Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Qingzhou City, Commander-in-Chief's Mansion.

After a brief rest, A'Qian once again left Qingzhou, stepping into demon territory, and continued the mission she had carried out for hundreds of years.

Without the little Demon King, but Xiao Yue remained the same Xiao Yue.

One could only say the pressure had been alleviated, but that didn't mean everything would now be peaceful.

The courtyard appeared somewhat empty.

To avoid inconvenience during discussions, Fang Heng had brought his grandmother to another place in advance.

You Longtao had not returned.

Jiang Yuanhua needed to watch over Tingyang County for him, and so he always sat beside the stone table under that large tree, with only Bai Ziming keeping him company.

Seeing Teacher Jiang and Officer Shen come in.

Bai Ziming first performed a respectful salute, then pinched his fingers to cast a spell to alert his master, not making anyone wait long; a precious sword returned from the sky.

"You're here?"

Jiang Yuanhua opened his eyes.

With such speed, even Shen Yi was somewhat astonished; truly befitting a Yin God who had left his physical body, a completely different matter from those still limited by flesh.

Even the perfected Xiaoyao Riding the Wind Technique, or the Red Cloud Treasure fully infused with energy, were far inferior to a Yin God in terms of speed.

Only this level of travel efficiency justified the protection of an entire region.

"I asked you to come back mainly to talk about the little Demon King's matter; it indeed has a formidable background, but fortunately, our luck has not been too bad."

Jiang Yuanhua took out the White Jade, a faint smile on his face: "Don't mind my chatter, old people tend to be talkative. Although the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor is entangled by the Wutong Mountain True Person, it is, after all, a Demon Emperor. It's unlikely we'd be able to kill it, and if it's not necessary, try to avoid leaving the Great Qian territory as much as possible."

Within Great Qian, they could still rely on their nominal alliance to deter demons.

Once outside, people from the Immortal Sect wouldn't care too much about these things.

After finishing his instructions, Jiang Yuanhua fell into a moment of silence.

"..."

Shen Yi shifted his gaze elsewhere; if it were just for this matter, there was no need to call them back—could a few simple sentences not fit on a piece of paper?

As expected, after hesitating for a long time, Jiang Yuanhua still looked towards the cool and detached girl: "Do you plan to leave?"

"After I break through to the Primordial Realm."

Jiang Qiu Lan stood with her hands at her sides, and after a few breaths, she added, "After killing the Howling Moon Demon King."

At these words, Jiang Yuanhua was taken aback for a moment, then slowly stood up, his voice slightly hoarse: "Thank you."

If saying the killing of the little Demon King was an agreement already reached, then killing the Howling Moon Demon King was something beyond the agreement.

Clearly, this girl, whom he had personally raised, was not heartless, ungrateful, or lacking in responsibility...

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuanhua self-mockingly smiled, realizing that it was not that the girl had no tenderness but that he himself had really made the situation so complicated.

He composed himself and bowed seriously: "Cultivation is full of hardship and danger. I wish you a journey as splendid as brocade and to take care."

Jiang Qiu Lan slightly lifted her eyes and nodded lightly: "Take care."

Bai Ziming stood by with a complex expression on his face; his teacher wasn't leaving right now, and this so-called farewell was in actuality a severance of the relationship between the two.

The original agreement had been fulfilled, and from now on, she would no longer be a disciple of the Commander-in-Chief.

In the words and between the lines of his teacher, he had already regarded her as a cultivator of the same realm.

Crack—

Shen Yi heard that faint sound of breaking once again.

"I likely can't follow you anymore," Jiang Qiu Lan said softly, looking to the side.

"I understand," Shen Yi nodded, as that's just how things are when one is about to give birth.

He didn't envy her at this moment; after all, the woman had only one Dao Infant, while he had two within his qi sea, always ready to emerge when he wished.

Jiang Yuanhua quietly watched the two of them.

He probably didn't have a few more holes in his body partly thanks to General Shen, who had made that girl much gentler than she used to be.

"..."

Just then, Jiang Yuanhua sensed something.

His eyelids twitched suddenly, and he silently took a seat and closed his eyes again.

The long sword on the table, carrying a thick killing aura, shot straight into the sky!

Bai Ziming's face changed drastically. He had been by his master's side all these years, but it was the first time the other had summoned the Yin God with such urgency.

Jiang Qiulan's eyebrows knitted slightly.

Before the two could react, a red cloud suddenly rose beside them, enveloping a surging demonic aura as it chased after the long sword!

...

Qingzhou, on the edge of Yang'an Prefecture.

A grey wolf, clad in armor, slowly stepped into the county town, looking around at the busy commoners with a hint of reminiscence.

Upon seeing the monstrous creature with a wolf's head and a human body, two beadle officers with swords stood frozen for a moment, as if they had never encountered such a brazen demon walking so openly and leisurely into their midst.

The next moment, the two roared in unison, "Demon attack! Quickly notify the government office!"

As if hearing their voices, a precious sword in the sky streaked like a meteor, stirring up an endless sword intent, like a river of light surging forth!

It was grand in momentum, yet managed to contain its aura without the slightest dispersion.

In the old wolf's eyes, the white mist in the sky surged tumultuously - the incense willpower of Qingzhou. At this moment, they all followed the sword, like a wild dragon sweeping across!
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A ferocious look flashed across the Howling Moon Demon King's face.

It was this very sword that had been obstructing it for years.

Clang!

With a slightly hunched body, the old wolf held a Crescent Moon Blade in its claw and struck it precisely and fiercely against the sword.

There was no earth-shattering turbulence, no collapse of the county town.

It was as if two ordinary martial artists had clashed with a sword and a blade, producing a mundane crisp sound.

Only the two of them knew the terrifying presence contained within that sword and blade.

"Look at you, still so petty," said the Howling Moon Demon King, catching the sword with a grin, baring its fangs in a sinister laugh.

Opposite it, the insubstantial Yin God stood in the air with a sword in hand, and behind him was the tangible incense willpower, resembling clustered white clouds, turning the surrounding area into a land akin to an Immortal's realm.

"Do you wish to die?" Jiang Yuanhua's eyes were filled with a cold chill, with no trace of emotion on his face.

Outside of Qingzhou, the territory belonged to the Howling Moon Demon King.

But here, in Qingzhou, it was his Qingzhou, belonging to Jiang Yuanhua.

The Howling Moon Demon King lightly ran a hand over the withered fur on its head, "That's not it. I just want to detain you for a while, to allow the worthless bunch under my command to have a comfortable romp in Qingzhou... Don't count on your general. Just for Yang'an Prefecture, I have arranged three."

"..."

A ferocious smile crossed Jiang Yuanhua's face.

With the Yin God's speed, he dared let the Embrace Pill Realm Demon Monarchs gather. The more that came, the more he could kill; after finishing them off, he could still return to continue blocking this wolf demon.

"Look at you," the Howling Moon Demon King once again intercepted the incoming longsword with a swing of its blade. "I told you I just came for a visit, why don't you understand?"

Before his voice faded,

Jiang Yuanhua's hand, which was holding the long sword steadily, suddenly trembled slightly.

The already insubstantial Yin God suddenly became like a rootless weed.

The tip of the sword began to fall slowly.

There was a hint of confusion on the face of the Yin God as he looked at the wolf demon before him, then turned to look in a farther direction.

"Tsk."

The Howling Moon Demon King shook its head: "It seems like your Qingzhou City is about to be lost?"