I Can Devour Spirits

Duan Rong returned to Liu’s House, not even taking off his clothes, and tiredly lay down on the bed.

He hadn’t slept all night the day before, and he’d been up until the late hours again tonight. He felt not only physically heavy but also mentally exhausted.

As soon as his back touched the bed, he fell into a groggy sleep.

This sleep, Duan Rong slept deeply.

But after he fell asleep, various dreams incessantly disturbed him.

In the depths of his original memories, his father, mother, playmates, the neighbor girl, and even a little lamb he had raised as a child, all came to talk to Duan Rong.

They spoke words that Duan Rong hardly understood, but everyone was kind and gentle, even the little lamb bleated incessantly around him...

In the dream, Duan Rong felt enveloped in warmth...

After the rooster crowed several times, Duan Rong suddenly woke up.

Duan Rong opened his sleepy eyes, and the remnants of last night’s dream seemed to have left a faint warmth in his body...

Duan Rong didn’t understand what this warmth was. Perhaps it was just a dream...

The window was still dark, and outside it was also silent, with the sky far from fully bright.

Since his soul transmigration, Duan Rong no longer had the habit of sleeping in. He lifted the blanket, got out of bed, washed a bit in the courtyard, and then left Liu’s House.

By this time, the sky was just faintly lit, with a thin strip of pale light in the eastern horizon.

The Yuan Shun Escort Agency was also silent. At this time, people were in their deepest sleep.

Duan Rong walked through the empty Martial Arts Arena in the middle courtyard, then turned a corner and arrived at the front yard of the Escort Agency.

Since becoming an Apprentice Escort Master, he hadn’t been to this front yard for a long time.

Duan Rong walked past the dormitory for the servant disciples where he used to stay, and heavy, mixed snores came faintly from inside...

Duan Rong’s eyes swept over the bricks and tiles of the courtyard, and he couldn’t help but sigh...

Duan Rong was just passing through, and his steps didn’t pause as he walked through the courtyard and along the alley.

After a few breaths, Duan Rong walked into a side door and stepped into a somewhat spacious courtyard.

Although the courtyard was spacious, it was otherwise empty and desolate.

This was the place within the Escort Agency where firewood and charcoal were stored.

Every autumn, the courtyard was piled with dry firewood and various qualities of charcoal. But after a winter’s use, by this warm spring weather, it was mostly emptied.

In the corner of the courtyard, there was a weapon rack with many broken weapons for the servant disciples to practice with.

As Duan Rong looked at this courtyard, some familiar past events floated to the surface of his mind.

Among their batch of servant disciples, only he and Kong Bin were selected as Apprentice Escort Masters. The others either stayed as servant laborers for life, like Old Man Sun at the Horse Stable, or left the Escort Agency to seek other paths.

Traveling through these old places again, an inexplicable sadness welled up in Duan Rong’s heart.

In fact, he didn’t come here to reminisce the past; he didn’t have the leisure for that!

Duan Rong’s Cow Tail Saber, having been used to kill Jie Daohan, had chipped in two or three places and was basically ruined.

He had been using this Cow Tail Saber for a year already, and he came here to find a resting place for it.

Duan Rong drew the Cow Tail Saber from his waist, and in the dim morning light, the blade still glinted coldly, with two obvious nicks on the edge.

Standing there, Duan Rong casually tossed the Broken Blade Cow Tail Blade, and with a clang, it lodged into the weapon rack.

After glancing at the weapon rack in the dim morning light, Duan Rong turned and left the courtyard without looking back.

Duan Rong walked along the path in the front yard and made his way to the large gate of the Escort Agency.

Once outside, Duan Rong headed straight to the beef soup shop on West Main Street. He ordered a large bowl of beef soup and two sesame cakes, then sat down by the street.

Although the day was just dawning, there were already a few scattered people on West Main Street.

Duan Rong slurped a mouthful of the hot beef soup while looking at the familiar street scene.

Over a year after transmigrating here, he had become familiar with the customs of Xianggu County. Now, heading to the sect far away, he wondered if he’d ever return.

Unlike the others who still had family here, he felt no real ties to bind him.

Duan Rong took a bite of the sesame cake, then used his chopsticks to pick out several slices of beef and stuffed them into his mouth.

He chewed with puffed cheeks.

Would he still be able to enjoy such satisfying breakfasts once he reached the Taiyi Sect?

Unhurriedly, Duan Rong finished the large bowl of beef soup and sesame cakes, wiped his mouth, and left somewhat reluctantly.

By now, the day was fully bright.

The market suddenly became busy, with loud noises erupting in front of many shop fronts.

Duan Rong strolled leisurely along, heading in the direction of the weapon shop along West Main Street.

Since his Cow Tail Saber was ruined, he planned to pick a suitable new weapon from the shop.

To be honest, after breaking through the Great Perfection Realm, the Cow Tail Saber had already become somewhat unwieldy, but he hadn’t had the opportunity to change it before being tracked by Jie Daohan just as he entered the city.

At this time, the weapon shop had just opened, and the clerk inviting customers inside was yawning, looking like he hadn’t fully woken up.

Just then, Duan Rong walked over slowly.

Seeing Duan Rong in Escort Master’s attire, the clerk beamed and said, ”Customer, you’re early! What are you looking for?”

Duan Rong replied, ”I’m looking for a saber for myself!”

The clerk immediately responded, ”Then come inside. The sabers are in the east, in the most prominent position!”