Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Linjiang Prefecture, Shimen Cliff.

He Zhen, cloaked in a Fierce Wolf Cloak with the pattern of Yin Yang Fish embroidered on the collar, should have been a majestic retainer.

At the moment, however, he led a group of Colonels, standing with a dazed expression, gazing at the cliff ahead like a fool.

The Great Demons here were extremely adept at burrowing, having hollowed out the entire mountain face. They had occupied this place for hundreds of years, and no one had a good solution for them.

Boom!

The youth in black robes hovered mid-air and punched, shattering the cliff face.

A dazzling blue light burst forth, slicing open the mountain behind it and revealing a dense network of tunnels.

He closed his eyes to sense briefly, and then his figure burst forth with a whip kick that struck another part of the mountain.

Under that terrifying force, a demon about thirty feet long scrambled out in a panic, its body covered in scales. It had barely shown its head when it was pulverized by the overwhelming force of the punch!

[Slain: Condensation Elixir Realm Earth Dragon, total lifespan of 4,300 years, remaining lifespan of 760 years, absorption complete.]

Shen Yi, clutching the demon's corpse, returned to the crowd and took out a document to browse through.

After a moment, he uttered with a hint of confusion, "That's it?"

The Colonels remained silent, and He Zhen awkwardly replied, "That's it."

In just over ten days, General Shen had traveled to eight locations. Excluding those who had fled early, the remaining five Great Demons were all executed... None of them survived past the second move.

This was Linjiang Prefecture! The favored haunt for demons!

And now, there truly was not a single one left.

"What about the Jade Liquid Boundary ones?"

Shen Yi looked sideways and said, "Collect some information for me and send it back to the Demon Suppressing General's Mansion."

Those five Condensation Elixir Demons had yielded just over two thousand years of lifespan in total, each one clumsier than the last. There was even one with only a bit over sixty years left and still couldn't break through to Solidifying Pill; compared to the little Demon King, it was far inferior.

Hearing this, He Zhen couldn't help wiping sweat from his brow, "Most of the others have escaped... I will investigate this immediately."

Even the Jade Liquid Boundary ones had to be dealt with in person, which made it seem like the Imperial Court was short on funds lately. He always had the nagging feeling that he might be dismissed from his position.

Shen Yi nodded and swooped back into the sky.

He stopped at a deserted place, dropping the Earth Dragon and pouring out the other five Demon corpses from a silver bag, including that of the little Demon King.

He opened his mouth, and a surge of blood plasma instantly condensed into Demon Blood and was swallowed.

All five demons managed to congeal only a single drop.

The eight-foot-tall Ox Demon was the smallest in size among them, yet it yielded the richest harvest, a full eight drops.

Shen Yi picked up the Demon Core, popping it into his mouth whole.

He proficiently opened the panel and began to speculate on the process of Heaven-Devouring Elixir Devouring.

Just a few years off the demon's lifespan were needed and the Demon Blood and Demon Core, which normally required slow absorption, were instantly devoured by the Dao Infant.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged and delved into introspection.

Channeling his divine sense into the Dao Infant, his viewpoint shifted again.

He once again became the Dao Infant inside the inner core.

Feeling the plentiful strength in his body, far stronger than when he had just formed, he clenched his fist and smashed it towards the inner core!

Thump—

"It's this hard?"

The Dao Infant rubbed its wrist. To break through to Primordial Realm, it just needed to shatter this inner core.

Clearly, the current accumulation was still lacking.

He pondered for a moment, then turned to the shivering Yin God next to him, "What are you sitting for? Get up and help."

Under the daily oppressive force, the Yin God was markedly more obedient and quickly stood up, gently touching the shell with its palm, melting the inner core in another way.

There is strength in numbers.

Soon, the Heaven-Devouring inner core made a crisp cracking sound, and a fine crack appeared on the smooth shell.

The exhausted Dao Infant lay down, commanding the Yin God to massage its arms with Incense Willpower.

It was just an experiment; he hadn't considered using the panel to attempt a breakthrough directly.

If the cultivation wasn't sufficient, forcefully breaking the core... would that be considered a premature birth?

...

Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division, Commander-in-Chief's Mansion.

A'Qian sat cross-legged on a stone stool while Jiang Yuanhua stood with his hands behind his back.

Both of them watched a white dove on the table.

The dove, formed from an aura, wore a small silver bell around its neck.

"Are you going to take it?"

Jiang Yuanhua glanced at her. If he remembered correctly, she had been quite presumptuous when she previously returned to Qingzhou.

"Cough, cough."

A'Qian coughed twice, gritted her teeth, and pulled the silver bell off. The white dove quietly dissipated.

She activated her aura to extract the items from the bell.

There were only two things: a gold-laced envelope that was obviously from the Martial Temple and beside it, a piece of white jade two fingers wide.

"One of us looks at one thing."

A'Qian quickly snagged the envelope.

Even when she had slain the minor Demon King, she had already prepared for the worst, but now that the answer was about to be revealed, her breaths couldn't help but become rapid.

By comparison, Jiang Yuanhua seemed much calmer.

When he had completely lost control over the matter, he could only accept the outcome, whatever it might be.

Soon, A'Qian took out the letter.

There was only one sentence on it.

"Thousand Demon Cave, Blood Transforming Demon Emperor."

These few simple words caused A'Qian's movements to freeze instantly. Even with prior expectations, just a title was enough to make one feel breathless.

How had Qingzhou managed to offend an old demon comparable to the Divinity Transformation Realm?

The Martial Temple must have been quite surprised.

A hint of desolation flickered in Jiang Yuanhua's eyes, but he did not say much and picked up the piece of white jade gently.

He channeled his energy into it.

A'Qian asked somewhat nervously, "Is that from Mysterious Light Cave or Wutong Mountain?"

After recognizing it for a moment, Jiang Yuanhua spoke softly, "Wutong Mountain."

When the white jade was filled with energy,

A slightly cold voice came from it. Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"It's busy; I'm beating it right now."

The voice stopped abruptly, as if unwilling to say more.

Jiang Yuanhua and A'Qian looked at each other, both falling into silence.

After a long while, A'Qian suddenly leaped up, lay on the stone table, and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach. "It's over! It's finally fucking over!"

Jiang Yuanhua watched her helplessly until she jumped off the table and hopped towards the courtyard, "Alright, I'm off to be busy!"

Busy? Busy being sweet with Wu Feng?

The voice from the white jade had such distinctive features that Jiang Yuanhua could almost identify the person without thinking.

One of the twelve disciples of Wutong Mountain, who achieved a Divinity Transformation position with a Dao Infant.

Xuanjian True Person, Nie Jun.

Even among the Immortal Sects, he was a figure that made other cultivators give way.

Even in his prime, the Ancestor of the Martial Temple might not have had an easy time with him.

"…"

Jiang Yuanhua sat down again, clutching the piece of white jade tightly in his hand.

Could it be the turn of the tide?

All his arrangements over the years had been unnecessary; heaven had sent a minor Demon King to Qingzhou, brought Qiu Lan and Shen Yi, granted the Demon King such an extraordinary background, and just happened to have Xuanjian True Person to keep it in check.

A Demon Emperor watched by Wutong Mountain was unlikely to dare come to a place like Great Qian again easily.

As long as he and his people stayed put, it seemed this matter was truly over.

With this in mind, Jiang Yuanhua massaged his forehead and carefully put away the white jade, handling it delicately as if it were not mere jade but his Qingzhou.