Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Fang Heng blinked and stood there in shock: "..."

He saw a demon horse being led by General Hong.

In front of it, more than twenty Golden Eagle Commandants who had returned from Qingfeng Mountain had solemn faces as they stood on either side of the young man.

Today, the affairs of the External Hall were managed by two Incamp ladies, who took out various items one by one, carefully handing them over to their colleagues.

First was a neatly folded long robe with wide sleeves and a silky texture, decorated with a pattern of a fierce wolf swallowing the moon, the insignia of the External Camp, adding an air of aggression.

Then they placed a Precious Jade Belt and a Gilded Wolf Pattern Hair Crown on top, both luxurious and commanding.

"Ho! Promoted to Personal Adjutant General."

The many commandants who had crowded around to see what was going on originally wanted to check if there was some urgent matter that had led to a demon horse being brought into the Demon-suppression Bureau. They had not expected to witness a colleague's promotion.

For a moment, they couldn't help but feel envious.

Qingfeng Mountain was perilous, indeed, making ordinary people toss and turn in sleep, fearing to be assigned there, but for these truly skilled masters, it had turned into a rare opportunity, and the promotion came too swiftly!

Just then, the second Incamp lady also took out a brand-new dark robe.

The commandants glanced over it and were about to look away when their bodies suddenly froze. In disbelief, they looked back.

They saw that the sleeve cuffs of the robe didn't have cloud patterns but instead, there was an exquisitely embroidered Yin Yang Fish at the collar.

Yin and Yang, Heaven and Earth!

This was the unique symbol of Patriarch Chen Qiankun among the Twelve Demon-suppression Generals.

"..."

People swallowed dryly without thinking and suddenly fell silent. The excitement of watching the spectacle quickly faded, and as they exchanged glances with those beside them, a subtle sense of tension emerged.

The title of Personal Adjutant General could be summed up in four words.

He had made it.

Massive achievements and impressive strength meant no need for further proof.

From now on, he would no longer need to traverse mountains and waters, nor tie his head to his belt every day; he just had to follow the Demon-suppression Great General, setting up camps and keeping an eye on the demons outside the Qingzhou Twelve Districts.

A stand-off with the demons, like water from separate wells.

As a subordinate commandant, it couldn't get any more comfortable: standing guard daily, perhaps not having to lift a finger for several years. With sufficient time served, the merits of garrisoning were also substantial.

If this Personal Adjutant General opted to take a few people with him before he left...

In an instant, all the commandants from the External Camp eagerly squeezed forward.

Bai Ziming slightly raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Only Fang Heng's expression changed slightly. The joy he felt upon seeing the long robe faded when he noticed the Yin Yang Fish, his face turning somewhat unpleasant, tinged with disappointment.

"We! Congratulate Officer Shen on his victorious return! Promoted by three ranks!"

Apart from those holding the treasured clothes, the remaining Golden Eagle Commandants stepped back a few paces, then bowed with hands clasped, their voices resonating like a large bell.

Under their lead, over a hundred commandants, from both the Incamp and the External Camp, made the same gesture; even Hong Lei, from a distance, dropped his earlier teasing demeanor, released the reins, and solemnly made a salute: "Congratulations, Officer Shen!"

"What are you looking at me for? Don't you have hands?" Bai Ziming glanced at Fang Heng beside him.

"..." Fang Heng hung his arms down and tried to shake them vigorously.

Bai Ziming helplessly raised his palms, feeling that he shouldn't have left home today.

As a disciple of a General, at most you could become a Personal Adjutant. There was no precedent of serving under someone else.

Even Sister Jiang only took the position of the Great General of Yushan Prefecture after the previous Great General had died, by suppressing Yushan City with bloody means and taking a seat directly.

Therefore... Bai Ziming's rank was indeed a bit lower than Shen Yi's current one.

He sighed.

Direct promotion from commandant to Personal Adjutant General would require a triumph like beheading a Solidifying Pill Jiao Demon on Qingfeng Mountain, at the very least. What had happened? Did the Great General go for a casual stroll in Qingfeng Mountain without gaining any merits?

"Has Patriarch Chen lost his mind? This kid has been with Demon-suppression Bureau for less than a month, and they dare to give him anything."

