Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

Wangyang City is located upstream of the Crown Prince River, four hundred miles north is the Crown Prince River section of the Northern Territory Great Wall.

Due to the speed increase in the first half of the journey by the big fish, although there were delays in the middle, it was not late.

The Sturgeon Dragon Boat docked at the Wangyang City port, and a team of demon race cultivators dressed in black with long swords at their waists boarded the ship.

They skillfully checked the status of those loose cultivators.

After inspecting these captives, a fish demon jumped into the water and started negotiating with the big fish, probably discussing work injury issues.

They are the security personnel of Wangyang City, with duties similar to the Sword Hall. Handling these delinquent loose cultivators and investigating the origins of Spirit Transformation Powder were their responsibilities.

Once everything was arranged, a wolf demon girl approached Bai Tao, wagging her tail, ready to speak.

But Bai Tao spoke first, "Hui Xue, if you dare call me Auntie, I'll drug you. Also, how are my foster father and the others?"

The wolf demon girl named Hui Xue snorted, her tail still wagging, "The old man? They're doing great, what's up?"

Bai Tao roughly explained the situation to Hui Xue, whose tail then quieted down. After thinking for a while, she clapped her hands and called over a subordinate, "You, forget it, I'll go find Old Wei myself, our performance this year is secured."

"You go check on the old folks and increase patrols tonight."

After instructing her subordinate on the important matters, Hui Xue returned to her lively demeanor, took Bai Tao's hand, and smiled at Zhang Ze and Lin Feng, "Please follow me, I'll take you to see Old Wei."

Along the way, Zhang Ze learned from Bai Tao and Hui Xue's conversation that Hui Xue was also one of the children raised by Wei Dalu, the same age as Bai Tao.

But she insisted on calling Bai Tao Auntie.

As they walked into the city, Zhang Ze's expression grew more peculiar because the houses in Wangyang City looked somewhat familiar.

Like in He Gang, they were also square and boxy but much taller, mostly three to four stories, resembling the old-style apartment buildings from his past life in the Northeast.

If it weren't for the lack of cars and telephone poles on the street, Zhang Ze would really feel like he was back home.

According to Bai Tao's introduction, the houses were remodeled this way for centralized heating convenience. By placing a heat-gathering magical artifact in one building, dozens of people wouldn't freeze.

These houses originated from the exile era of Dongqi. Despite better heating methods now, the demon race in the Northern Territory had grown accustomed to these houses.

They thought it was lively to have a bunch of people together.

Upon arriving at Hui Xue's office, Zhang Ze stopped in front of the sign.

"Isn't the name a problem?"

"No problem, the Demon-slaying Bureau sounds great," Hui Xue turned to look at Zhang Ze, a bit puzzled.

"But wasn't this the name of the Dongqi department back then..." Zhang Ze hesitated.

"I know, it was Dongqi's office for managing demons, so what? Last month we were called the Ministry of Rites," Hui Xue said as she showed Zhang Ze a waist badge for the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Then, like playing a trick, she pulled out a bunch of badges for the Ministry of War, Ministry of Revenue, Ritual Department, Honglu Temple, and more.

"Come on, up the stairs." She put away the pile of badges, waving for Lin Feng and Zhang Ze to follow her upstairs.

"Don't mind them, they're just too idle." Bai Tao seemed used to the matter.

The demon race in the Four Continents was indeed overly lively. Although some did evil, the number was indeed very few.

And for some unknown reason, the more demons gathered in a place, the happier they became.

The result of this miraculous phenomenon was that in cities like Wangyang City and others in the Northern Territory, which were predominantly demon race, the crime rate plummeted.

And the Hundred Demons Sect basically did not operate in the Northern Territory. One, no demon would join the Hundred Demons Sect. Two, a group of suspicious human race cultivators appearing in cities in the Northern Territory was too conspicuous.

The same was true for the West Continent.

So, the Hundred Demons Sect abandoned the Northern Territory and the West Continent, focusing on plaguing the East Continent.

The Demon-slaying Bureau, where Hui Xue worked, became the most idle department in Wangyang City, with daily tasks involving catching drunkards or finding wallets.

At most, they'd educate the clueless visiting loose cultivators.

Because they were too idle, they spent their time on trivial matters like renaming the department.

But the department couldn't be abolished because there were always unexpected situations that needed handling, like this time.

On the third floor, Hui Xue knocked on the door but didn't wait for a response before pushing it open and walking in.

"Old Wei, look, Bai Tao is back."

Sitting behind the long table inside was a somewhat androgynous-looking man, with three tails behind him gently swaying like a special effect.

Wei Changsheng, the inspector of the Demon-slaying Bureau in Wangyang City. Last month, he was the Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

This was Zhang Ze's first time seeing a male fox, quite a sight, looking nothing like Bai Tao.

Hui Xue's tail was wagging like a whirlwind as she ran over to Wei Changsheng to report the situation.

Wei Changsheng nodded as he listened, "So that person was from the Hundred Demons Sect, no wonder..."

Hui Xue frowned, "Ah, Old Wei, you were already watching him! Why didn't you take me!"

Wei Changsheng sighed, "What's my cultivation, what's your cultivation, you want to go die in Foundation Establishment?"

Hui Xue's tail drooped as she listened.

The demon race's various clans had their own cultivation systems, but they were lazy, unwilling to remember so many names, so they also used Foundation Establishment and Qi Cultivation to define strength.

Anyway, it was all the same.

Ignoring his foolish subordinate wolf, Wei Changsheng walked over to Bai Tao and respectfully said, "It was my oversight, putting Little Auntie..."

"Don't call me Little Auntie!" Bai Tao bristled.

Zhang Ze's eyes darted between Bai Tao and Wei Changsheng; he was truly curious about Bai Tao's actual seniority and how low Wei Changsheng's seniority was.

Fortunately, Wei Changsheng was a highly competent inspector of the Demon-slaying Bureau, quickly arranging matters properly.

The task of finding Blood Tooth Taoist was taken over by Wangyang City's Demon-slaying Bureau.

And Mr. Wei Dalu, Hui Xue had already sent someone to invite him.

With two subplots completed, Zhang Ze prepared to...

He was preparing, only to realize someone was missing.

"Damn! I forgot!" Zhang Ze slapped his forehead and tugged Lin Feng's arm, "Where's Qiu Jidan?"

"Huh? He's still on the boat, right?" Lin Feng was also unsure.

Qiu Jidan, after Bai Tao twisted his neck and covered him with a little blanket, had peacefully slept the entire journey without a fuss. When disembarking, Zhang Ze and the trio completely forgot about Qiu Jidan.

"The one with the little blanket?" Hui Xue asked.

"Yes, you saw him?" Bai Tao quickly nodded.

"Wasn't that a prisoner? I had the brothers send him to the big prison, he's probably with those loose cultivators now." Hui Xue looked innocently at Bai Tao.

Led by Hui Xue, Zhang Ze and the others descended the stairs, taking a hidden door downstairs to the Demon-slaying Bureau's big prison.

The large prison was somewhat empty, apart from a few sobering drunkards, and those loose cultivators caught today.

Zhang Ze quickly made his way to the end of the prison but found only Qiu Jidan's little blanket remaining, with no sign of the person.

He had escaped.