Ning Qing followed behind the man with the goatee.

Silently calling out the cat system in my mind.

Ning Qing: Kitten, original owner's information.

System: Just a moment, soon.

A moment later, the system's voice came through.

System: Host, this is a world with low martial arts. Because of the slight deficiency of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in the mountains is even stronger, and the animals have benefited greatly, gradually gaining intelligence. As a result, a group of monsters have also emerged.

The monsters here have low magical power, limited to transforming into human form. They are slightly stronger than mortals in terms of combat strength and also know some basic magic.

Some demons who had cultivated themselves into human form were no longer satisfied with the endless, arduous cultivation and monotonous life in the mountains. Instead, they were more inclined to envy the prosperity of the human world. So, they descended the mountain and, relying on their brute strength and a little bit of magic, ran rampant and wreaked havoc on the human world.

At this time, the profession of demon hunter emerged, whose purpose was to eliminate all evil demons and restore peace to the human world.

And your current identity, host, is a demon hunter.

The old man in front is the original owner's master.

Three days ago, the original owner had an accident while catching a demon, and fell into a coma due to drowning.

Ning Qing nodded: So this is another person in a vegetative state!

System: Hmm, because you were unconscious for a short time, you are now able to move normally.

After saying that, the system sighed slightly, thinking that if it had arrived a year or two later, it could have earned more points.

It patted its round head with its little paws, exclaiming: "I was careless!"

At this moment, Ning Qing followed the man with the small beard to a simple hall.

He stretched out his hands and respectfully picked up a dusty wooden box from the altar.

He turned around and handed it to Ning Qing.

He glanced at Ning Qing with displeasure.

"This contains the most important demon-binding rope for us demon hunters. Now..."

Ning Qing reached out and took it.

The man with the goatee noticed that Ning Qing showed no respect whatsoever.

He was furious. This little apprentice was naturally stupid, dull-witted, lazy, and didn't know the meaning of making up for his lack of talent through hard work.

He was like a piece of rotten wood.

He glanced at Ning Qing with disdain and waved his hand.

"Your senior brothers have already gone down the mountain to exorcise the demons, you should go too."

Ning Qing touched her rumbling stomach.

She looked up at the man with the goatee.

"I'm about to leave, isn't there any farewell wine?"

The man with the goatee heard this.

The fire in my heart surged forth.

He roared, "You still want a farewell drink? I'll treat you to a feather duster."

After saying that, he casually picked up the feather duster on the table and swung it at Ning Qing, accompanied by a whooshing sound.

Ning Qing dodged to the side, and the man with the goatee, seeing that his feather duster had missed its mark, continued his attack.

Ning Qing continued to dodge the feather duster's attacks.

In an instant.

In the simple lobby, gusts of wind howled, stirring up dust and sand.

A moment later, the man with the goatee was panting heavily.

The feather duster in his hand was pointed at Ning Qing.

He spoke, each word punctuated by a breath.

"You...you...you little brat, you...you actually dare to hide..."

Ning Qing was so hungry that she felt a burning pain in her stomach.

I don't want to get entangled with him any further.

"I'm going down the mountain."

He left behind this one sentence in a low voice.

He turned and left.

She urgently needed to find a secluded place so she could take out some food from her storage space to tide her over.

The burning sensation in my stomach subsided.