Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

In the deep of night, the long street was desolate.

A cold wind swept through the street, making Lin Shuya shiver slightly. He halted his aimless steps and gazed at his palms with some emotion.

How fragile the mortal body is, fearing water and fire, afraid of cold and heat; even a slight knock can leave a disability, and a moment of inattention might cost one's life.

Yet, compared to the cold on his body, what he found even harder to bear was the chill in his heart.

The wine pool in that secluded courtyard had turned a wise ruler into a mere beast.

Even now, that man refused to lift his eyes to glimpse the common people. The transcendence that even immortals and Buddhas yearned for had turned into a poison to be avoided on him.

Lin Shuya really couldn't understand this.

His eyes gradually became resolute, and he clasped his hands slowly but steadily, until a crisp cracking sound emerged, the veins on the back of his hand stood out, looking somewhat fierce.

What does it matter if I only possess a frail mortal body? I will still pull back the Divine Dynasty from the brink of destruction.

"..."

In the shadows of the long street, Gu Li coldly stared at the thin figure ahead, watching the other walk back to the government office of the Immortal Department.

Under the lamplight, that somewhat aging face flickered between light and shadow.

The head of the Immortal Department who governs the allocation and distribution of the Emperor's Aura already holds immense power, but she just learned that this Lord Lin has recently been running around between various court officials.

Managing the Emperor's Aura while also meddling in politics.

Combining these two powers... is he treating himself as the Human Emperor?

Gu Li's fingers slightly curled up, yet she lowered them helplessly. When His Majesty handed the Baiyu Medallion to this person, it bestowed upon him supreme power. Even someone like herself, a Divine Dynasty General, could not use the Emperor's Aura to harm Lin Shuya and might even be countered by him using the aura.

In this Imperial City, if His Majesty harbors no murderous intent, to deal with this person, inviting those Golden Immortals and Great Freedom Bodhisattva might be necessary.

"Hoo."

Gu Li quietly lowered her eyes, just about to follow.

Even if she couldn't counterbalance Lin Shuya, she had to keep a constant watch on him, so she could report to His Majesty at the first sign of trouble.

However, just when she happened to step forward, her entire body abruptly shook, her breath halted.

She saw Lin Shuya stop at the entrance of the Immortal Department and look up ahead. Moments later, a broad profile fell into Gu Li's sight.

The person was stout yet did not appear greasy, with a faint smile on his face that could inexplicably calm others' hearts.

The flesh tuft on his head proved his identity.

This was a Buddha!

In the current dire situation between the Divine Dynasty and the Two Sects, a Buddha had brazenly walked into this city.

Gu Li was aware that the matter regarding Lady Houtu would not resolve so easily, and the Two Sects would certainly react. She just didn't expect it would happen so swiftly, to the point where the entire Divine Dynasty was caught off guard.

"..."

Lin Shuya was also clearly surprised, but he did not panic.

To be precise, he merely never had the chance to see these legendary giants, but he had long anticipated these figures' arrival.

He closed his eyes, striving to control his breathing.

After a long while, Lin Shuya on the street proceeded forward again, heading towards the True Buddha. He walked completely into the Immortal Department, and under the lamplight, his face no longer fluctuated in light and shadow, his whole being bathed in Buddha Light.

"Lin Shuya of the Immortal Department, greets the True Buddha."

"You are a mortal, but this old monk has heard your name."

The Joyful True Buddha slightly raised the corners of his mouth, an immense praise for creatures of the Red Dust.

One must know how many cultivators spend their entire lives without even the qualification to meet a First Rank giant, yet a mortal's name had reached the True Buddha's ears, prompting him to personally descend to the Mortal Realm to meet him.

"True to your reputation." The Joyful True Buddha nodded lightly, a mere commoner, yet remaining calm before him, showing a stable disposition.

Since this person did not shout or worry that he might be killed, it indicated he had already guessed the Two Sects' intentions.

He quite liked intelligent individuals.

Especially after witnessing someone with unparalleled skills yet who recklessly destroyed his own future, becoming a criminal of the Immortal Court, the Joyful True Buddha favored communicating with a person of intellect more.

"True Buddha, this way please."

Lin Shuya respectfully raised an arm, even if all other Messenger Soldiers in the Immortal Department stood stupefied on both sides, casting an odd gaze at him, his face showed not the slightest change.

"Do you know why this old monk has come?"

The Joyful True Buddha strolled leisurely into the main hall, calmly taking the principal seat under this head of the Immortal Department's guidance.

"I have some idea." Lin Shuya's body beneath that cyan robe couldn't stop trembling, yet not from fear, but from joy.

Joy from finally having the chance to establish a legacy for humanity and thoroughly protect the Red Dust.

He forced calmness, seating himself to the side of the True Buddha.

"..."

Seeing this, the Joyful True Buddha's smile carried a deeper meaning, somewhat scornful, yet finding it interesting.

The reckless actions of True Monarch Shen Yi of the Three Immortals Sect had given an originally insignificant mortal the qualification to sit by the True Buddha, even to discuss major affairs of the Human World.

What an absurd and strange tale this was.

"Since this is the case, this old monk will speak frankly."

The Joyful True Buddha looked at the crowd of cultivators in the hall with low Boundaries. All of them harbored hidden resentment in their eyes, yet they had to forcibly suppress it, not daring to show the slightest.