burly, thick-waisted Stout Men who looked bashful.
They didn't make noise; they just stood guard at the entrance, craning their necks, just to catch a distant glimpse of the legendary Dragon-Slaying Fairy.
On this day, Jiang Yuechu was preparing to return to her Small Courtyard.
Just as she reached the main entrance of the Demon Suppression Division, she heard a small commotion outside.
"She's here! She's here! Lord Jiang has come out!"
Jiang Yuechu's expression darkened, and she raised her foot, ready to step outside.
"Lord! Lord, wait!"
A pale-faced Scholar squeezed to the front, holding a scroll, "Lord Jiang, I am untalented, but I painted a Portrait for you. I ask the Fairy..."
Before he could finish, a Young Master in silk robes next to him scoffed and pushed him aside.
"What skill is painting?" The Young Master in silk robes held a brocade box, his face full of arrogance, "Fairy Jiang, my father is the Manager of Fuyun Tower! This East Sea Night Pearl is worth a thousand gold pieces. I offer it to the Fairy as a small token of my affection!"
"Lord, don't listen to him. His father just runs a restaurant! My family runs a Silk Shop!"
"Lord, look at me! I... I'm good in bed!"
The Demon Suppression Guards guarding the gate turned pale, drew his Waist Saber, and shouted sternly, "Step back! This is a restricted area of the Demon Suppression Division! If anyone dares to cause a commotion again, you will all be arrested!"
But this group of people seemed to have eaten the guts of a bear and a leopard, showing no fear whatsoever.
"Official Sir, we just admire Lord Jiang! We have no malicious intent!"
"That's right, that's right! We'll leave after just one glance!"
"..."
The Demon Suppression Guards guarding the gate's face twitched, veins bulging on the back of his hands, yet he was helpless.
"Boss, are we really just going to watch?"
A young Demon Suppression Guards gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.
The older Commandant sighed and shook his head, "What else can we do? Really arrest all of them? None of these people have committed any major crimes. At most, they'd be given a few spanks or fined some Silver Money. We can't just execute them all, can we?"
These words made several Demon Suppression Guardss feel a surge of frustration.
That's right, we can't just execute them all, can we?
But at this moment, that exact thought genuinely flashed through Jiang Yuechu's mind.
Damn... I really want to chop every single one of them down.
But then she remembered that Wei He had specifically sent someone to relay a message today.
"I know you're annoyed, but bear with it. Be sure not to act rashly. Once this craze passes, the commoners will forget."
Clearly, Wei He was truly afraid that she might unleash an Unrivaled massacre in front of the Demon Suppression Division in a fit of rage... Jiang Yuechu slowly exhaled a breath of Turbid Qi, suppressing the murderous intent boiling in her heart.
She raised her eyelids, her cold, clear eyes sweeping over the crowd, and her thin lips parted slightly.
"Scram."
The originally noisy crowd instantly fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at her, clearing a path.
Jiang Yuechu didn't say another word, walking straight through the crowd toward her Small Courtyard.
But before she had gotten far, discussions started up again behind her.
"D-did you hear that? The Fairy... the Fairy spoke to me!"
"Bullshit!"
The Young Master in silk robes next to him shoved him away, his expression arrogant mixed with a hint of ecstasy, "She clearly spoke to me! She was looking at me!"
"It was me! She was telling me to roll into her heart!"
"..."
The Demon Suppression Guardss guarding the gate exchanged glances.
Are these people... truly mentally ill?
...Returning to her Small Courtyard, Jiang Yuechu took off her Mysterious Black Robe, draped it casually over the back of a chair, and changed into clean, ordinary clothes, feeling much more relaxed.
She picked up a Rough Porcelain Bowl, poured herself some water, and drank it in one gulp, finally suppressing the dryness in her throat.
With a thought.
The Scroll slowly unfurled.
[Host: Jiang Yuechu]
[Realm: Core Formation Mid-Stage]
[Dao Cultivation: Six hundred and eighty-one years]
[Demons Collected: Tiger Mountain God (Heavenly Perfection)...]
[Innate Divine Abilities: Yin Method Heaven Bestowal, Tiger Fiend Blood Boil...]
[Martial Arts: "Tiger Roar Demon Suppressing Saber" (Supreme)]
"Green Cliff Returning Shadow" (Supreme)]
"Blood Food Technique" (Supreme)]
"Sealing Mouth and Solidifying Qi Method" (Perfection)]
"Ten Thousand Ravines Returning to Origin Scripture" (Supreme)]
Jin Wugu (Perfection)]
Her Panel was now quite luxurious.
However... she was conflicted about whether or not to save some Dao Cultivation for later use.
In the past, she definitely would have saved it.
It wasn't that she had Dao Cultivation but refused to use it, preferring to make rushed preparations at the last minute.
Ultimately, she was afraid that one day an unbeatable enemy would appear, leaving her no room to fight back.
At that time, regardless of the enemy's Realm or background, she would directly smash thousands of years of Dao Cultivation at them all at once. She didn't believe that wouldn't kill the opponent.
But now... Jiang Yuechu's gaze was subtle.
She seemed to realize that, unconsciously, her strength had reached a rather exaggerated level.
Not to mention Cross-Realm Combat, but within the Same Realm, she genuinely hadn't encountered anyone who felt troublesome.
In that case... should she just use it first?
But on second thought.
What if she encountered a situation like the White Flood Dragon again?
If her Dao Cultivation wasn't enough then, would she really have to give up collecting a Great Demon for nothing?
Six hundred years of Dao Cultivation seemed like a lot, but if she actually used it, it would only be enough to add points to the Black Bear and the Wolf Demon.
Just collecting the Portraits of two Core Formation Great Demons required nearly a thousand years; the next stage would certainly require more.
Furthermore, she understood things clearly now.
The most important thing about the hundred demons compendium was never the Cultivation Techniques or Martial Arts, but the Divine Abilities and Innate Talents of the Demons.
However, whether it was the Flesh and Blood Demonic Armor, Demonization, or Summon Demon, none of them could be used in plain sight.
Therefore, the Martial Arts aspect couldn't be neglected either!
Speaking of Martial Arts, Jiang Yuechu had a headache again... Although she currently possessed many Martial Skills, counting on her fingers, only the "Ten Thousand Ravines Returning to Origin Scripture" could barely be considered a Core Formation Realm Cultivation Technique/Martial Art... and that was a Pill Fusion Art.
As for the Tiger Roar Demon Suppressing Saber and the Sealing Mouth and Solidifying Qi Method, they were merely Minggu Realm Martial Arts.
Using Minggu Realm Martial Arts to fight enemies with a Core Formation Realm Cultivation was somewhat embarrassing.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuechu picked up the Tea Bowl and drank the remaining water in one gulp.
"I still need to find some Proper Cultivation Techniques."