Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 311: Chapter 309: First Closed-Door Cultivation_1

The old woman waved her hand slightly, signaling for the two girls to leave.

After A’Qing and Xu Wanyun walked away in confusion, she withdrew her gaze and exchanged looks with several other clan elders.

All seven elders saw the shock in each other’s eyes.

Everything A’Qing had said earlier made their hearts pound; it was only out of respect for their status as elders that they had not shown their alarm in front of the two.

When did the Great Qian Martial Temple become so powerful?

To dare to offend both the Thousand Demon Cave and the Mysterious Light Cave at the same time.

The old crone was silent for a moment before speaking softly, “Hong De said earlier that he came to our Xu Family because he was holding the Youwei Spear, likely to temporarily avoid that Demon Emperor, not for any ulterior motives.”

She slowly turned her gaze: “This is an opportunity.”

“Old Five, are you saying we should rely on a greenhorn to lead us out?” One of the elders picked up a teacup, took a sip, and continued, “If you ask me, if Great Qian really had such strength, why would he come to the Xu Family to take refuge?”

“You make sense, but it doesn’t matter because I never thought about leaving.”

The old woman went on: “What I mean is, the Xu Family does indeed need an ally on the outside. Look at A’Qing and Wanyun, they may be outstanding among the younger generation, but their thinking is so naive. Once we all die of old age, who will take care of them with just these ignorant youngsters?”

“If we can have a trustworthy person on the outside, whether it’s arranging for the younger generation to travel or collecting materials for formations, it will be much more convenient.”

“It’s hard to use anything to maintain a relationship with Great Qian. It’s too vast to be trustworthy, and we don’t need such a powerful ally anyway. But if it’s just maintaining a relationship with one person, things would be much simpler.”

Having said this, the old crone took a deep breath.

Compared to Great Qian, she would prefer to forge an all alliance with that young man… if he was truly as talented as A’Qing had said.

“The question is, will he agree? He seems to be more familiar with Qing’er,” another elder rubbed his brow.

“With such a talent for formations, Qing’er is destined to be the future clan leader of our Xu Family. When have you ever seen someone use a clan leader for a marriage alliance?”

The old crone gave him an annoyed glance and smacked her lips, “Arrange for the formation to be set up.”

At her command, countless clan members swarmed the village, disappearing into the night, heading toward the secluded area outside the village.

The division of labor was clear, and everyone played their part.

In just one night, as the sky began to lighten, Xu Hongde had already arrived at Shen Yi’s door: “Officer Shen, the Four Symbols Subduing Demon Formation is ready, please come with me.”

“Thank you for your efforts.”

Shen Yi stood up and put away the remains of the White Feathered Demon Emperor.

It had taken him the entire night.

He had only managed to refine over twenty drops of Demon Blood from the Demon Emperor’s corpse.

But the good news was that the Nine Demon Transformation Technique had made new progress.

The White Deer had devoured more than three hundred drops of Demon Blood, and together with the previous ones, it had consumed a total of four hundred forty-five drops.

That consumption alone was somewhat terrifying.

Just to sustain one Immortal Demon, it required the flesh and blood of three extreme-level Demon Kings.

With such feeding, the White Deer’s body, formed purely from demonic power, was able to crush all Demon Kings.

And it was only in its sixth metamorphosis.

Shen Yi felt that the reason the Great Demon Transformation Technique did not have the word “precious” attached to it was probably because the method was too crude.

For instance, this time he had expended over nine thousand years of demon lifespan… On average, every drop of Demon Blood absorbed cost him thirty years, and that was with the Immortal Demon becoming stronger and the consumption rate increasing.

Shen Yi hadn’t pondered over Demonic Martial Arts for a long time simply because he was too poor; compared to legitimate Cultivation Techniques, the cost-benefit ratio was just too low.

However, aside from the cost, just in terms of potential alone, it remained as frightening as ever.

…

Xu Hongde led the way in front.

Shen Yi followed slowly behind.

He saw the exotic sanctuary wasn’t particularly large in area, but it lacked nothing in terms of various precious plants and spiritual fields, and it was entirely self-sufficient.

The Xu Family had prepared a separate stone cave for him.

It looked dry and gloomy, much like a place for suppressing some demon lord.@@novelbin@@

“After all, it’s something related to the Demon Emperor, it’s not very appropriate to accommodate Officer Shen in the village, please make do with this.”

Xu Hongde explained in a soft voice, then gestured toward the crowd: “If you need anything, just ask Wanyun.”

Shen Yi turned his head to look.

Among the Xu Family members full of curiosity, A’Qing and Xu Wanyun both had seemingly unusual expressions, standing there.

A’Qing no longer had her usual feisty face, burying her head in thought, not knowing what she was contemplating.

She sulkily turned her back to her aunt.

Xu Wanyun, on the other hand, was awkwardly fidgeting with her sleeves.

Everything had been fine, but it all started last night; after leaving the house where the elders were, A’Qing firmly clenched her fist, saying her aunt should focus on cultivation, seeking a breakthrough in the Divinity Transformation Realm, and wouldn’t accept the indignity of a marriage alliance.

And Xu Wanyun, not knowing what got into her head at the moment, inadvertently added, “Actually, there’s nothing so humiliating about it.”

Following that, the little girl hadn’t paid any attention to her for the entire night.

The thing was, Xu Wanyun really didn’t feel there was anything to feel humiliated about. Although books often portrayed marriage alliances with less than favorable descriptions, Shen Yi’s conduct throughout the journey had left her quite full of longing.

Strong and confident, laconic yet not dull.

Especially every time he made a move, his majestic presence was enough to make people look up to him subconsciously.

A cultivator like him being matched with her, it should be Shen Yi who felt humbled.

“Many thanks, Elder Xu.”

Shen Yi slightly bowed with hands clasped, asking nothing, he went straight into the gloomy cave.

Seeing this, Xu Hongde was taken aback for a moment, then the smile appeared on his face: “You’re welcome.”

It’s true that cultivators, when outside, could never be too cautious.

But at the end of the day, they were there to help. If Shen Yi had questioned anything, Xu Hongde would have offered an explanation all the same, but still, he would have felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The trusting posture of the other party, however, gave him quite a bit of pleasure.

“Hiss.”

As soon as Shen Yi entered the cave, he felt a burning sensation on his skin.

He rolled up his sleeve and saw the black scales hissing, and wisps of white mist rising from the crevices.

The sonorous voices of the Four Symbols echoed in his ears, capable of guarding the Divine Soul and dispelling random thoughts.

Simply staying in such a place, he needn’t actively do anything, and gradually he would eradicate the impact of the Youwei Spear on himself.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, setting up the Yin God to guard outside the cave.

Then he took out the corpse of the White Feathered Demon Emperor, began refining it, and flipped open the booklet that Xu Wanyun had given him earlier.

[Demon-refining Treasure Technique: Uninitiated]

Mere removal of the Demon Emperor’s influence was not what Shen Yi desired. Such a precious divine spear, having a destined connection with him, of course, he intended to make it his own.

The booklet didn’t contain a cultivation technique but simply a method, without even a grade.

Shen Yi closed his eyes, and in merely more than two decades of a demon’s lifespan, he had completely mastered it.

He laid the Youwei Spear flat on his knees, then focused on absorbing the Demon Emperor’s demonic blood.

Without neglecting either task.

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