Joining the Demon Hunter Bureau and serving the government allows one to receive various official rewards, such as cultivation techniques, Daoist arts, elixirs, magical treasures, and other resources.

Furthermore, joining the Demon Hunter Bureau grants one an official and orthodox status in Great Xia, with a position no less than that of a disciple of an immortal sect.

For many cultivators, this is also a righteous path!

In reality, Samuel Brooks now lives with only the little bear for company; he is the sole living person left in the entire Baihong Temple. Compared to unaffiliated wandering cultivators, there is little difference.

“By joining the Demon Hunter Bureau, you can receive a monthly salary, which includes not only silver but also elixirs.”

David Turner said, “If you achieve merit, the rewards are even greater. Moreover, the Demon Hunter Bureau holds a vast collection of ancient texts and abundant resources, and there are Realms of Spirit Masters who periodically lecture on key cultivation points…”

He looked at Samuel Brooks and said earnestly, “You are a rare cultivation talent. If you receive guidance from a renowned master and the support of the court, you are sure to achieve greatness!”

Samuel Brooks replied with a smile, “Thank you for your appreciation, but I am a free spirit, not fond of rules and restrictions.”

David Turner was a bit helpless, and also somewhat regretful.

In his eyes, this was youthful pride, believing that with his own strength alone, he could rise smoothly on the path of cultivation.

But such youths often waste many years, and in the end, cannot avoid regret.

Yet, after wasting their youth, if they finally awaken, it may already be too late.

“Well, it’s entirely up to you. But if you change your mind in the future, you can find me in the Guangshan Region.”

After saying this, David Turner asked, “Where do you plan to go next?”

Samuel Brooks said, “I plan to settle in the Guangshan Region for the long term, to protect the people nearby.”

A deep, indescribable respect rose in David Turner’s heart. He saluted and said, “Such noble virtue! We cultivators should be like you—dedicated to slaying demons and upholding justice, restoring peace to the world, and bringing a prosperous and tranquil era to the people!”

Samuel Brooks’s expression was complicated, and he muttered inwardly, “If I say now that I just want to go back and rebuild my temple, would he feel awkward?”

David Turner pondered for a moment, then said, “If you are interested in slaying the demons listed on the Demon Hunt Roll, there is a major event happening recently.”

Samuel Brooks asked, “What major event?”

David Turner reached out and produced several sheets of paper.

On the top sheet was a drawing of a flood dragon, its eyes fierce and menacing, with two horns like spears.

But the dragon’s scales were both crimson and jet black, distributed irregularly in a mottled, chaotic pattern.

“Three days ago, three Gold-robed Demon Slayers from our Demon Hunter Bureau trapped the ninth-ranked Crimson Black Flood Dragon at the upper reaches of the Yuan River.”

“It is expected that within seven days, they will break through the flood dragon’s innate supernatural powers and slay it!”

“But this mixed-blood flood dragon, on that day, led over a hundred shrimp and crab soldiers, traveling upstream along the rivers and seas, invading the Yuan River from the seas beyond the borders of Great Xia.”

“To prevent these shrimp and crab soldiers from interfering, all the Demon Slayers of the Guangshan Region’s Demon Hunter Bureau have already rushed to the Yuan River.”

“In addition, Qingming Prefecture has transferred Demon Hunter Bureau personnel from surrounding regions to provide support.”

“However, the great battle at the Yuan River may erupt before reinforcements arrive, and there is still concern about insufficient manpower.”

“If you are interested, you can register your name with me. At that time, for every minor demon you slay on the outskirts of the Yuan River, you will receive a reward.”

As David Turner finished speaking, he saw the young Daoist’s expression change as he pulled out the page about the mixed-blood flood dragon.

Then, the young Daoist drew out the next page.

It depicted a black human figure, with body and face obscured.

In the shadow’s hand was a long sword, greenish-blue in color, with intricate patterns, exuding an air of profound mystery.

“Tun Yin Mountain’s Charles Bennett?” Samuel Brooks’s tone grew heavier.

“That’s right. The demonic cultivator Autumn you slew earlier was his disciple,” David Turner said, not surprised that he recognized him. “The source of this portrait is that seven days ago, he snuck into the Yuan River to meet the Crimson Black Flood Dragon, and was discovered by the Demon Slayers assigned to monitor the river.”

“This sword…” Samuel Brooks’s gaze sharpened.

“This sword is quite strange. Before he entered the Great Xia Dynasty, his sword had already been broken,” David Turner said. “But now, the sword in his hand is of extremely high grade, nearly at the level of an immortal sword. It has made his sword energy even sharper, his combat skills have multiplied, and he even severely wounded a Gold-robed Demon Slayer from the Bureau. No one knows where he got it.”

“……”

Samuel Brooks recognized this magic sword.

According to memories from his previous life, this was the inherited magic sword of Baihong Temple, and also the token of the sect master passed down from the founding ancestor!

This magic sword had always been in his master’s possession.

Ever since his master perished a year ago, leaving no remains, the sect master’s sword had also gone missing.

He remembered that Charles Bennett only entered the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty last month!

How did this sword end up in Charles Bennett’s hands?

His previous self had an obsession—to retrieve the magic sword and become the rightful sect master of Baihong Temple.

Without the sect master’s sword, he would have neither legitimacy nor authority.

More importantly, with the sect’s cultivation method, inheriting this sword would allow him to receive the supreme legacy—the immortal-grade sword technique created by the founding ancestor!

“What do you think about going to the Yuan River?”