I Can Merge Techniques

’Did the Captain forget what she just said?’

The thought had barely crossed his mind when the female Demon Suppression Captain concluded in an unquestionable tone, "You must possess these eight points to become a qualified Demon Suppression Guard! Is that understood?"

"..."

Chu Fan was completely stunned.

He subconsciously counted on his fingers. ’One, two, three, five... That’s only four points. Where are the fourth, sixth, seventh, and eighth?’

He quietly turned his head to look at his colleagues beside him, only to see them all with solemn expressions, responding in unison, "Understood!"

Their voices were perfectly synchronized and full of energy, as if not a single person had noticed anything amiss.

Just then, the Demon Suppression Guard to Chu Fan’s right gave him a light, discreet nudge with his elbow.

Intrigued, Chu Fan turned to look.

But the man remained ramrod straight, staring forward with a serious "I didn’t do anything" expression. Only his shoulders twitched slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

WHOOSH!

While Chu Fan was still puzzled, a streak of black light suddenly shot through the air. It wasn’t extremely fast, its trajectory clearly visible, but it was aimed straight for his forehead!

Chu Fan’s heart went cold. His combat instincts made him reach out to catch it subconsciously.

However, something bizarre happened...

The short rod wasn’t moving fast, and he wasn’t slow to react, yet his hand closed on empty air, not even brushing against the rod...

THUD!

With a dull thud, the short rod landed squarely and solidly on his forehead!

"..."

Chu Fan’s eyes widened in utter disbelief.

’I didn’t catch it?’

With his current Perception Power and speed, he could even catch a hidden arrow with his bare hands. Yet today, he had been bested by a slow-moving rod. It was truly bizarre!

The short rod seemed to have a mind of its own. After hitting his forehead, it spun around and flew straight back into the female Demon Suppression Captain’s hand.

"You there!"

The female Demon Suppression Captain, rod in hand, pointed at Chu Fan and barked, "This is a serious lecture! How dare you crane your neck and gawk around?"

"Or do you think my Demon Training Rod isn’t hard enough? Or is your head even harder than stone?!"

"No, no! Absolutely not!" Chu Fan waved his hands frantically and tried to explain. "Captain, please understand. I’ve only just arrived in Qing Province, and this is only my third time inside the Qing Province Demon Suppression Bureau. I’m not yet familiar with my surroundings, so I looked around out of curiosity. I had no intention of offending you, Captain!"

"Is that so?" The female Demon Suppression Captain snorted, her tone dripping with disbelief. "If you were listening so attentively, then repeat the eight points I just covered. Word for word."

"..."

Beads of sweat instantly appeared on Chu Fan’s forehead.

He hadn’t even been this flustered when facing an expert from the Moon Worship Sect.

He could clearly sense that while the group of Demon Suppression Guards around him maintained their deadpan expressions, they were all red in the face with the veins on their necks bulging. They were clearly trying their hardest to hold back laughter.

With a dark expression, Chu Fan steeled himself and began, "To become a qualified Demon Suppression Guard is not easy. One must possess the following points..."

"First, one must possess absolute, unparalleled strength..."

"Second, one’s physique must be well-proportioned and upright..."

"Third, one’s mind must be sharp and clear..."

"Fifth, one’s physique must be well-proportioned and upright..."

After reciting the fifth point, Chu Fan stopped.

He had been listening carefully, but these were the only points he had clearly heard.

THUD!

Another heavy blow from the rod struck his forehead, this one even harder than the last.

"What about the fourth point?"

The female Demon Suppression Captain’s eyes were wide with fury as she snapped, "And the sixth, seventh, and eighth points? Did you eat them?"

’But you didn’t fucking say them!’ Chu Fan’s eyes widened, feeling like he was about to go insane with frustration.

Nearby, even Li Qingxue, who was usually so stern, couldn’t quite maintain her composure. The corners of her mouth twitched upward as if she was about to burst out laughing.

As if that wasn’t enough, the female Demon Suppression Captain added, her voice growing even stricter, "Furthermore! The second and fifth points were exactly the same, and you didn’t even notice! With a memory and a half-hearted attitude like that, how did you even get into the Demon Suppression Guard?"

"..."

Chu Fan was utterly speechless.

’Where did this psycho come from?!’

’Why is there someone like this in the Demon Suppression Bureau?’

Chu Fan’s resolve hardened. He said in a low voice, "Captain, it was Demon Suppression Envoy Yue Mankong from the Imperial Capital who personally recruited me into the Demon Suppression Bureau."

"Yue Mankong?" The female Demon Suppression Captain narrowed her eyes, tapping her fingertips lightly on the short rod as if trying hard to recall the name.

The corner of Chu Fan’s mouth lifted into a slight smile.

’That’s right, Yue Mankong. If you have a problem with it, go argue with him. See if he even gives you the time of day.’

However, the female Demon Suppression Captain’s next words struck him like a bolt of lightning, leaving him frozen on the spot.

She asked coolly, "Who is Yue Mankong?"

"..."

Chu Fan felt his knees go weak, and he nearly collapsed. A storm raged in his heart.

He stared at the woman before him in disbelief.

She was, without a doubt, wearing the standard uniform of a Demon Suppression Captain. The Token at her waist was also a genuine, Captain-Level article—no forgery.

Moreover, this entire squad of Demon Suppression Guards was completely obedient and subservient to her.

And yet, she didn’t know the head of the Qing Province Demon Suppression Bureau, Demon Suppression Envoy Leng Qingqiu.

Nor did she know the famous Demon Suppression Envoy from the Imperial Capital, Yue Mankong.

’How is that possible?’