Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

"What, have you finally seen the light, or has something happened in Qingzhou again?"

Wu Dao'an walked leisurely ahead.

He had previously reminded the other party that the path of cultivation was far more rough than the youths imagined, a thousand years seemed long but were actually just a fleeting moment.

For cultivators, longevity was always the most precious thing.

What surprised him was that Shen Yi's realization came much faster than he had expected.

"If it's about Qingzhou, then there's no need to speak. Even if you are a disciple of the Martial Temple..."

"A recorded disciple," Shen Yi said softly.

"I know!" Wu Dao'an answered grudgingly, turning back. This kid was truly incomprehensible; to others, becoming a true disciple of the Martial Temple was like ancestors showing favor with blue smoke, yet not only did he not take advantage of the situation, he had actually reminded him honestly.

This was truly outrageous to the extreme.

"Even if you're a recorded disciple of the Martial Temple! We really can't spare any extra effort," Wu Dao'an said.

Wu Dao'an was speaking the truth. Although these Martial Immortals were superior to the General of Jiuzhou in realm, without having condensed a Golden Body Dharma Identity, they couldn't suppress a Demon King, and if the situation stalemated, it could leave the defenses of the Martial Temple exposed.

If there were any Primordial Realm Warriors available, he wouldn't mind pulling some strings for Shen Yi, given his talent, to ask a couple of Grandmasters to join the battle.

But indeed, they were short-handed at the moment.

"Qingzhou is fine for now," Shen Yi shook his head and said.

"..." Wu Dao'an glanced at him silently, feeling a bit more puzzled.

No trouble? If that were truly the case, then how had Jiang Yuanhua ended up in such a sorry state?

He had thought that Shen Yi had been sent to the Imperial City as a refuge.

The two entered a courtyard, and before they could sit down, someone hurriedly came in: "Lord Wu, Qingzhou's Jiang Yuanhua has submitted a letter of resignation, please review it."

Wu Dao'an was slightly taken aback, noticing a detail in the messenger's words.

Before Jiang Yuanhua's name, there was a missing title.

He reached out to take the resignation letter, only to see the person in front of him bowing first to him and then turning to Shen Yi, smiling and saying, "General Shen, nice to meet you."

Shen Yi returned the gesture with a hand-clasp.

"Hmm?"

Wu Dao'an casually flipped through the letter, glancing at the young man with interest: "So, you've been promoted to General."

Even though he didn't hold the Demon-suppression Bureau in very high regard, he couldn't help being somewhat surprised.

The last time he visited, the other party had already been the youngest Demon-suppression Great General that Wu Dao'an had ever seen, and now, in just two or three months, he had become the youngest General in Jiuzhou.

Having read through the resignation letter word for word, Wu Dao'an's expression did not change, he simply waved to have the bureau's messenger dismissed: "Bring in Jiang Yuanhua, I'll see him in a bit."

Once only the two of them were left in the courtyard.

The old man in the green robe sat unhurriedly in the bamboo chair, patting his clothes: "You Longtao taking over his position as General has done something superfluous by letting you take over temporarily. If I'm not wrong, it's because you've eaten something you shouldn't have."

"Written all vague, do you really think I'm a fool?" Wu Dao'an raised his eyes and snorted coldly.

Jiang Yuanhua was no match for the Demon King, both fighting to severe injury; it was then that someone needed to step up and finish the job.

Clearly, Shen Yi's formidable talent, the ability to completely devour the Golden Body aura, was unprecedented in the history of Great Qian. With sufficient Incense Willpower, breaking through realms was only natural.

Jiang Yuanhua, gravely injured and without the Martial Temple's approval, had unilaterally handed over the General's jade token to him, using this young man's hand to slay the severely wounded Xiao Yue.

Fearing blame from the Martial Temple, the letter of resignation was thus produced.

"In desperate times, we must take decisive action, we are not so obstinate and rigid," Wu Dao'an said, gesturing for the young man to sit down.

"..."

With a trace of admiration in his eyes, Shen Yi silently regarded the man. Truly, to be a temple keeper who served the Golden Body was like being just as wise as the Ancestor of the Martial Temple.

The pretext prepared in advance was no longer needed at this moment.

He simply took a seat across from him.

