Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Hearing this, Shen Yi finally threw aside the woman in his hand and summoned a flurry of feathers into the sky.

"I do not need your promises, you are unworthy," he declared.

"I simply intend to retrieve what I should."

With that, he sneered derisively and once more turned to walk toward the light screen.

The Great Horned Demon Emperor hovered in midair, concealing the indignation in his eyes. It was normal to require elixirs to recuperate from injuries. The only one likely to be displeased was the White Swan Demon Emperor.

After all, the treasure trove within the Alchemy Workshop belonged to it.

But what did that have to do with herself? Even if Bai Hong could return alive, it would serve her right to have it fight the lion, drawing attention away from herself.

Hearing this, several Demon Emperors reluctantly cleared a path.

They watched helplessly as that majestic figure slowly stepped into the third cave.

"It would be great if the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor were here; her relation with the lion emperor is not bad."

One of them felt somewhat upset, as the Thousand Demon Cave had already suffered a severe blow, and to be fighting amongst themselves at such a time.

The temper of this lion was getting more and more unmanageable.

Not to mention, if it were just some elixirs that were needed, one could simply ask the cave master. Would it really be denied? There was no need for this aggressive stance.

Meanwhile.

As Shen Yi entered the cave, he did not hesitate to deploy the Black Mist Silk, setting up prohibitions at the entrance.

His expression then turned slightly solemn.

It was only at the sight of the black vestment robe that his mind truly wavered.

Shen Yi even gave it a try himself.

That familiar texture—aside from the pattern being different—was almost identical to the one he wore.

Fortunately, the Formation on it was not as elaborate.

It seemed unable to discern aura.

"..."

Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes.

This was something he should have anticipated but had always neglected.

His own vestment robe came from the Thousand Demon Cave's steward's dwelling.

And the so-called cave master who occupied the deepest part, how could it not possess better items?

The vestment robe might only be a part of it.

For a Cultivator to be surpassed in foundation by a demon was truly a speechless affair.

"Hurry up."

Shen Yi inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.

The sudden distribution of the vestment robe by that cave master was surely not without reason; there were likely to be greater actions to follow.

He released the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor and quickly walked into the scorching passageway ahead.

The entire Alchemy Workshop was quite spacious.

A passageway laid with Qinghua jade tiles connected three large halls, covered with ancient traces, dragon pillars, and lanterns inlaid with Precious Jade, all showcasing the once lavish and grand style of the Nanyang Sect.

Shen Yi, however, had no mind to pay attention to these details now.

He briskly stepped into the first great hall.

At its center lay a transparent, gargantuan jade tree, with branches spreading out over a hundred zhang long, occupying the entire dome of the great hall, with their ends hanging down. Resembling heavy fruits, each branch tip held a jade plate.

Nevertheless, at a glance, more than ninety-nine percent of the jade plates were empty.

Only a few bore delicate porcelain bottles.

Over the long years, this group of demons had nearly plundered this place bare.

Without further hesitation, Shen Yi waved his hand and swept the remaining dozens of treasure elixirs into his Storage Bag, regardless of their uses, feeling that this might be his last chance to infiltrate the Thousand Demon Cave.

After doing all this, Shen Yi continued towards the second hall.

Compared to the lavishness of the front hall, this one seemed quite austere and bore few traces of demons.

The top of each shelf was weighted down with a heavy paperweight, pressing down a formula for elixirs.

Below the shelves were stacks of hefty tomes.

Shen Yi casually opened one, which contained records of the Nanyang Sect disciples' thoughts on improving these formulas and speculations on whether they could evolve into other elixirs.

"My Lord, I'll search immediately!"

The Profound Abyss Spider Emperor quickly scurried around.

"No need, write it all down."

Shen Yi bluntly released both the Lion Emperor and the elder from Qingqiu.

Although he couldn't directly take away the elixirs, after all, taking them could be explained, but to take away all the elixir recipes was too conspicuous. Once he walked out of this door, he could consider leaving the Thousand Demon Cave right away.

But with many demons and strong power, it was better to memorize everything.

He made arrangements."

Shen Yi headed straight for the last great hall.

That was also the source of the vigorous heat wave.

Just as he stepped in, what caught his eye was the hundreds of pill furnaces arranged in the positions of the Bagua.

Each one was more than a yard tall.

At the very center, there was a tumultuous pool of fire, with canals dug next to it, connecting to each of the furnaces.

Shen Yi walked slowly to the center.

Out of the fire pool arose a bronze column, upon which sat a palm-sized purple gold dan furnace, its body gleaming metallic, its surface without any patterns—simple in appearance but in no way detracting from its noble aura.

He reached out to touch it.

Just as he approached the fire pool, even with his current powerful body, he felt a severe sting as the white mist curled around him.

Beneath the cover of the Nanyang Transformation Technique,

his vestment robe's sleeve even got scorched.

He never expected that his black robe would be damaged for the first time under such circumstances.

"Hiss."

Shen Yi winced in pain, steeled his heart, directly snatched the dan furnace, and stuffed it into his storage bag.

Even if he was inexperienced, he could tell this was something valuable.

Useful or not, he thought, better take it first.

Apart from Bai Hong, probably no one else had the right to know that amid the hundreds of enormous dan furnaces, such a small object was hidden.

Not until he had completely plundered the place.

Shen Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to the second hall, starting to memorize elixir recipes with several demon souls.

He also funneled what remained of the demon lifespan into the Immeasurable Demon Emperor Palace.

[In the first year, you continued to stimulate Dao Infant's five organs, exploring your own limits. The Dao Palace gradually expanded at a slow pace, becoming more stable. Yet, you still couldn't grasp the second technique of Dao. You felt a bit disappointed.]

[You always wondered, if you had fully engaged with the world from the start, would your path now be unobstructed?]

"If I had fully engaged with the world, I would already be dead under Nie Jun's sword."

Shen Yi muttered to himself while looking at the elixir recipes in his hands.

As expected, problems emerged.

He shook his head with a slight headache.

The Dao Palace had expanded to nearly three hundred sixty zhang, and the demon lifespan rapidly depleted... huh?

Shen Yi suddenly saw that the depleted lifespan had inexplicably increased by three thousand years.

[Slain Floral Kirin Demon King, total lifespan sixteen thousand years, remaining lifespan three thousand two hundred years, absorption complete.]

And then, under Shen Yi's watch,

a lengthy list of prompts started rapidly flashing!

In the time it took an incense stick to burn, the demon lifespan had broken through the fifty thousand mark.

And the rate of increase hadn't slowed down at all.

"..."

Shen Yi fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling that the twenty thousand years he spent before were quite worth it.

"Try to kill as cleanly as possible; I'll feed you another origin pill if there's a chance next time."

"Grateful to my lord, Qinghua will never betray my lord's trust!"

The excited response from Lady Qinghua reached his ears; it had been a long time since she had received praise from her master.

Somewhere outside the Thousand Demon Cave,

a ten-zhang tall Golden Body Dharma Identity looked with cold eyes at the scattering flock of Demon Kings.

Dragons and serpents emerged, emitting piercing roars.

Under the flicker of its dark golden feathers, in an instant, it turned into a heartless object of slaughter.