The Demon Eye of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 2 Wind Walker

That morning, Mu Chunfeng left the courtyard with more than a dozen hand-drawn talismans and all his spirit stones, heading straight for the central street of the market. He paced back and forth alone on the street, looking for a special kind of person known as a Wind Walker.

Feng Xingzi spends his days wandering the streets and alleys, shops and stores of the market, and knows the market layout and the details of each shop like the back of his hand. He specializes in guiding newcomers to the market.

Most of them have connections with various shops and make a living by earning a commission of spirit stones from referring customers.

Mu Chunfeng sought them out to uncover all the details of the day her parents had the accident.

Yesterday, he was in a state of great confusion and had no mind to ask questions. The people he hastily found would not care about the affairs of low-level cultivators like them.

Now that things have been sorted out, it's actually the methods used by these people at the bottom of society that are most effective.

Before long, Mu Chunfeng saw a familiar face.

The man was dressed in hemp clothing, had a shrewd face, and was at the sixth level of Qi Refining. His name was Li Hua. He was in the same lineage as Mu Hong, and they both worked for Feng Xingzi. Mu Chunfeng had seen him a few times before.

Mu Chunfeng immediately strode towards him.

Li Hua caught a glimpse of someone approaching out of the corner of his eye, and a professional smile immediately spread across his face. But when he turned his head and saw that it was Mu Chunfeng, his smile faded, and he looked puzzled: "Chunfeng? What's wrong? Do you need to see your uncle?"

Mu Chunfeng stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Uncle Hua, do you know what happened to my parents the day before yesterday? They went out of the market with a cultivator that day."

"Huh? Brother Mu and the others? What happened?" Li Hua's surprise seemed genuine.

Mu Chunfeng lowered her eyes, her voice heavy as if filled with lead: "They went out with some people the day before yesterday, and only my father came back. He passed away not long after he returned, and before he died he said that my mother was also... gone."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua's expression changed drastically, and his voice rose several decibels in shock: "Brother Mu is gone?! What happened?"

Mu Chunfeng then recounted the whole story to him, focusing on the key points.

After listening, Li Hua frowned and pondered for a long time before saying, "Chunfeng, I'm sorry, I wasn't there that day, so I really don't know the specific details."

Mu Chunfeng looked up at him, her eyes filled with desperate pleading: "Uncle Hua, could you please ask the other cultivators for me? I just want to know who the cultivator who left with my parents that day was."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out five spirit stones and two low-grade talismans from his waist and handed them to Li Hua: "Uncle Hua, I know it takes a lot of effort to gather information, so this is a deposit. If you can find out the specific details or figure out that person's background, I will give you another ten spirit stones as a thank you gift."

Li Hua's gaze fell on the spirit stones and talismans, and his eyes instantly lit up.

In his line of work, sometimes he wouldn't make a single sale all day, and even if he did, he'd only earn one or two spirit stones.

These five spirit stones plus two low-level talismans are roughly equivalent to the value of ten spirit stones, and there will be a final payment of ten spirit stones after the matter is completed.

He immediately reached out and took the things from Mu Chunfeng's hands, his tone becoming more serious: "Chunfeng, I'm not sure if it will work, but I will definitely do my best to ask. Putting everything else aside, I've known your father for so many years, and if something happens to him, I have no reason not to lend a hand."

Mu Chunfeng immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Hua! As long as you can bring me confirmation, I will definitely give you the ten spirit stones without missing a single one."

Li Hua waved his hand and sighed, "Forget about those ten. You'll be living alone from now on, and you'll need spirit stones for everything. Brother Mu is my brother, so I'll definitely do my best in this matter. I'll come to your house to find you as soon as I have news."

After saying that, Li Hua turned around and walked away quickly.

Mu Chunfeng stood there, watching his back, and for a moment she was reminded of her father, Mu Hong.

He had warned himself to be careful, but if you want people to do things sincerely, you have to offer them some incentives.

Whether Li Hua's words were sincere or not, he only wanted to find his enemy.

After watching Li Hua walk away, Mu Chunfeng turned and went to Wanbaolou.

With his current wealth, he could easily afford to go to a small shop on the street, but when it comes to reputation, no shop in the entire market can compare to Wanbaolou. Trading here is the safest option.

