Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Refining the Spiritual Root_1

Under Qingfeng Zhenren’s watchful gaze,

Shen Yi quietly finished the remainder of Chen Zhong’s beef along with his own portion.

The medicinal properties contained within the delicacies were absorbed by the Dao Infant, and the true essence of the Demon Emperor’s flesh transformed into twelve drops of demon blood and were gathered into the Qi Sea.

He set down his chopsticks.

His expression had already returned to normal.@@novelbin@@

It had to be said that the information given by Wutong Mountain had indeed disrupted Shen Yi’s plans.

There was even the impulse to return to the Great Qian immediately.

To Shen Yi, the current importance of the Great Qian was self-evident; it was equivalent to a fundamental base.

Once Jiuzhou collapsed, without the support of sufficient Incense Willpower,

the Golden Body would be unable to progress an inch, and if it were damaged, the injury would be permanent and utterly irreparable by any means.

It was equivalent to the lifespan of tens of thousands of years of demons converging to form a “one-time” consumable.

This was something he could not accept.

But after calming down a little, a chill grew in Shen Yi’s heart.

If he truly went back to undertake the garrison duty,

that would be leading both himself and the Great Qian into a slow death.

No one knew when the Thousand Demon Cave would seek revenge, or from where it would strike,

Just as Qingfeng Zhenren said, to a demon, retaliation lasting for hundreds of years is not considered long.

If he were to wait in the Great Qian for that many years, with the resources available there, it would be very difficult to gain any growth in cultivation.

Furthermore, even with all-out efforts, traveling from Li State to Qingzhou is not something that can be achieved overnight, and a Demon Emperor intent on slaughtering a city wouldn’t need much time at all.

He would be like a house dog being toyed with, worn out with constant urgency throughout the Great Qian Dynasty.

Once mired in such a quagmire, Shen Yi would face the most serious issue.

That is, if his realm couldn’t maintain rapid progression, could he hold his ground?

The White Feathered Demon Emperor, ranked forty-second in the Thousand Demon Cave, could pose a significant challenge to the Prison-Suppressing Incarnation even in a severely injured state; it would take at least a thirty-foot Golden Body to have a chance of a head-on victory.

And with the more than twenty thousand years of demon lifespan in hand, it was already an optimistic estimate to break through to a thirty-foot Golden Body.

If the Thousand Demon Cave sent just one Demon Emperor ranked in the top forty, it would leave Shen Yi helpless.

Given that a Demon Emperor from the nineteenth cave, the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor, had already fallen, the Thousand Demon Cave would not commit such a foolish act as “sending the young before the old” unless they were idiots.

In fact, without much thought, one could easily come to a realistic answer.

Unable to hold it anymore…

There, not only was there the power of Incense Willpower but also several friends acquainted with Shen Yi, and Disciples of the Martial Temple who had treated him well.

Shen Yi took away the vast Incense Willpower but wasn’t able to fulfill the promises he made before.

“Sigh.”

He slowly closed his eyes and once again felt what Jiang Qiulan had experienced.

Although he had never ceased his efforts, he still found time to be utterly insufficient.

Jiuzhou was too vast; relying on garrisoning was a last resort.

To truly protect the Great Qian, what was needed was reputation.

The kind of formidable reputation that would make the Thousand Demon Cave tremble at the sound of it, the power to completely annihilate anyone who dared to infringe even slightly.

Just like Nie Jun and Wutong Mountain, even after slaughtering a demon bull, the Thousand Demon Cave only dared to take action against their allies.

“I have finished eating, is there anything else, Zhenren?”

Shen Yi stood up, making a slight adjustment to his attire.

“I simply wanted to see you, and now I have,”

Qingfeng Zhenren nodded his head and gestured a farewell.

A young man who could command admiration from many Primordial Grandmasters was indeed worth seeing.

The flesh of the Demon Emperor was also a treasure of his senior brother, used to establish a good karmic connection.

But that was all.

Upon noticing Shen Yi’s talent, nearly every faction couldn’t resist extending an olive branch, except for Wutong Mountain.

Among their twelve fellow disciples, each was the most dazzling existence in the entire celestial sect over tens of thousands of years.

Before the brilliance of the bright moon, even the most twinkling stars could only fade away.

“I take my leave.”

Shen Yi nodded slightly and turned to walk downstairs.

The owner of Eight Directions Food Pavilion was waiting outside and quietly signaled with his eyes.

Mei Xiyao nodded and followed the young man in black, only speaking in a gentle voice when they reached the third floor, “Senior Shen, I apologize for any earlier offense and hope you won’t take it to heart.”

With a helpless smile, she added, “Even the Great Qian Grandmasters are in such a panic, let alone our modest food pavilion.”

If Nie Jun’s action had led to retribution by demons, at least Great Qian would still be an ally, not entirely unrelated.

But the Eight Directions Food Pavilion was truly an innocent victim.

They were mere cooks who had somehow offended a behemoth like the Thousand Demon Cave.

There was no one to reason with.

Mei Xiyao sighed, “In this land, the weak depend on the strong, enjoying their protection while also bearing the risk of being collateral damages. It’s nothing out of the ordinary. You don’t need to worry too much for that Grandmaster.”

“…”

Shen Yi did not respond, merely nodding slightly.

Indeed, that was the case.

Like when he killed Lady Qinghua, it was only with Nie Jun’s help in containing the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor that he remained unscathed until now.

It couldn’t be that Nie Jun was a good person when he was holding back the enemy but turned into a bad person after slaying a demon.

Nie Jun was a real person of Wutong Mountain, not a bodyguard hired by Great Qian.

But time was running out for himself.

When Shen Yi reached the ground floor, he saw a crowd of people surrounding A’Qing, blocking her in on all sides.

Despite facing many cultivators whose cultivation far exceeded hers, she remained calm, inquiring one by one about what they wanted to trade, with an organized and methodical demeanor.

Without disturbing A’Qing, Shen Yi directly stepped out of Eight Directions Food Pavilion.

He found a quiet spot in the valley.

Sitting cross-legged, he took out the jade box obtained from Ma Guangshan, lifted the lid, and looked at the small purple stone inside.

As the saying goes, if you haven’t eaten pork, you’ve at least seen pigs run.

Although only in the Initial Realm, Shen Yi, having slain several grandmasters and carefully observed many Dao Infants, had a certain understanding of this realm.

The Dao Infant, formed by the condensation of the heaven and earth’s aura, would enter the Initial Realm after accumulating enough foundation and shattering the core.

Between the Initial Realm and the Intermediary, what was missing was just a Spiritual Root.

No wonder Jiang Qiulan said the path of a Grandmaster was elusive.

Different Spiritual Roots and different Dao Infants would combine to create unique and inimitable paths.

Shen Yi took out the True Sun Qilin Stone, closed his eyes, and caressed it for a moment.

Soon he felt a flimsy restraint on it.

He spurred his breath and struck it!

The next moment, the purple stone suddenly emitted a beast’s cry, with strands of golden flames rising, within the core of the flame were traces of peculiar purple glow—that was the stain of corrupted life force.

The amethyst flames sizzled against Shen Yi’s palm.

Even with his current body refining and the protection from Cold Jade Xuan Silk Hand, he felt pain under the influence of an inanimate object.

Such was the might of a Superior-grade Spiritual Root.

For a Grandmaster, the Dao Infant was the true self.

And what Shen Yi had to do now was to try and forcibly merge such a perilous object into his Dao Infant.

Should any damage occur,

it would not be something that Peacock Red Glow could heal.

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