Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

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Songzhou City.

Yang Qianxiang meticulously arranged all matters and gave instructions to the various Demon-suppression Great Generals on how to calm the public's mind.

As a commander of a state, in terms of strength, he was nothing compared to Inspector Officer Shen, but when it came to these troublesome detailed affairs, he had quite a bit of experience.

After ensuring there were no oversights.

Yang Qianxiang mounted the Demon Horse and accompanied Officer Shen as they left Songzhou.

Logically, having made such a grave mistake, he should have been escorted back.

Fortunately, Officer Shen was lenient and had not scolded him with a single harsh word… though he hadn't said anything else either.

With the vigorous strength of the black-scaled dragon horse, it took less than ten days to travel from Songzhou to the Imperial City.

Meanwhile, as the two hurried on their way.

Inside the Martial Temple of the Imperial City, a rare guest had arrived. Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Temporarily halting their refinement, the four teal-robed temple priests gathered together.

With their status, they could only stand to the side.

Seated in the main seat was a man wearing a black and white wide-sleeved robe, sporting a long goat beard.

"May I ask what brings True Person of Mysterious Light Cave to our Great Qian Dynasty?" Wu Dao'an stood up and spoke with neither servility nor overbearance.

"Just wandering around," the True Person of Mysterious Light Cave sipped his hot tea casually, placed the teacup gently on the table, and spoke indifferently, "Also, I came to inform you that a Grandmaster has unfortunately perished."

When they heard the first part of the statement, the four temple priests showed no expression, but when the latter half was spoken, they all instinctively clenched their teeth.

Wu Dao'an's palm hidden in his sleeve suddenly tightened.

After a long silence.

He said coldly, "We understand."

The Great Qian Dynasty had only seven Grandmasters left, and suddenly one more was inexplicably lost, but these people from Mysterious Light Cave remained composed and didn't even bother to elaborate any further.

"If there's nothing else, we will take our leave," Wu Dao'an declared.

Although they spoke crudely of martial artists, every Disciple of the Martial Temple knew that they and the Primordial Grandmasters were all committed to garrisoning the Great Qian, akin to brothers-in-arms.

How could they not be enraged at this moment?

But they couldn't show anger… even a slight change in expression that might offend Mysterious Light Cave would only lead to even more unfair treatment of the Grandmasters outside.

Wu Dao'an turned and walked towards the exit.

"Wait a moment," the True Person of Mysterious Light Cave suddenly raised his hand to stop them, "This seat has been entrusted by a close friend to seek a certain young friend for you."

The temple priests stopped and looked back: "…"

"My friend is an elder of Qingqiu. It had two disciples go out to experience the world, but one of them vanished in the Great Qian."

The True Person of Mysterious Light Cave raised an eyebrow: "Do you have any news?"

After pondering for a moment, Wu Dao'an replied, "We are not aware, but if you need help searching, we will do our best to assist and send someone to inquire throughout Jiuzhou."

"Thank you… but there's no need to trouble the Disciples of the Martial Temple," the True Person of Mysterious Light Cave said with a faint smile, and took out a Jade Slip, "The missing Qingqiu disciple's elder brother has already gathered some news for you, and the place where his younger brother disappeared is Yang'an Prefecture of Qingzhou. He sent a letter to General Jiang Yuanhua of Qingzhou, and the reply he got was, tsk."

"I don't know, I'm not clear, ask the Martial Temple if there's an issue."

As the True Person's words with a hint of playfulness settled.

Wu Dao'an's eyelids twitched twice: "…"

That lad surnamed Jiang, could he really be so defiant.

"Qingqiu has always had no grudges with us and is a valued ally that Mysterious Light Cave has been striving to secure. We hope the Martial Temple understands that we too are working towards ensuring the safety of the Great Qian Grandmasters."

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Changqing True Person rose to his feet and placed a jade slip on the table, "His investigations are nearly complete. At that time, there were only three martial practitioners above the Condensation Elixir Realm who passed by the northern cliff, among which two were too weak to pose any threat to the disciples of Qingqiu. The only remaining one had too little information, as if he appeared out of thin air."

"I hope you all bring this person to me, so I can give my old friend an explanation. The specific reasons will be thoroughly investigated by Qingqiu, and if he really has no connection, I will personally take him back to the Great Qian."

The temple priests listened patiently, their anger deepening within them.

Although Qingqiu has always been neutral, no matter what, they were still a bunch of fox demons. The Great Qian could ignore them, but to have the audacity to ask for an explanation here was simply bullying too much.

If this were the heyday of the Great Qian, when the Great Qian said one, would Qingqiu dare to say two?

Not to mention a disciple, even if they killed an elder of theirs, so what?

Wu Dao'an took a deep breath, "Dare I ask, True Person, who is it that you seek?"

Changqing True Person glanced at the jade slip on the table, touched it with his divine sense, and after looking at it, said, "Shen Yi from Qingzhou."

Upon hearing this, the three remaining temple priests were somewhat confused.

"..."

Wu Dao'an was startled for a moment, then his face revealed a cold laugh, murder rising in his cloudy eyes, "Dare you say that again? Who is it that you seek?"

Changqing True Person sensed something amiss, but didn't take it to heart, "Shen Yi from Qingzhou."

A mere dying Martial Temple, incapable of stirring any major waves.

To speak with such a threatening tone, they must have been in this broken temple for too long, their minds unclear.

"Fine."

Before the sound of his voice had settled, Wu Dao'an's smile grew even wider as he slowly closed his eyes.

In the midst of everyone's confusion,

within the Martial Temple, on the offering table, the twelve Golden Body Dharma Identities, especially the one of the Lion Camel, suddenly shone brightly.

Its thirty feet tall figure slowly stepped down from the offering table.

The moment it stepped out onto the long street, blinding golden light illuminated the canvas of the sky, step by step heading towards the courtyard.

In front of the Lion Camel, the courtyard was as fragile as tofu, collapsing in an instant.

With a casual swipe of its paw, the roof was reduced to dust, and its large eyes looked down disparagingly at the several figures within.

"..."

Overshadowed by the huge figure and facing what seemed like a divine being's Golden Body, Changqing True Person subconsciously swallowed, stepping back thrice, and cried out, "What is the meaning of this?!"

"What I mean," the Lion Camel opened its mouth, its voice like the toll of a grand bell, echoing through the sky, "is that you, a mere Upper Realm Primordial Grandmaster, are already being honored by being called a True Person. If you dare to mention this name again in my presence....."

The Lion Camel bared its teeth slightly, its expression indifferent, "Then you may as well fall here today."

"You!"

Changqing True Person's face contorted, "Have you forgotten that I come from the Mysterious Light Cave?"

What answered him was a heavy and powerful palm strike.

Lion Camel merely lifted its foot to step on him, causing Changqing True Person's face to change drastically. His body glowed red as his arms unconsciously crossed in front of him.

The golden beast's paw stopped mere inches from him.

Changqing True Person was already drenched in cold sweat, his eyes wild, panting heavily.

Gazing into the cold eyes of the Lion Camel atop its head.

He steadied his breathing and spoke softly, "I was merely asking on behalf of Qingqiu, there's no need for such hostility."

"Tch."

Lion Camel retracted its foreleg, casually turned, and slowly made its way back to the Martial Temple, lying once more upon the offering table, once again becoming as lifeless and inert as a statue.

At the same time, Wu Dao'an opened his eyes, speaking faintly, "Then please leave, with no escort."