As soon as he entered, a servant quickly came to greet him.

Although Mu Chunfeng was only a twelve-year-old boy, his cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining was undeniable, making him a legitimate customer.

The waiter bowed and smiled, "What would you like, sir? We have all kinds of magical artifacts, talismans, elixirs, and rare and precious herbs."

Mu Chunfeng asked calmly, "Are there any talismans that can harm a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator?"

Upon hearing this, the servant looked at him with surprise, but then respectfully replied, "We have both basic and advanced attack talismans in our building. Once activated, one is equivalent to a full-force attack from a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator. However, each one costs at least thirty spirit stones."

After saying that, his gaze fell on Mu Chunfeng, clearly waiting to see if he could produce the spirit stones.

Mu Chunfeng didn't say much, only saying, "Bring over all the corresponding talismans, I'll just pick one."

As he spoke, he reached out and opened a small pouch at his waist, revealing a crack inside. There were dozens of spirit stones inside. He only gave the servant a glance before immediately closing the pouch.

Seeing that he indeed possessed spirit stones, the waiter dared not neglect him. He immediately went behind the counter, took a wooden box from the shelf, and took out several talismans, introducing them one by one to Mu Chunfeng: "Sir, look, this is a high-grade Fire Rain Talisman. After activation, it will transform into several fireballs forming a rain of fire, covering a very wide area. Each fireball is equivalent to a complete Fireball Technique, possessing extremely strong lethality against late-stage Qi Refining cultivators; this is a high-grade Golden Sword Talisman. After activation, it can condense into a golden longsword, which can be maintained for a quarter of an hour. Its power is comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, allowing for both close combat and a single, all-out attack, enough to kill a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator; and this Ice Spike Talisman…"

The servant introduced six high-level talismans to Mu Chunfeng in one breath, then stopped and waited for him to make a decision.

As Mu Chunfeng was pondering the talismans in front of her, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes suddenly walked down the stairs.

The man had a sallow complexion and an unremarkable appearance, but as soon as the servant saw him, he immediately bowed and respectfully greeted him, "Manager Wan."

Mu Chunfeng turned to look at the sound. Manager Wan strode over to him, glanced him up and down, and said, "Little brat, so young, buying such a murderous talisman? Are you seeking revenge, or going to kill someone?"

Mu Chunfeng withdrew his gaze, did not reply, and his eyes returned to the talisman.

Shopkeeper Wan clicked his tongue upon seeing this: "You brat, ignoring me? I was only giving you a word of advice because you're young and your cultivation is quite good. Don't let a moment of impulsiveness lead you to start shouting for bloodshed. Judging from your purchase of this high-level talisman, you're probably not dealing with someone who's at the late Qi Refining stage, are you?"

Mu Chunfeng's tone remained calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever: "Manager Wan is joking. I bought the talismans simply for self-defense."

Shopkeeper Wan laughed upon hearing this: "You little brat, you still want to fool me? Look at the murderous aura on your face that you can't even hide. If you're not buying talismans to kill people, what are you buying them for? Sigh, you're only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, yet you want to challenge the late stage of Qi Refining. What a pipe dream."

Mu Chunfeng knew that her thoughts had been seen through, and there was no point in saying anything more.

With the idea that it's better to avoid trouble, he just wanted to buy the talismans and leave as soon as possible. He immediately turned around and bowed to Manager Wan, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Manager Wan. I know what I'm doing."

Manager Wan waved his hand and sighed, "These kids these days are impossible to persuade. Alright, you'd better take care of yourself." With that, he slowly strolled away.

The servant watched Manager Wan walk away before turning his gaze back to Mu Chunfeng.

Mu Chunfeng had already made up his mind and said, "I want this Fire Rain Talisman."

He immediately paid the spirit stones, took the Fire Rain Talisman and put it away, then turned and left Wanbaolou, heading straight back to his own courtyard.

What he didn't see was that Manager Wan was standing by the second-floor window, watching his departing figure, and chuckled softly: "Heh, that's an interesting lad."

Two days later, Mu Chunfeng was drawing talismans inside the house when there was a knock on the courtyard gate, followed by Li Hua's urgent shout: "Chunfeng! Are you home? There's news!"

