Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

At the foot of Wutong Mountain, the secluded path begins.

Jiang Qiulan slowly walked out from the midst of the mountains and happened to look up, her expression immediately becoming slightly solemn.

Before her eyes was a dirty woman with disheveled hair, whose left shoulder and entire arm had been torn off, looking utterly disheveled to an extreme.

"Senior Ling Xi, Master is awake,"

Jiang Qiulan stepped aside slightly, making way for the other person.

"Mhm."

Real person Ling Xi glanced at Jiang Qiulan but, uncharacteristically, did not walk along the secluded path. She just nodded, bypassing Jiang Qiulan, and then walked toward her own hut along the mountain road.

Throughout the process, her expression showed a certain sense of stupefaction.

Not until she walked past someone.

She then froze.

Turning her head back, she saw Li Qingfeng blinking at her.

"..."

Real person Ling Xi's heart suddenly twitched.

She extended her only arm and, under Li Qingfeng's astonished gaze, gently rubbed his head.

She swallowed hard and quickened her pace, continuing up the mountain.

She passed by the hut of Tong Xin Chuan, then Miao Qinghui, and upon sensing the focused aura of recuperation inside, she finally returned to the front of her own hut.

But she saw a figure in a green robe standing at the door.

Nie Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his glance fixed on Ling Xi's pitiful body, his voice calm yet with a hint of chill, "What happened."

In the past, Ling Xi would certainly have mocked him, thinking he really saw himself as the senior brother.

However, at this moment, she entered the hut without saying a word, pushing past Nie Jun, and then slammed the door shut with a bang.

"..."

Nie Jun's brow furrowed as he stared at the wooden door.

He had never seen such a despondent demeanor from this arrogant fool.

What exactly had these people been hiding and doing behind his back?

He clenched his hand slightly.

He coldly looked down at his feet, his eyes seemingly piercing through the mountain, directing straight towards the water curtain cave below.

With all his cultivation, yet like a bird in a cage.

After pondering for a long time, he turned and left the place.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away outside the door, Ling Xi lay on the soft bed, holding a jade pillow with one hand, her body beginning to tremor slightly.

Tears once again uncontrollably spilled out.

Everything she had just seen felt like another lifetime. It's alright, they are all alright...

She no longer wanted to inquire about the reasons.

Fearing that it would shatter the dream.

She might as well sleep quietly, and when she woke up, forget everything that happened in the Thousand Demon Cave.

All about the Golden Eyes Lion Emperor, all about the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor.

Never again bother with them.

Ling Xi closed her eyes, her brow furrowing slightly, and then after a long time, her eyes opened blankly.

The ferocious visage of the Golden Eyes Lion Emperor appeared before her.

Suddenly it flickered and transformed into the handsome young face beneath the disheveled black hair.

Both images overlapped with each other.

They finally merged into the imposing figure who blocked the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor, along with the dazzling crimson ink stains that filled the sky.

She released the jade pillow and suddenly bit down on the base of her palm.

Under that pain, real person Ling Xi's eyes filled with panic, she really was mad to have such lingering thoughts about a demon!

If her master or Nie Jun were to find out, they would not hesitate to strike her down with a sword to maintain the integrity of the sect.

After all, the Thousand Demon Cave bore a deadly grudge against Wutong Mountain.

...

Thousand Demon Cave, the spiritual plant garden.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor tossed down a pile of haphazard Heaven and Earth Treasures, reminding, "You can only eat, not take away, that's the rule set by the old dog."

Shen Yi propped himself up, looking at those randomly stacked Precious Medicines.

Although his expression was calm, his heart echoed with the clamor of the Qingqiu ancestor, "My Lord! The ingredients for the Overwhelm Confusion Pill! That green flower and that blood fruit! They are all Precious Medicines of extreme age!"

Before actually setting foot in the treasure land, as an outsider Cultivator, it was simply impossible to understand the extravagance of Thousand Demon Cave.

They didn't need to refine any Elixirs, nor did they care about how much of the medicinal power was wasted; after all, they could grow by gobbling up everything indiscriminately.

As long as it didn't upset their stomach, it was fine.

Shen Yi waved his hand and grabbed a handful to shove into his mouth.

While pretending to chew, he had already used the concealment of the Nanyang Transformation Technique to store all these Precious Medicines in his Storage Treasure.

Just as he was about to wave his hand for a second time, the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor pinned him down with her backside.

"Are you out of your mind? With such a mixture of medicinal powers, let this Emperor digest it slowly," she said.

"..."

Shen Yi watched the voluptuous woman sitting on his arm and casually flung her aside.

He had no choice but to sit cross-legged, pretending to be digesting.

With several Cultivation Techniques in hand, and with the assistance of the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor, the only thing he was lacking was Cultivation level.

The Dao Palace technique was a Divine Skill that broke through after Return to Void, and even if learned, it was extremely taxing to use.

Because of the excessively rough manner of his practice, Shen Yi forced a breakthrough with the Condensation Elixir Method, leading to a disconnect in the Cultivation Technique from the early stages of Divinity Transformation to full completion; he could only compensate with the power of medicines.

Tsk, he still needed to find a chance to go out.

"Can you stop acting like a brute?" she said.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor, having been flung off, fluttered her wings in the air. According to her temper, she would have slapped him already.

But seeing that lion covered in serious injuries, at death's door, looking so pitiful,

and considering she was also to blame for the situation,

she forcibly suppressed her anger and rolled her eyes at him, "You really don't know how to appreciate kindness."

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor landed on the ground, and suddenly remembering something, turned back around, "You... are you interested in the eighth cave?"

At these words, Shen Yi slowly opened his golden eyes.

To be honest, he had already browsed nearly half of the revealed Cultivation Techniques in the Law Storage Pavilion and was quite satisfied.

But hurried searching and having the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor choose a reasonable combination for him were still different matters.

Even if he couldn't use them himself, bringing them back to Great Qian was also a good choice.

"Sure enough, your brain can only comprehend these matters," she said, her eyes darkening with annoyance, then continued, "The Spider Emperor is dead, and the Law Storage Pavilion still needs someone to guard it; as a general under the Spider Emperor's command, logically, you should be the most sensible choice."

"However, in Thousand Demon Cave, we don't trade favors, we compete on strength."

"You're still lacking a bit to be one of the Ten Great Demon Emperors," she said with slight derision.

Hearing these somewhat mocking words, Shen Yi remained silent, just sitting there.

If she had initiated the conversation, there had to be another way.

"Tch, you're quite steady," the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor sneered softly, moving closer to his ear, "Listen well, apart from you, the one most qualified is the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor from the eleventh cave; it is a demon deeply trusted by Bai Hong, that Thousand-Legged Worm, most fearful of thunder..."

She told Shen Yi in as much detail as possible about the Demon Emperor's combat habits, personality flaws, and fears.

Until her mouth was dry and her tongue parched, the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor finally took her leave, "Regardless, you need to heal up before you can contend; take your time to recover."

Watching the voluptuous woman fly away,

Shen Yi closed his eyes once more.

The struggle for a place among the Ten Great Demon Emperors was important indeed, but Bai Hong's interrogation was just as worrisome.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor's indifference towards the incident didn't mean she didn't care, she had simply left the matter entirely to Bai Hong.

If Shen Yi wasn't mistaken, the black pupils on that white horse's forehead probably had the ability to discern truth.

To stabilize his identity within Thousand Demon Cave,

That white horse had to die.