“Ding!”
“A powerful demon is up ahead. Come claim your demon hunter and send them into battle~”
The demon's domain was shrouded in despair and death.
Just as the powerful demon was about to kill the last demon hunter, Yan Chengfeng got up from the ground, her eyes shining with an astonishing light.
“You're a White-Rank demon hunter. How are you still alive?!”
“Oh, you mean the badge? I actually have another one.” A pitch-black Demon-Slaying Badge swayed before the demon's eyes. It was the last thing it saw in its life.
New demon hunters have a pure white Demon-Slaying Badge. It gradually turns red as they collect demon blood by killing demons. Legend has it that demon hunters with pure black badges exist in this world. They are invincible and have killed countless demons. They are max-level hunters.
Old blurb:
Humans and demons had been at war for tens of thousands of years, with the fighting never ceasing. Then, four years ago, four Black-Badge demon hunters appeared out of nowhere and joined forces to seal the Primordial Demon Ancestor. From then on, the demon race was suppressed by humanity. Strangely, after the Demon Ancestor was sealed, only three of the four demon hunters remained. The last one disappeared without a trace, and there was no sign of them in the mortal world... Rumors said the Demon Ancestor and the demon hunter had perished together.
Four years later, a young woman appeared at the entrance of an alley in Chaotian City, selling flatbread...
The Demon-Slaying Staff that once struck fear into the demon race had become a rolling pin. Her miraculous finger techniques had turned into smooth, flowing kneading skills. Anyone who kicked over her stall got a thorough beating, bullies who came looking for trouble were sent running home in tears, and any demon that tried to attack her was sent flying with a single swing of her stick...
“I retired. It doesn't mean I'm useless.”
“I run this street.”
“When it comes to throwing my weight around, I'm the real professional.”
Bonus scene:
Four years later, Hun Yuan sneered as he toyed with the flatbreads in Yan Chengfeng's basket, looking her up and down before making a snide remark. “A shoulder pole on the left, selling flatbread on the right, a rolling pin in hand. You rather resemble Wu Dalang these days.”
One incense stick later, the Demon Ancestor got a package deal: a bloodied, battered head.
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