Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

'Jing' didn't know this sentence.

But that's what he did.

He casually pulled a palm-sized leather pouch from his pocket and tossed it to the 'old man.'

"This is part of the 'Extraordinary Power' in our promise."

"If you want to go Uptown, bring me Lauren Delder's corpse, and I'll fulfill the remaining half."

Once the leather pouch appeared, no one's gaze wavered from it.

As the pouch leapt from 'Jing's' hand, it soared high before landing in the 'old man's' grasp.

Never letting go for a moment.

Many people's Qi-Blood surged, wanting to rush out.

But they all held back.

This moment, not yet.

The time hasn't come.

The 'old man' held the pouch, feeling the malicious intent around him as sharp as blades, and laughed, standing there as he raised his voice, "The way to obtain the 'Extraordinary Power' is in my hands, and what I just said holds—I will share it with anyone who can take down one of the bosses, excluding Joseph."

Complete instigation.

But unlike before.

There was no leverage before.

Now there is.

The five bosses besides Joseph cursed the 'old man's' treachery inwardly.

Yet swiftly retreated to their followers' protection.

Even keeping a certain distance from their own men.

Because the 'old man' promised it.

To everyone, naturally including their subordinates.

The 'old man' watched with a smile.

Newport, however, impatiently urged.

"Move aside."

"Of course, of course."

The 'old man' kept repeating, yet unhurriedly saluted 'Jing.'

Right hand on chest, slightly bowed.

Etiquette standard, posture elegant.

Undoubtedly, a bit slow.

Newport grew even more impatient.

Yet he did not urge.

He was 'Jing's' bodyguard, representing 'Jing's' dignity in some ways; he couldn't just push the 'old man' aside now.

'Jing' continued to look at the 'old man' warmly.

Deliberately delaying time?

Or a pretentious thanks?

'Jing' couldn't be sure.

Nonetheless, he had decided in his heart that he must get rid of the 'old man' afterwards.

Moreover, to let the 'old man' experience some of his newfound 'hospitality.'

Under 'Jing's' gaze, the 'old man' stepped back to the side.

An internal alarm told the 'old man' that delaying any longer would truly expose a flaw.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Stepping aside, the 'old man' kept chanting inwardly.

As if hearing the 'old man's' voice.

Just when Newport reached Jason—

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed through the sky.

The ground trembled slightly, and the air fell into silence.

Whoosh!

A strong wind swept across everyone's faces.

At this moment, most couldn't even open their eyes.

A few reacted quickly, dropping to the ground upon hearing the explosion, raising their arms to shield their eyes.

Only a few felt a chill in their hearts.

The explosion came from the core of the Lower City District within Nightless City's Ring City: District 16.

What happened?

Those few were all speculating.

Especially Newport, who felt a growing sense of foreboding.

He turned to look at his boss.

The usually gentle boss's expression slightly twitched.

Seemed very anxious.

But...

Didn't it seem deliberate?

Almost like acting?

Newport didn't quite understand.

However, as soon as his boss's gaze swept over, Newport immediately lowered his head.

The next moment, a buzzing sound came from 'Jing's' pocket.

He pulled out the source of the buzzing.

It was a blue gem.

A small, phantom-like figure appeared on it.

"Boss!"

"It's the Freedom Army!"

"They attacked us!"

The figure spoke rapidly, but just as he finished, a 'bang' was heard.

The figure fell.

Someone thoroughly covered, gun in hand, picked up the other's 'communication device.'

"'Jing'!"

"I..."

"Heh."

The other shouted deeply, but was interrupted by 'Jing's' light chuckle.

Then, 'Jing' directly crushed the gem.

The apparition vanished without a trace.

Then, 'Jing' raised a finger.

The wind brewed upon it.

With a flick of his finger.

Whoosh.

A blade of wind swept across Jason's neck, and Jason's head fell straight off.

Then, 'Jing' raised a finger again.

Fire danced at his fingertip.

Then, he blew lightly.

Whoosh.

The flames rolled, completely engulfing Jason's corpse.

He originally intended to inspect Jason's body in a more straightforward way, but an unexpected event in the stronghold forced him to demonstrate his 'strength'.

He knew the residents of the 'Nightless City' too well.

At this moment, if he doesn't show some 'strength', he will be devoured.

Look at those eyes ready to devour people.

The guys in front of him must be eager.

But...

How could they breach my defense system so quickly.

Since when did the 'Freedom Army' have such a figure?

After sending out last night's notice, 'Jing' knew the 'Freedom Army' would do everything to stop him, so he set up heavy defenses in the 'stronghold' in the Morsen District.

Inside, it wasn't just technological strength.

There was also 'Extraordinary Power'.

Part of it even came directly from 'Uptown'.

Simply put, it was something beyond what the Lower City District in 'Nightless City' had ever seen.

Beyond sacrificing lives, there was no other possibility.

And according to 'Jing's' estimation, at least half of the 'Freedom Army' would die there.

If more, two-thirds could be possible.

As for total annihilation?

He had considered it but didn't want to do it.

The 'Freedom Army' had a good legacy.

And the 'Freedom Army' was still useful to him.

So he spared them.

However, even if that were the case, the 'Freedom Army' couldn't have broken through his defenses so quickly.

It should at least be in the afternoon or even the evening.

And now?

It took less than an hour.

"Could it be that 'Uptown' is having issues?"

'Jing' calmly thought to himself.

But outwardly, he became furious and irate.

"Damn 'Freedom Army'."

"I won't let you get away."

"Just wait for me."

'Jing' displayed a look of gritting his teeth while the people around him watched this scene gleefully.

Many were just short of applauding.

It was just too satisfying.

Too relaxing.

This was what they wanted to see.

'Jing' knew it.

He did it intentionally.

"Open the passage to Sector 30, we're going there temporarily."

'Jing' said to Newpoliton.

Newpoliton nodded.

He had no thoughts of rebellion now; Newpoliton realized his boss was scheming again.

As for what?

He didn't know.

He only knew that if he wanted to survive, he should just obey orders.

Newpoliton went to open the gate.

'Jing' stood still where he was.

An unexpected event occurred.

He had to change his plan.

Is there anyone present whom he could use?

As 'Jing' pondered, his steps unconsciously moved towards Jason's burning corpse.

He seemed to have some words to exchange with the 'old man'.

Not facing each other like before, instead standing in a straight line, 'Jing' looked at the burning corpse, while the 'old man' faced away from the corpse.

"I heard you used to be in the Freedom Army?"

'Jing' asked.

The 'old man' was startled.

Although a few people knew this secret, 'Jing' couldn't have known so quickly.

Could there be someone from the 'Freedom Army' on his side?

"That was when I was young and reckless."

The 'old man' thought to himself, keeping a calm facade on the surface.

"Being young... quite nice."

'Jing' said ambiguous words, seeming to no longer want to look at the corpse as he turned away.

He watched the distant slowly opening metal door, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The 'old man' saw this smile.

And an unprecedented alarm went off in his mind.

What's going on?

Why is it so strange?

What exactly is wrong?

The 'old man's' mind raced, and at that moment, the burning Jason stood up.

Just like that, a blade pierced through 'Jing's' back.

The bladehead pierced through his chest.

'Jing' looked down at the bladehead, gave a weak smile, and then called out loudly—

"Do you want my treasure? Do you want my hidden treasures? Do you want power that surpasses ordinary people?"

"They're hidden... in Sector 30!"