Lin Xue was somewhat surprised.
She had actually received 100 experience points.
Yu Changfeng was a ninth stage Qi Refinement cultivator and only gave 50 experience points.
This female demon, however, was only a fifth stage Qi Refinement, yet it gave 100 points?
She pondered for a moment and guessed it was probably because the female demon was killed by her own hand, so the experience reward was higher.
Whereas Yu Changfeng died from a failed body-snatching attempt—not directly by her hand—so it was considered a windfall and thus granted fewer points.
Viewed this way, it made sense.
Looking at Yu Honglian’s corpse, Lin Xue finally exhaled deeply.
She had finally killed this female demon, and now she was truly free from danger.
As for the female demon’s parting words, “You’ll soon come down here to join me,” Lin Xue didn’t take them seriously.
She had seen plenty of movies and novels where villains, unwilling to admit defeat, would say a few arrogant lines at death just to irritate the protagonist.
Now everything was over; it was time to clean up the battlefield and gather the spoils.
In the female demon’s hand lay the Blood Fiend Magic Blade that once filled Lin Xue with dread and pressure, now motionless.
Its blood-red blade reflected the cold moonlight.
Lin Xue crouched down and tentatively touched the cruel blade with her fingertips.
She could feel the blade brimful with potent power.
So this was a magic weapon—definitely different from ordinary iron.
After a few tentative touches and feeling no immediate danger, she grasped the back of the blade and pulled it free from Yu Honglian’s hand.
Holding it carefully, she examined it.
The blade was about a foot long, entirely blood-red, a straight edge with a single sharpened side, and incredibly sharp.
In the recent battle, her iron sword had several notches chipped out, yet this Blood Fiend Magic Blade remained intact, without any damage.
It was indeed a fine weapon.
To succeed in any endeavor, one must first sharpen their tools.
She was in need of a good weapon.
The Swiftwind Sword Manual taught sword techniques, and although this blade was a bit short and only single-edged, it could still pass as a short sword.
Lin Xue gripped the Blood Fiend Blade and stood up, swinging it a few times to test its feel.
It was quite good.
She would make this her weapon from now on.
She only wondered how to release the spells inscribed on the blade.
Not to mention the eerie wail it emitted—especially useful in battle.
Letting out a sudden howl would definitely catch opponents off guard and cause great harm.
Lin Xue tried to channel her demon energy through her right hand toward the blade.
But just like Yu Changfeng’s Storage Pouch, her energy only circled around the hilt and failed to connect further with the blade.
It seemed this blade was locked.
Lin Xue felt a little disappointed.
Oh well, it would still serve well as a sturdy ordinary weapon.
She then looked toward Yu Honglian’s waist but found no Storage Pouch there.
Lin Xue was puzzled.
Where was the female demon’s Storage Pouch?
A fifth stage Qi Refinement cultivator surely wouldn’t be without a Storage Pouch, an almost basic piece of equipment everyone had.
Then she recalled that the female demon had always pulled out the Blood Fiend Blade from her sleeve.
Could it be that the Storage Pouch was hidden in the sleeve?
She reached into Yu Honglian’s sleeve and indeed felt a small pouch.
But it was sewn into the sleeve and couldn’t be removed.
Lin Xue then stripped the entire Daoist Robe off Yu Honglian.
That robe was a protective treasure and had blocked several of Lin Xue’s sword strikes just now.
She decided to take it along—she would clean it and wear it herself later!
Lin Xue laid the robe on the ground, then pulled the Storage Pouches from the waists of the three already-dried Demon Slaying Division Officers and threw them onto the robe.
She bundled the robe into a small package and slung it over her shoulder.
She still couldn’t open these Storage Pouches, but just now in the ancestral hall, she’d noticed the young officer’s pouch was destroyed by the Wind Blade summoned by Zhanfeng.
That gave her an idea.
She could find a safe place later and try using the Blood Fiend Blade to forcibly cut open these pouches to retrieve their contents.
She was especially eager about Yu Changfeng’s Storage Pouch.
She wondered what surprises it might hold.
As for the burly officer’s longbow and the old thin man’s writing brush, she had checked them carefully and felt no spiritual energy stirring.
They were likely just ordinary weapons, and since she had no use for them, she left them on the original owner’s corpse.
Nearby, the villagers still lying weakly on the ground saw Lin Xue wielding that terrifying magic blade and pacing about with fear etched on their faces.
They feared she might swing that bloodthirsty blade at them like the female demon had.
The blade had already scared them out of their wits.
Most of the deaths and injuries were not caused by the Blood Fiend Magic Blade sucking out flesh but rather from that useless Captain Yang Yuhai recklessly firing Wind Blades.
Some had been lucky enough to avoid fatal strikes but were left disabled with missing limbs, and many had lost family members.
The ground was filled with wailing and sorrow.
Lin Xue couldn’t bear to watch this tragic scene and didn’t know how to comfort these pitiful people.
Normally, handling aftermath and comforting civilians was the government’s responsibility.
Lin Xue looked toward that useless Captain Yang Yuhai.
He was still lying inside his Wind Shield, motionless and unconscious.
She was speechless about him.
She had hoped that this short, stout captain’s magic weapon could summon a refreshing breeze to disperse the female demon’s blood mist and perhaps assist her during the fight to lessen the difficulty.
But he was completely useless, just sitting inside his Wind Shield watching the show.
Later, he was so terrified by a ghostly howl that he fainted, unable to help at all.
But with him unconscious, it was fine.
After all, no matter how useless he was, he was still an official Captain of the Demon-Slaying Bureau, and she was a snake demon.
In a way, she and this useless captain were like thief and soldier.
The female demon had called her a snake demon several times during the fight, and this captain surely heard it.
With the female demon as a common enemy, she and the Demon-Slaying Division officer might have maintained some uneasy peace.
Now that the female demon was dead, things were awkward.
It was good that he was unconscious—avoiding an awkward situation.
She decided to quickly finish cleaning up and leave.
Lin Xue shifted her gaze to the long saber in that useless captain’s hand.
The saber had a name—it was called Zhanfeng, and it was also a magic weapon.
Plus, the captain’s bulging Storage Pouch made her very envious.
Should she take advantage of him still being unconscious to break through his Wind Shield and forcibly seize his magic weapon and Storage Pouch?
She hesitated for a moment but gave up the idea.
That captain had said his family had a Foundation Establishment ancestor.
If she robbed him in front of the villagers, she might invite the wrath of a Foundation Establishment cultivator later.
Better to avoid unnecessary trouble.
She would just grab the Heavenly Demon Transformation Art placed on the beam inside the ancestral hall and leave quickly.
Lin Xue slung the bundle over her shoulder, held the Blood Fiend Blade, and entered the ancestral hall.
Upon entering, she was surprised to see the young Demon Slaying Division officer, who had been pinned to the wall by an arrow, was awake.