Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 46: Obtaining the Treasure Saber

"Caught a petty thief, everyone don’t worry about it!"

The commotion from Wei Fan and Han Qian’s fight had already startled the neighbors. Someone opened their door to ask if Wei Fan needed help, but he persuaded them to go back inside.

He lowered his head to look at the subdued Han Qian and said, "Not talking? Do you want me to make this unpleasant for you?"

Han Qian’s expression changed, and the next moment he felt a piercing pain in his hand, contorting his face in agony.

It was because Wei Fan had crushed one of his fingers, leaving it a mangled bloody mess.

Han Qian gritted his teeth and said, "I accept it, but someone will settle this blood debt for me sooner or later!"

He was tough; even though his finger was crushed, he didn’t cry out.

Crack...

Seeing this, Wei Fan proceeded to crush Han Qian’s remaining fingers: "You have one last chance!"

Han Qian’s expression was painfully twisted, and his whole body broke out in a sweat, but he still didn’t speak.

"Such a stubborn mouth, then I’ll send you on your way!"

At this point, with nothing useful to extract, Wei Fan immediately crushed Han Qian’s neck.

[Killed Han Qian, gained 40 years of power]

[Current power level: 331 years]

The accumulated power has broken through three hundred!

Wei Fan began searching the body and found nothing useful on Han Qian aside from some money.

"Never mind, unless those people don’t seek revenge for him, I’ll eventually find out who wants to kill me."

Wei Fan went over to pick up Han Qian’s treasure saber that had been flung away.

The material of this saber was excellent; even though it didn’t harm him, under his one-arm force of a hundred thousand pounds, the saber had neither shattered nor chipped.

"Cold Moon Saber?!"

He examined it closely and found that the saber even had a name with the words "Cold Moon" inscribed on the handle.

"From now on, you will be my saber!"

He drew the Captain’s issued saber and struck it against the Cold Moon Saber, instantly creating a nick in it.

He called a few night patrollers to take away Han Qian’s body before finally returning home to sleep.

...

Early in the morning, Wei Fan strode into the office with the saber at his waist.

"Chief Wei!"

"Greetings, Lord Wei!"

Facing those who greeted him, Wei Fan nodded one by one and walked to his seat and sat down.

After sitting for a while, Squad Leader Luo Wen appeared.

"We’ve got some clues on the identity of Han Qian who attempted to assassinate you last night!"

Luo Wen sat down, saying he had been sleeping last night and came right away upon hearing of the assassination attempt. "It’s just because you, Wei Fan, were targeted, that the whole city’s citizens were so eager to identify the body.

Just now someone reported that this Han Qian arrived in Yun City yesterday with two others and entered the City Lord’s Mansion. Afterward, those two left Yun City with the City Lord and the Second Young Master’s bodies.

This matter likely relates to the City Lord’s death."

The City Lord?

The City Lord was killed by a Demon Fiend, which is also my responsibility.

Luo Wen continued, "I’ve checked, the City Lord’s hometown is near Su City, so you should be careful in the future. Now that people are dead, there’s no way to hold anyone accountable."

Wei Fan nodded, knowing it’s vital to understand the background.

When he eventually goes to Su City, he will investigate Han Qian’s background further.

"By the way, is there any news on the new City Lord yet?"

It was only because he had strongly swept away the nefarious forces in Yun City, otherwise the death of the City Lord would have thrown Yun City into chaos.

Luo Wen said, "Su City has been notified, and within seven or eight days, the new City Lord should take office. With your merit, it’s unlikely you’ll miss the post of Captain."

Wei Fan shook his head, knowing that Luo Wen wasn’t aware of his imminent entry into the Demon Suppression Bureau yet.

The position of Captain in a small place like Yun City pales in comparison to the prestige of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

The day passed quickly, and after dinner at a restaurant, Wei Fan met up with Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong and headed towards the Black Wind Stronghold.

The main base of Black Wind Stronghold was located in a rugged mountain area outside Yun City. With a natural defensive position of one man guarding against ten thousand, it stood on a steep mountainside.

By the time Wei Fan and his two companions arrived, the sky was already darkening.

"With this terrain, it’s impossible to sneak into the stronghold. They say killing the Crocodile Demon is the goal, but with these conditions, it’s impossible without a frontal assault."

Looking at the terrain around Black Wind Stronghold, Ning Xuan frowned deeply.

Even if they managed to sneak into Black Wind Stronghold, how could they engage the Crocodile Demon without alerting others?

"There should be a chance to sneak in at night. At that time, you two just need to protect yourselves; leave the rest to me!"

After observing for a long time, Wei Fan realized that without an all-out confrontation against all the bandits of Black Wind Stronghold, there was no chance to take down the Crocodile Demon alone.

"Then we’ll trouble you, Brother Wei!"

The three of them found a couple of hidden spots to sit and conserve energy, and time quickly approached midnight.

By this time, the patrols of Black Wind Stronghold were starting to slack off, not as vigilant as before.

"They’re changing the guard, now’s the time!"

When the patrols were out of sight for a moment, the three began moving, climbing up a concealed cliff and successfully infiltrating the stronghold.

Though the platform on the mountainside was vast and had many buildings, including a training field.

"You two stay here, I’ll go grab someone and ask where the Crocodile Demon is. If things get dangerous, then come to assist me!"

After an agreement, Wei Fan disappeared into the night and soon captured a patrolling lackey.

"Tell me where your Big Leader’s room is, and I’ll spare your life. Don’t shout—I can kill you before you make a sound!"

Wei Fan released his grip.

The lackey, terrified, didn’t shout and instead pointed a direction to Wei Fan.

"Please don’t kill me, the Big Leader is over there!"

"Now, sleep tight!"

He knocked the lackey unconscious with a slap, sparing his life.

Though a bandit, the panel showed no negative reaction towards the small lackey, indicating he hadn’t done much wrong.

In fact, aside from a few genuinely wicked people, most in Black Wind Stronghold were villagers forced to become bandits because they had no way to survive below the mountain.

Truly, if there was enough food and clothing, few would choose to become outlaws in the mountains.

Using the cover of night, Wei Fan turned into a puff of smoke, drifting towards the room pointed out by the lackey.

"Clang..."

As he approached the room, a deep bell rang out.

"I’ve been discovered!"

Wei Fan frowned, halting his steps.

Soon after, torches lit up in all directions, instantly revealing dozens of crossbowmen encircling him.

"Haha... Wei Fan, you’ve finally come. How do you like my welcoming gift?"

The room opened, and a brawny man stepped out.

His face was full of bushy beard, but similar to the Crocodile Demon Wei Fan had dealt with, he was bald, with limbs of unusual proportionality.

[Crocodile Demon: Fourth Grade of the True Realm, Leader of Black Wind Stronghold, has eaten over a hundred people]

[Killing him would grant 160 years of power]

Wei Fan twitched his mouth.

He had praised the Demon Suppression Bureau’s intelligence as fearsome earlier, but now it seemed not much.

The Reception Envoy claimed that the head of Black Wind Stronghold was only a Third Grade Great Demon, but the panel showed him as a Fourth Grade. If Wei Fan hadn’t joined, Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong might have been in grave danger.