A demon who could take on a Golden Core Dao Lord must have attained at least an eighth-stage cultivation, so Sect Master Qiu had made the decision to let a Nascent Soul Perfected One lead the training team. There were dozens of disciples on this trip who all at the Foundation Establishment stage. The highest among them were only at the Perfected Foundation Establishment stage.

The group flew for half a day before arriving at the small town they were assigned to. The town was not big; everything in it could be taken in at one glance. After settling down at an inn, Yi Qing let the disciples go by themselves to scout for information. After all, this was meant to be their training so he could not intervene too much.

About a dozen disciples came back in the evening after having gone scouting for a whole afternoon, all wearing strange looks on their faces. Their expressions seemed to be one of bewilderment?

"What's wrong?" Lonemoon looked at the disciple nearest him. He seemed to recall him as being the most senior disciple of Yi Qiu. "Cheng An, what have you found?"

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"Cheng An, reporting to Uncle-Master." Cheng An stepped forward and cupped his fists. "Our intention had been to ask only those who had seen the demon to find out what kind of demon it was, but after our questioning we found out that about half the town folk had seen this demon."

"Oh, it's that bold?" Lonemoon frowned, motioning him to continue.

"They said that this demon only came out in the middle of the night. It was shrouded in a black Qi, so they couldn't see its appearance at all." Cheng An continued, "The textile shop, the winery, the inn in the west of the town, the school, the rouge shop in the east of the town, and even the houses of the hunter families at the end of the street have been broken into by the demon."

"So it seems that this demon has been wreaking havoc here for a long time." Lonemoon clenched the jade flute in his hand. "How are the people who have seen the monster? What condition are they in?"

Cheng An's face twitched a little and the conflicted expression on his face deepened. "They... have not been harmed."

"What?" Lonemoon was confused. How could that be?! "No injuries? But weren't we told that the demon has killed more than a dozen people including a Golden Core cultivator?"

"That is indeed the case." Cheng An nodded and said, "But those who have seen the demon were not injured. I have also checked the pulse of every one of them, but there was no damage to either their mind or body, and they even said that... they seemed to have become even stronger than usual."

When he said this, the other disciples nodded and chipped in with their own accounts.

"That's right. The boss of the textile shop, Old Zhuang, also said that his mental condition has improved."

"The winery boss has no more insomnia."

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"The book store master's back pain has gone away."

"The rouge shop owner is cured of the rheumatism in his legs."

Lonemoon: "..." What the hell?

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Don't tell me that this demon is doing charitable work during the night? Then how are the deaths of those dozen or so people supposed to be explained? Is this monster trying to fatten people up before killing them?

"The residents whose houses were broken into didn't really lose anything much."

"That's not it! Did something else happen?"

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