"What a joke, us disciples of the Martial Temple... named disciples, needn't serve as some Qingzhou's proxy General."

Wu Dao'an raised an eyebrow, he had guessed correctly, the other party was indeed at a loss for words.

He said indifferently, "Now that you have returned, you should diligently study the Yin God Technique. As for the title that eats up the Incense Willpower, the Demon-suppression Bureau has a vacancy for a Deputy Patrol Envoy. You can fill in for now."

"What is a Patrol Envoy?" Shen Yi asked, unfazed.

"It's a Deputy Patrol Envoy," Wu Dao'an finally found an opportunity to regain the upper hand, and he smiled contentedly, "Above the Jiuzhou Generals, there is one Patrol Envoy and two Deputy Patrol Envoys, who head the Demon Suppressing Division Headquarters." Your next read is at My Virtual Library Empire

"Strictly speaking, that position requires those Primordial Warriors to assume, responsible for patrolling Jiuzhou, and solving demon problems in various places. You are not qualified for that."

Having offered a benefit, it was natural to explain the reasons; otherwise, given the young man's demeanor, he would probably take it as a matter of course.

The elder looked at him: "However, the Patrol Envoy is currently not in Great Qian, and both deputies have unfortunately perished, leaving the positions vacant until now. You are perfect for the role since you are from the Demon-suppression Bureau and have slain a Demon King. With no need to manage affairs, having the title and enjoying Incense Willpower doesn't really break any rules."

"Of course, if you are bored and want to sit in the office, that is up to you. Just don't feel helpless when facing those Generals seeking aid, and don't lose face—it's enough that you understand," he added.

"Understood."

Shen Yi listened quietly.

Suddenly, he looked towards the distant Martial Temple with a touch of emotion.

It had been a long time since he had enjoyed such treatment. It was like being extremely hungry, and the elder had laid out a feast of chicken, duck, fish, and meat upon the table, finally topping it off with drinks for fear that he might choke.

"Let's go, follow me to meet Jiang Yuanhua. After that, you can go greet your fellow disciples," said Wu Dao'an as he leisurely stood up. "Although it's called the Martial Temple, it's actually no different from an Immortal Sect. They are also considered your half-brothers and sisters. If you have any issues in your cultivation and I am not around, you can also seek their advice."

"Thank you, Elder Wu," Shen Yi replied as he too stood up.

"No need to keep calling me 'Elder.' If you respect me, just call me Brother Wu," Wu Dao'an said, his eyes softening. He had finally managed to recruit this prodigy, a stroke of luck for the Martial Temple.

The two of them started walking towards the exit.

"..."

Jiang Yuanhua, looking utterly bewildered, was led into a room, adrift in his thoughts.

Then, he saw the missing Shen Yi, and the old man in a green robe in front of him was none other than the temple's priest, Wu Dao'an.

"Yuanhua pays respect to Elder Wu."

As both were Yin God Cultivators, and the elder was also an Upper Realm Martial Immortal, Jiang Yuanhua knew the elder could see him, so he dared not be disrespectful.

After finishing his courtesy, he covertly gave Shen Yi a meaningful look.

Wasn't he supposed to wait outside? How did it happen that he met the Martial Temple's people before him? He was somewhat worried Shen Yi might let something slip.

After all, despite Shen Yi's strength, he didn't appear adept at conversation.

"What are you winking for? You only know how to greet me with a bow, but become mute in front of your superior?" Wu Dao'an glared at him.

"Superior?"

Jiang Yuanhua looked at Shen Yi in astonishment and, noticing the slight nod from Shen Yi, knew he was indicating that everything had been explained.

But... how did he ascend to that position?

Not to mention he hadn't yet "contributed" his merits; even with all the merits, how could he possibly assume such a role.

Above a General, there were no other positions except for Patrol Envoy.

Could it be that his strength as a Primordial Grandmaster was revealed?!

It should be noted that Primordial achievers weren't limited to Shen Yi; there was also Qiu Lan in Qingzhou. If this became known, it would undoubtedly lead to considerable troubles.

Jiang Yuanhua took a deep breath, calmed his anxiety, and respectfully saluted, "Qingzhou's Jiang Yuanhua pays respect to the Great Patrol Envoy."