Chapter 783 Wang Ling’s Identity! Zhou Dao Appears

Inside the teahouse, there was a dead water-like silence.

Everyone's eyes became horrified and shocked, and they fell tremblingly on the fallen head, and then slowly moved up to look at the harmless young man.

Although the border areas are chaotic, there are often battles and killings.

But killing people and removing heads with a snap of their fingers was so fast that people couldn't even tell who did it.

Such methods and ruthlessness still surprised these masters who had been hanging around the border all year round.

"What is this young man's background? Was he the one who pulled out the knife just now?"

"It's as powerful as thunder. This kind of sword skill is too terrifying."

"Without the light of the sword, this young man has no head and is still terrifying. When did such a young master come to Songyan Town?"

Everyone withdrew their gazes one after another and did not dare to look again, otherwise this would be blasphemy to the strong.

"You... how dare you..."

Finally, a scream of fear came from the mourning dog camp.

"What's your name? Those who want to live will be under my command from now on." Scar touched the scar on his face, squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but sneered.

"In this case, maybe I will avenge your leader."

"Revenge!?" Everyone was startled and couldn't help but look at Wang Ling with doubts.

The murderer is here, maybe Scar will take action himself and kill his men.

"Of course, Mang Dog is my good brother. Since he died in the hands of the Demon Control Division, how can we not avenge him?"

As he spoke, Scar glanced behind him.

All the subordinates shouted: "Yes, Lord Mang Dog did die in the hands of the masters of the Demon Control Division."

The cold shouts were like knives pressing down on Mang Dog's men.

Their expressions changed suddenly, and after some struggle, they finally lowered their heads.

"It's all up to Lord Scar."

"He who knows the current affairs is a wise man." Scar smiled, and after absorbing the forces of the mourning dog, his power will be greatly increased, and he will be fully capable of competing for the position of [Flag Bearer].

All this is because of this new subordinate.

Thinking of this, Scar stood up slowly, walked towards Wang Ling, and patted his shoulder.

"Boy, you did a good job."

As soon as he finished speaking, Scar gave Wang Ling a big hug.

Wang Ling didn't say anything, just smiled.

He knew very well that at this moment, he had truly gained Scar's trust and had penetrated into the Demon Suppression Department.

Compared to the Demon Control Division, the Demon Suppression Division is full of chaos and violence.

Under the seemingly strict hierarchical system, it is actually a primitive jungle where the real strong survive.

Here, the only way to survive is to continue to get stronger and climb higher.

"Xiao Wang Ling, you are very skilled. When I become the [Flag Bearer], I will recommend you to be the [Black Flag Bearer]. You are one of my generals." Scar laughed.

As soon as these words came out, all the experts from the Demon Suppression Division cast envious glances at Wang Ling.

Within the Demon Suppression Division, there is a strict hierarchy.

The general members are all [Demon Suppressing Guards], and only those who have reached the ninth level of the Refining Realm are qualified to serve as the [Flag Protector].

Once you step into the true realm, you can be promoted to [Small Flag User], then to [White Flag User], and then to [Black Flag User].

It had been less than two months since Wang Ling entered the Demon Suppression Department, and he had already been appreciated by Scar. If he really became a [Black Flag Envoy], then such a promotion speed would be terrible.

Haven't seen it in years.

"Thank you, Lord Scar." Wang Ling said, cupping his fists.

"I'll give these people to you first and train them well." Scar showed enough trust that he handed over all the newly subdued Mourning Dog's subordinates to Wang Ling.

This made other people's eyes almost pop out.

Some of them have been following Scar for nearly ten years, and they have never received such favor. How long has this little devil been here? How do they feel when they are about to take over the power?

However, the situation is compelling.

This kid from the capital is indeed extraordinary. He didn't show off at first, but in a fierce battle with the Demon Controller, he burst out with terrifying power and even saved Scar's life.

At such a young age, he actually stepped into the real world, coupled with life-long friendships.

This makes Scar rely heavily on and trust him.

"You will definitely live up to your destiny."

Wang Ling glanced sideways and glanced at it.

The subordinates of the mourning dogs were all frightened, and they lowered their heads like docile sheep.

"Let's go." Wang Ling ordered.

Those people all started up and followed without any hesitation.

"Hahaha, okay."