Mu Chunfeng paused in his talisman brush, then immediately got up and rushed out to open the courtyard gate.

Li Hua, standing outside the door, was covered in sweat, his clothes soaked through, clearly having rushed over.

Mu Chunfeng quickly invited the man into the house and poured him a bowl of water.

Li Hua took the bowl of water, gulped it down in one go, and then, panting heavily, exhaled a breath of stale air before saying, "Chunfeng, there's some progress on your parents' matter! I've asked all my familiar colleagues these past two days, and I've finally got a clear picture of what happened that day for you."

Mu Chunfeng's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Uncle Hua, what exactly happened? Who was that person who left with my parents? Have you found out anything about him?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, let's talk slowly, let's start with how they met."

Li Hua raised her hand and pressed it down on him, waiting for him to calm down a bit before slowly speaking, "That day, a fellow traveler happened to have seen the person who went out of the market with your parents. That person was dressed in black, wearing a mask, and according to the investigation, his cultivation level was at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He initially approached another Feng Xingzi, saying he needed a helper to join forces to kill a mid-level level one demonic beast. He would be in charge of the main attack, and only needed the helper to assist from the side. But the fellow traveler he approached only had the cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining and didn't have a decent magic weapon, so he didn't dare to accept and refused."

"Later, he approached your parents. Your parents were quite hesitant at first, but then the man in black took off his mask, and the colleague who delivered the message to me saw it. I asked him to draw the man's appearance from memory. Although the drawing wasn't perfect, it captured the key features. Take a look."

As Li Hua spoke, he took out a portrait from his pocket and handed it over.

The person in the painting is slender, with slightly sunken eyes, thin cheeks, and sallow skin; he is a person with very distinctive features.

Mu Chunfeng stared intently at the face in the portrait, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white and cracked. A surge of overwhelming hatred rushed to his head, but he forcefully suppressed it.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "And then? Does anyone know his name? Where did they go?"

While he was looking at the portrait, Li Hua took another sip of water and continued, "I took this portrait and asked around among several shopkeepers and friends I knew in the market, and finally found out. This person's surname is Nian, and his given name is Nian Chengzha. He often goes to a certain medicine shop to buy pills to improve his cultivation, and he comes about once a month."

Mu Chunfeng immediately pressed, "Which pharmacy?"

"At the third fork in the main street, go east for 100 meters, and you'll find the third house, Changchuntang."

Li Hua lowered her voice, "I've asked him too. According to his usual habits, he won't be coming back for about twenty days."

Upon hearing this, Mu Chunfeng immediately stood up, bowed deeply to Li Hua, and said, "Thank you so much, Uncle Hua, for your great help. I will never forget it."

After saying that, he immediately took out ten spirit stones from his pouch and handed them to Li Hua with both hands. "This is the thank-you gift we agreed on before. Uncle Hua, you must accept it. I know how much effort and trouble you've put into this matter. I can't let you have worked for nothing."

Li Hua hurriedly waved his hand to decline, but Mu Chunfeng was adamant in her stance. After several attempts to refuse, Li Hua finally accepted it.

He looked at Mu Chunfeng and couldn't help but advise, "Chunfeng, I know you want to avenge your parents, and I understand that desire. But that person is, after all, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Your cultivation is still shallow; you can cultivate for a few more years until your cultivation level is higher before discussing revenge. You are Mu's only bloodline, and your aptitude is better than any of us. You mustn't act impulsively! A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years!"

Mu Chunfeng said in a deep voice, "Uncle Hua, don't worry. I will never take action unless I am absolutely certain."

He wanted to invite Li Hua to stay for a meal and treat him well, but Li Hua waved his hand and declined.

Before leaving, Li Hua stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at the scene inside, then at the still thin boy in front of her, reached out and touched his head, her voice full of sighs: "Chunfeng, live on. Live well, that's better than anything else."

After saying that, he turned and left without ever looking back.

Mu Chunfeng stood there, the words echoing in her ears, and she recalled the words her father had repeatedly told her before his death—"Live on."

He clenched his fist, a resolute glint in his eyes.

I will live on. I will definitely live on.