A carriage of remarkable modesty rolled out of Qingzhou City.
Inside the carriage, two people sat facing each other.
Jiang Chengyun watched the handsome youth and slowly took out a cluster of mixed auras from the Silver Bell, "Take good care of it."
Shen Yi took it in his hands and examined it, "What is this?"
"One hundred and twenty-three auras of Condensation Elixir Realm Demon Monarchs, plus seventeen auras of Embrace Pill Realm Demon Monarchs. These are all the achievements since the demon catchers came to Qingzhou, with everyone getting a share."
"Most of the demons in the vicinity of Qingzhou are here."
Jiang Chengyun exhaled a turbid breath and stared quietly at that cluster of auras. For this object, countless demon catchers had lost their lives, many of whom were his friends and relatives.
Only with this object in hand could they sense at the earliest opportunity whether any demons had set foot in the Twelve Prefectures.