Scar saw this in his eyes and couldn't help but laugh, showing admiration as he watched Wang Ling leave.

The moment Wang Ling walked out of the door, the smile on Scar's face suddenly faded, and a cold look appeared in his eyes.

"Han Crow..."

"grown ups."

A man wearing a long coat and a sinister face came out and approached Scar.

"I asked you to send someone to check this kid's background. Have you found out clearly?" Scar whispered.

"I have sent people to the capital to check it out. This kid did come from there. He studied Taoism at Xuantian Temple before. Later, he was expelled from the school because he secretly learned the taboos in the temple. He committed several major crimes in the capital. He was spotted by our people and brought in."

Having said this, Han Ya came to a conclusion.

"There shouldn't be anything suspicious."

"If this kid is really suspicious, he should make up another life experience and not say that he is from the capital, otherwise it will be too ostentatious."

"Stupid." Scar narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"He said he was from the capital, which makes it even harder to detect. After all, that is the territory of the Demon Control Division. Besides, he has entered the real realm at such a young age. If he does not come from a large sect, how can he explain his cultivation? ?”

"Your Excellency, you suspect that this boy is a hook set by the Demon Control Division?" Han Ya asked in surprise.

Dao Scar obviously relied on Wang Ling, but who would have thought that he would have become suspicious a long time ago.

"I can sit where I am today only because of caution." Scar sneered: "Where is this guy's guide? Find him here."

"He died last month during the siege by the Monster Control Division." Han Ya whispered.

"Such a coincidence!?"

Scar's face darkened slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Collect the information on this kid and report it to the [Authenticity Authentication Agency] for them to screen."

"Authenticity Department!?" Han Ya was surprised.

That is the highest-level intelligence department in the Demon Suppression Division, and even controls the senior spies placed within the Demon Control Division. Such an existence would generally not handle tasks sent by them at this level.

"Just submit it. Whether or not to investigate is their own business. If there is a problem in the future, we can remove it." Scar sneered.

In fact, Wang Ling's identity may or may not be important to him.

The key is whether his own interests can be protected.

This is the law for the survival of the Demon-Suppressing Division.

"My subordinate understands." Han Ya nodded.

He was stunned for a moment and looked at the corpse of the zombie dog on the ground, which had already lost its head.

"Sir, what should I do with the body of a deceased dog?"

Scar glanced sideways and said calmly: "Take it out and feed it to the dog."

"As you command!"

Han Ya lowered his head respectfully.

…

That night, a piece of information was sent to the capital.

In the elegant small courtyard of the Monster Control Division headquarters, Lu Xianyang was wearing a long coat and was reading the official documents sent by Xinjin.

Suddenly, a dead leaf fluttered and fell on the table in the pavilion.

Words popped out like tadpoles, rearranged in front of him, and disintegrated in an instant.

"Wang Ling!?" Lu Xianyang frowned slightly, showing dissatisfaction.

The Demon Suppressor even came to him on a mission to detect a kid?

You know, he is the highest-ranking spy within the Demon Suppression Department, and is directly under the control of the Lord of Disaster.

"The real realm, from the capital...suspected..." Lu Xianyang's face darkened slightly, and he looked at him seriously.

"What do you think?"

He turned his head and looked to the side. There was nothing there except a shadow.

"I heard that recently, Master Jiang Yuan sent a batch of extremely clean hooks into the Demon Suppression Division."

A cold voice responded to Lu Xianyang's inquiry.

"Since their background is clean, there must be no files on them in the department." Lu Xianyang said calmly.

"At such a young age, he has reached the real level. If he really comes from the capital, it shouldn't be difficult to detect him."

It is not easy to achieve the true state, not to mention that at such a young age, there must be a famous teacher to train you.

"I heard that one of the two disciples Lord Yuan Wang accepted is named Wang Ling."

The cold voice sounded again.

"Zhou Dao!? Has he also accepted a disciple?" Lu Xianyang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Wang Ling..."

Lu Xianyang pondered for a moment.

"In that case, go check it out."

"As you command!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow suddenly disappeared.

Lu Xianyang looked at all this indifferently, then took out a piece of letterhead and wrote five small words on it:

Something has changed in Songyan Town.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xianyang raised his hand, and the letter in his hand quickly ignited and turned into a ball of fire.

…

The southern border area is naturally not as prosperous as the capital city.

