Turns Out I'm the Real Monster?!

Jiang Mu was a man of his word.

The next morning, the moment he shoveled down the last bite of his breakfast, he rushed over to the Seventh Hall to find Xu Fu.

As for why he didn’t go looking for Ran Qingshan?

That old codger would never agree to him going to the Divine Sword Sect at a time like this.

It wasn’t that he was worried about Jiang Mu’s safety. After all, at this critical juncture, the Divine Sword Sect wouldn’t dare lay a hand on someone from the Demon-slaying Bureau, not even if you gave them ten times the nerve.

Old Ran was mostly afraid he would go and stir up trouble again.

Though Jiang Mu felt he was completely innocent. He was just going to take back what was his, and maybe secure some benefits for his subordinates along the way.

But he couldn’t just go alone. He had to trick someone into being his backup.

He arrived at the Seventh Hall’s Government Office.

Many Demon Slayer Envoys were training in the martial arts field, but every one of them was listless, their spirits looking like they hadn’t had a proper meal.

Having grown used to the wolf-pack intensity of Yan Fenghuo’s Fourth Hall, the sudden switch in style to a pack of huskies was something Jiang Mu found a little hard to adjust to.

Indeed, there was a reason people called Xu Fu "Xu Leftovers."

This bunch of guys deserved nothing but leftovers.

The moment Jiang Mu appeared, the once-deathly-still Seventh Hall erupted.

The Demon Slayer Envoys all cast looks of awe and admiration his way.

If this world had cell phones, they would have probably mobbed him for photos and autographs.

"Younger Brother Jiang, what a rare guest!"

Xu Fu heard the commotion and hurried out to greet him.

Looking at the high-spirited Jiang Mu before him, Xu Fu felt a mix of complicated emotions.

Back then, he was just a trembling young master in a wardrobe; in the blink of an eye, he had become a legendary figure in the Demon-slaying Bureau.

His strange turn of fortune was truly something to behold.

’Younger Brother Jiang?’

Jiang Mu frowned and said lightly, "You’re too polite, Xiaoxu. I was just passing by."

’Xiaoxu?’

The corner of Xu Fu’s mouth twitched.

’This guy... When we first met, he was all eager, calling me "Brother Xu" this and "Brother Xu" that. Now that his wings have hardened, it’s just "Xiaoxu"?’

Jiang Mu laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. "Just kidding. I came today because I have something good for you."

After all, Xu Fu was the first person he had met after transmigrating.

The two of them had been naked in a wardrobe together. They had been through some passionate times.

A friendship like that was everlasting.

Xu Fu took a wary half-step back and said irritably:

"What good thing? If you’re asking me to go slay demons, count me out. I’d like to live a couple more years."

Although Jiang Mu’s fame was now widespread, it was strange that the Demon Slayer Envoys who had originally wanted to join the Eighth Hall no longer dared to show up at his door.

The reason was simple: Jiang Mu was too crazy.

In comparison, even Yan Fenghuo and his crew seemed much more normal.

"It’s not about slaying demons."

Jiang Mu shook his head. "I want to invite you to go to the Divine Sword Sect with me to conduct a... survey."

"A survey?"

Xu Fu was completely baffled. "What the hell is that?"

Jiang Mu said with a straight face:

"It’s an in-depth investigation into the current implementation of the Divine Sword Sect’s rectification measures, and a study of future avenues for cooperation between our two parties..."

Xu Fu’s head was spinning from listening.

He understood every word, but strung together, he had no idea what bullshit Jiang Mu was spouting.

However, he understood the core meaning.

This guy was going to the Divine Sword Sect to cause trouble.

"Not going!"

Xu Fu shook his head decisively.

"Leftovers, this is your last chance."

Jiang Mu said earnestly,

"Are you really content with being the clown of the Demon-slaying Bureau’s eight halls for the rest of your life? Do you know what people say about you behind your back?

They say you’re Xu Leftovers, leading your brothers to eat everyone else’s scraps, unable to even get a sip of hot soup."

Xu Fu gritted his teeth. "The problem is, I need a reason! What am I supposed to tell Lord Ran?"

Jiang Mu coaxed him patiently:

"Didn’t the Divine Sword Sect promise to donate a batch of resources to the Demon-slaying Bureau? Those medicinal herbs they were growing hadn’t been fully harvested back then. By my calculations, it should be about time now.

We’re going to collect the medicinal herbs. That’s a legitimate reason.

This is a lucrative assignment. The kickbacks... you get me? As long as the reason is legitimate, how could Lord Ran possibly stop you?"

Xu Fu was tempted but frowned and said:

"I don’t know about that... The task of collecting materials has always been the responsibility of Lord Wen from the Third Hall."

Jiang Mu almost couldn’t resist kicking him.

"What do you care about that son of a bitch? This band of brothers under you, they’ve really suffered by following you. If you won’t go, fine. I’ll just go find Yan Fenghuo. That lunatic would definitely be up for it."

With that, Jiang Mu made a show of leaving.

"No, no, no! I’ll go, alright?!"

Xu Fu grew anxious and grabbed Jiang Mu. "Wait here. I’ll go ask the Commander for permission right now."

"Alright. Be quick about it."

Jiang Mu waved his hand and added, "Oh, right, don’t mention me. After you get approval, just say you’re short on manpower and asked me to help move the herbs."

Xu Fu’s eyes grew suspicious.

"Old Jiang, you’re not planning to do something bad, are you? Don’t get me into trouble."

Jiang Mu waved his hand. "Don’t worry. You know I own a medicinal herb shop, right? I’m actually just trying to get some good products at an internal price.

The Divine Sword Sect grows good quality herbs. We buy some at a low price, then turn around and sell them—there’s your profit margin, right?"

’So he just wants a kickback.’

Xu Fu was relieved. Greed was good. Being greedy made one seem more human.

...

Xu Fu was extremely efficient. He ran back excitedly in less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

"Old Jiang, it’s done!"

Xu Fu was grinning from ear to ear.

"The Commander gave me the job of collecting the herbs, and it’s all thanks to your reminder. On the way back, I did some calculations. We can skim a lot off the top. After all, the Divine Sword Sect is keeping its head down these days; they’ll definitely have to show us proper respect."

Jiang Mu smiled.

"Let’s go then. Bring more men. It’ll show we’re taking this seriously."

Xu Fu nodded and immediately summoned twenty of his subordinates.

Jiang Mu also called for Zhang Daxie.

The more people, the better. That way, the Divine Sword Sect wouldn’t dare try anything funny.