Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

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Shen Yi had intended to set off directly.

Yet into the yard walked a tall figure.

The Li siblings had already harbored thoughts of leaving, and upon seeing Jiang Qiulan, they immediately bent over to pay their respects before turning to flee, not even noticing that Lady Jiang had changed into a black dress.

The children of noble families may not fear Generals, as most of the time, the latter are indistinguishable from a piece of wood.

But the stacked heads on the walls of Yushan Prefecture City served as a constant warning to all clans and sects.

"A'Qian Granny sent me to deliver the Breath Concealing Method to you."

Jiang Qiulan knocked on the door gently and only after receiving a response did she push the door open and walk in slowly.

"Thank you." Shen Yi took the martial arts technique from her hand.

"The Body Refining Method and elixir you mentioned earlier, I've had someone prepare them and send them to the address in the letter."

Jiang Qiulan sat down beside the young man, her voice pleasant, with a hint of warmth in her eyes.

"Good."

Shen Yi nodded, with his current achievements, all he needed was to send a word, and the Demon-suppression Bureau would open its internal treasury to take out the best martial arts and elixir to send to a martial artist from the jianghu.

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But even if he emptied the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division,

he could not find a single book of martial arts that would entice Shen Yi.

He looked to the side, "How many demon merits would it take to exchange for Primordial Realm martial arts from the Imperial Court?"

However, Jiang Qiulan's reply somewhat surprised Shen Yi.

"The Great Qian Dynasty mainly cultivates the Yin Spirit; there are no Primordial Realm martial arts. The Martial Temple might have some, but probably not many."

"The Martial Temple isn't part of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

If Shen Yi remembered correctly, the reward he previously received was also exchanged with the Martial Temple.

Jiang Qiulan shook her head gently: "It is the Great Qian Dynasty that belongs to the Martial Temple, I'm speaking of the true Martial Temple, who established the alliance pact with Mysterious Light Cave and Wutong Mountain, not the Great Qian."

Shen Yi was not hearing these two names for the first time, "Are these the 'Immortal Sects' you've spoken of?"

"Yes." Jiang Qiulan had grown accustomed to his aloofness from worldly affairs, for someone like Shen Yi, who devoted all his attention to the practice of Martial Arts, this was quite normal.

"Now the alliance is led by Wutong Mountain. The 'True Ones' have twelve disciples, and the Mysterious Light Cave has many, with a total of seventy-two, though their strength is inferior. As for the Martial Temple... you must have seen the powerhouses of the Martial Temple."

Seen them?

Shen Yi hesitated, wondering if she was referring to that senior with dementia and the remaining twelve corpses.

If that was the case, he would have to consider whether to stay or leave.

The Demon-suppression Bureau was already fairly inferior, and it seemed those above were even more so.

"What are the conditions to join an Immortal Sect?"

"..."

This was the first time Jiang Qiulan fell silent, then she looked at the young man: "Don't... at least not for now."

She had never interfered with anyone's choices before.

Even when at Creek Terrace Mountain, knowing there was danger ahead, once she had explained the reasons, if someone wanted to follow, she would not say another word.

But this time, Jiang Qiulan's face bore a serious expression.

"Even if you went there, they wouldn't have what you are looking for. The way to break through from Primordial Realm to Divinity Transformation Realm varies from one individual to another, relying on oneself to strive for and understand, not something that can be taught. That is why there are titles like 'Grandmaster.'

"You will definitely be able to comprehend it yourself." The trust in the girl's eyes was evident.

"I thank you." Shen Yi glanced at her, not understanding where this inexplicable confidence came from, but realizing that others also had to rely on their own comprehension to make slow progress, he felt better. After all, this was how he had come this far.

"Above the Primordial and Martial Immortal realms is the Divinity Transformation Realm?"

"Different paths to the same destination, all involve shedding the mortal body, just with different choices."

When it came to cultivation, Jiang Qiulan was visibly interested: "However, the cultivation of the Yin Spirit has methods to follow. The Martial Temple has accumulated twenty-three Golden Body Techniques over the years. To obtain one of these is to possess the path towards the Divinity Transformation Realm."

From nurturing the elixir within, to becoming a Martial Immortal, then from Martial Immortal to Divinity Transformation.

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Compared to a Primordial Warrior, this was still a shortcut.

But taking shortcuts always comes with a price, a glimpse of which could be seen in the fate of the Martial Temple.

"I understand."

Shen Yi stood up and pushed open the door of the room.

Indeed, his decision to cultivate both paths was correct; at least if one path didn't work out, there would still be other options.

At any rate, first thing was to solidify the Yin Spirit.

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In Linjiang Prefecture, at the Demon Suppressing General's Mansion.

Chen Qiankun, looking at the two young people before him, could hardly contain his trembling palms, despite only a few days having passed.

"Did it succeed?"

No sooner had he said it than he shook his head vigorously.

What sort of foolish question was that?

If they had failed, they would not be standing so leisurely before him.

The old man stood up, paced back and forth in the room, clenching his fists and grinding his teeth, until finally taking a deep breath to calm his turmoil.

He pondered for a long time, "So can I truly rest now?"

Originally, he had planned to look after Shen Yi for a while longer, but ever since he had witnessed Shen Yi slay the dragon in front of him, Chen Qiankun couldn't think of any more ways to help.

"Actually, I really want to make time to visit my colleagues in other prefectures..."

Since the last letter he sent out, he hadn't received a single reply.

It really was unsatisfying.

"I'll be staying here for a while."

Shen Yi nodded; he originally planned to use up his own willpower before considering other methods.

But since General Chen was going to visit friends, it was a good opportunity to borrow the incense willpower from the Linjiang Prefectural Demon-suppression Bureau.

"There's no time to delay."

Chen Qiankun took out a jade token from his body and carelessly placed it on the table.

It was evident that being tethered to Linjiang Prefecture for hundreds of years had taken its toll on the old man.

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Shen Yi felt somewhat moved.

Although he had the intention of condensing the Yin Spirit this time, he really planned to visit General Chen as well; after all, he had received many benefits from him in the past.

But he had been too busy hunting demons to find the time.

And now, just after a brief conversation, the man was about to leave.

"Go ahead and stir up troubles," said Chen Qiankun, waving his hand dismissively as he walked toward the door. He now placed immense trust in the young man; with Shen Yi in charge here, unless Xiao Yue himself came, there would be no chaos.

Stir up troubles?

Shen Yi picked up the jade token, raising an eyebrow.

This was what the old master himself had said.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Qiulan looked at Chen Qiankun's retreating back, then at the subtle changes in Shen Yi's expression.

She remembered Shen Yi having a similar expression when he went to deal with the little Demon King.

The deputy general outside cleverly arranged for the two to have adjacent courtyards.

Shen Yi returned to his room.

Holding the jade token in hand.

The moment he closed his eyes, vast white mists surged from all directions, engulfing his entire field of vision!