Hearing someone cursing Chen Qiankun, Hong Lei suddenly stared over and then heard the second half of the sentence.

His expression turned to one of astonishment in an instant, "Ah?"

One month...

Damn it!

Hong Lei's heartbeat abruptly quickened.

Which good-for-nothing Personal Adjutant General did this, could it be that they're on their deathbed and can't get out of bed, they've become as lazy as a dog! To bring in such people, and not even a greeting?

Whether Patriarch Chen knew about it was hard to say, but certainly none of the Personal Adjutant Generals had even considered this possibility.

There's a very important reason for this, and that is...

He had just arrived not even a month ago, his salary hadn't even been collected, why risk his life over nothing?!

"..."

Shen Yi looked around silently, somewhat unaccustomed.

After hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "What about the martial arts and Precious Medicines?"

Many Colonels were taken aback, then their faces showed an odd expression.

The Incamp Miss gently covered her mouth, pushed aside a few colleagues, and invited Shen Yi into the Foreign Affairs Hall. She went behind the large cabinet, took out a sheet of paper, "Officer Shen, what do you need? I'll make a note. When everyone is back, we'll tally up the credits and send it over to you immediately."

"Anything works?" Shen Yi looked over in surprise.

In fact, he wasn't expecting much; Hong Lei originally promised a book of Lower-grade Jade Liquid Martial Arts. He himself had caught Dai Bing and the steward, slain the Crocodile Dragon, and even collected the head of the Jiaolong for the Demon-suppression Great General.

How should it be—shouldn't there be at least three to five books?

"Ah?" The young lady was stunned for a moment before answering hesitantly, "If it's a medium grade Jade Liquid Boundary martial art, we do have some here, but there might not be many suitable for you; as for upper-grade ones, the Foreign Affairs Hall only has one..."

"Haven't decided yet, can I—" Shen Yi returned his gaze nonchalantly, cleared his throat, and said, "Bring them all out for me to have a look; I'd like to pick carefully."

As soon as he said this, several Incamp Colonels immediately showed difficulty on their faces, struggling to phrase their words, "Officer Shen, the Demon-suppression Bureau once encountered a genius who could speed-read and never forget a thing, someone specially trained from outside to come in and steal the martial arts… After that, rules were made… it's not that we're wary of you. Officer Shen certainly doesn't have such intentions, but rules are rules, after all."

The Demon-suppression Bureau's extravagance was not untrue, but it also depended on what was involved.

After all, the Martial Medicinal Treasures here were mainly acquired by force.

What the clans had, this place had dozens to hundreds of times more, but if the clans didn't have it, the government office couldn't conjure it out of thin air either.

For example, the martial arts of the Jade Liquid Boundary, to the average martial artist, there wasn't even a concept of "grades."

So-called medium-grade was because the clans and sects found that ordinary martial arts still had room for improvement. With their vast families and businesses and long lifespans, they spent effort to develop martial arts that far exceeded others at the same realm.

The reason they were called "medium-grade" was that there existed moves like the General's five ultimate techniques that were incomprehensible to many.

For instance, the Four Harmonies True Gang could actually utilize decades of accumulated foundation in a very short time. This kind of thing, ordinary people wouldn't even consider looking at.

The hard-earned Jade Liquid was used to increase strength and speed, to enhance the body and the weapons in hand, at most they would use it for sword Gang or blade Qi.

This kind of pervasive True Gang Technique provided various ways to use the Qi, which were not only abstruse and difficult to understand but also rarely affordable.

After all, breaking through to Jade Liquid Perfection could extend one's life by a hundred years. Even with the help of Precious Medicines, rebuilding one's foundation would take a lot of time; who would joke with their life?

It could only first focus on the most important internal skills by harnessing the strength of the entire Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division.

In the end, the Wind-Thunder Sun-Melting Manual was developed, stunning the Twelve Prefectures.

"Alright then."

His little hope was dashed. Your adventure continues at empire

Shen Yi felt a slight disappointment but did not show it: "Refinement Method, Light Body Step Technique."

Upon hearing the first three words, two Incamp mademoiselles suddenly went blank for a moment.

Could it be too coincidental, that he was eyeing that upper-grade martial art...

"Officer Shen, have you heard of Vajra Gate?"

"Not exactly a major sect, just a barely second-rate force."