It has been more than two months since Wang Ling came here, and Wang Ling has gradually adapted to life here.

This time, he was entrusted by Jiang Yuan to infiltrate the Demon Suppression Division, which was considered a special training period for him, especially it was an unimaginable help in tempering his character.

This is like entering a tiger's den alone. It requires not only extraordinary courage and strength, but also a calm mind, inhuman tolerance and judgment of various complex situations.

Young Wang Ling is undergoing the most important transformation in his life.

It was late at night, and Wang Ling was walking on the deserted streets.

Wandering, he walked to the corner of the street.

The smoke from the cooking pot still looked hazy under the moonlight, and the alluring aroma of meat filled the air in front of me. The soup in the pot was boiling, glowing with a comfortable milky white color.

The mutton soup in Songyan Town is unique. The mutton used is also minced lamb from outside the Great Wall. The meat is fragrant, soft and chewy. In the capital, it is a special dish that can only be eaten by princes and nobles.

In this borderland, it has become a roadside delicacy.

"I heard that the master also had the habit of eating late night snacks when he was on duty in Ping'an Town. He had to eat two kilograms of steamed buns every meal. I have to develop this good habit."

These days, Wang Ling comes to have a bowl almost every night.

"boss……"

Wang Ling just sat down.

"A bowl of mutton soup, add more chili, half a catty of plain mutton, and a pot of simmering knives."

Obviously, the boss has memorized Wang Ling's habits and tastes.

Not long after, Wang Ling's food was served.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, Wang Ling glanced around and saw that the chopped green onions on the surface of the mutton soup actually spelled out the word "go".

Wang Ling's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at his boss, only to see the latter looking solemnly and signaling to him.

"People from the Demon Control Department!?"

Wang Ling's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare to step forward and acknowledge him.

Before leaving, Jiang Yuan told him that once he carries out this task, he will be a member of the Demon Suppression Division. No matter who he meets or what identity he proposes, he should never forget his position.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time. Let's go quickly."

The boss whispered.

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, the boss's body suddenly expanded like a balloon, and then suddenly exploded the next moment.

Scarlet blood splashed all over the floor, and also splashed onto Wang Ling's face. The hot feeling made him wake up instantly.

He stood up suddenly and was about to leave.

"Hahaha, I can't believe that a disciple of King Yuan actually ran to this border town and became a pawn of our Demon Suppression Division."

Suddenly, a burst of loud laughter came, like thunder in Wang Ling's ears.

Wang Ling staggered and retreated suddenly, his face turning extremely pale.

At the same time, an invisible force came overwhelmingly like a big hand, sealing off the entire Songyan Town.

"Tao realm master!?" Wang Ling suddenly changed his color.

He never dreamed that a dignified Taoist master would appear in this border town.

Buzz…

Wang Ling thought about it, but found that the true energy in his body seemed to be put on heavy shackles, and he could not use it at all.

"Tao Realm!"

The night wind was howling, and at the end of the street, a man in black robe slowly walked over. His eyebrows were raised, and his eyes showed an evil disregard for life.

"As expected of a disciple of King Yuan, he is so brave that he actually dared to put himself in danger and came to the territory of the Demon Suppressing Division."

The man in black robe walked slowly, and with one step, he appeared in front of Wang Ling. His cold fingers brushed Wang Ling's face like a knife.

"Damn it." Wang Ling cursed in his heart.

He never dreamed that he would be exposed in just two months.

Before leaving, Jiang Yuan swore that his background had been thoroughly cleaned up, and no matter how much the Demon Suppressor probed, they would not detect any clues.

But now, he was approached by a powerful Taoist who did not give him any chance.

"Senior, you, a powerful Taoist, would take action against a junior like me, it would be unavoidable..."

"If it's just you, of course it's not worth my while." The man in black robe sneered.

"However, you bear the name of Prince Yuan's disciple..."

The black-robed man's eyes narrowed: "Your master has a reputation for being evil, but I never thought that one day, his disciple would fall into the hands of my Demon Suppressor."

As he spoke, the smile on the black-robed man's face grew stronger.

"Normally no one dares to touch my disciples!!"

At this moment, a soft voice sounded on the cold street.

The man in black robe suddenly changed his color and suddenly turned his head to look. Under the moonlight, a young man was facing away from him, holding a large bowl and filling the pot with mutton soup.