Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Imperial City, Immortal Department.

"Lord Lin!"

Numerous Demon Slayer Bureau messengers crowded into the narrow study, their eyes burning as they stared at the slender figure behind the desk.

The news of the great chaos of the two sects had reached them all.

The vast array of Immortal Buddhas now, not to mention devouring the Human World, with such terrifying losses, they probably couldn't even manage themselves internally.

"Should we summon the Divine Dynasty Generals from the four regions to lead us in trying to reclaim lost territories?" Their faces showed a few traces of longing, for the Divine Dynasty, this was a rare opportunity.

"..."

Lin Shuya slowly organized the memorials in his hand, stacking them carefully.

After a long time, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he lifted his chin and gently shook his head, "All of you, withdraw. Until there is an order from the Immortal Department, do not act rashly to avoid offending the Immortal Buddhas."

Offend the Immortal Buddhas?

The group of Demon Slayer Bureau messengers could hardly believe their ears.

Those daunting Fierce Gods and Evil Buddhas regard the Human World as pigs and dogs, feasting wildly, playing with countless lives of the common people, and the endless Lost Souls seemed to wail throughout the entire Shen Zhou, keeping this group of generals sleepless at night.

This is an undying blood feud for all ages.

Now saying... Offend?!

"Withdraw."

Lin Shuya did not have much patience to explain to them; he is the head of the Immortal Department, managing all matters of the Divine Dynasty related to the Immortal Court.

The Human Emperor did not make an appearance, his words were as decretal to these generals.

This was indeed an opportunity, but it was not an opportunity to reclaim lost territories. Instead, it was a mercy bestowed by Heaven, giving the Divine Dynasty a chance to negotiate with the vast array of Immortal Buddhas.

Lin Shuya was chosen by the Human Emperor not only because he was a survivor of the drought in the North Continent but also because of his sharp eyesight.

From these memorials alone, he quickly determined that there was already an irreconcilable conflict between the two sects.

It is about who will dominate this world in the future.

Obviously, neither True Buddha nor Emperor would take a step back at this moment; if this issue is not resolved, the slaughter between the two sects would never cease.

Those giants must have also sensed something was wrong, so they would inevitably temporarily delay the disaster and seek another method.

And this gap is the only lifeline for the Human World!

After surviving by luck in the North Continent, Lin Shuya thoroughly experienced the mighty power of the Immortal Buddhas. Mortals had no power to resist in front of them, so he never deluded himself with the idea that humans could defeat Heaven.

If he could return to the time when the Immortal Court and Divine Dynasty co-governed the world, it would be a dream come true for him.

"Huff."

Watching one by one the warriors leaving the Immortal Department with puzzled expressions, Lin Shuya took a deep breath, finally stood up, holding the thick pile of memorials, walked out of the government office, and with a steady pace, headed toward the courtyard deep within the Imperial City.

This path he had walked countless times.

In the beginning, the Human Emperor was still so young, with a stern and majestic face, but with eyes that were not lacking in warmth and compassion.

He was the Revival Lord to whom Lin Shuya swore lifelong loyalty.

Until now, His Majesty had grown old and confused, gradually giving birth to some increasingly incomprehensible thoughts.

But Lin Shuya remained loyal to him.

Even today, when their thoughts had diverged, he would still organize the news from the Four Continents and then present it to His Majesty for decision-making. This was his loyalty.

"Present these to His Majesty."

Lin Shuya stopped outside the courtyard.

He didn't step into the wine pool personally as he did before but handed the memorials to two maidservants, then watched them walk along the winding path, disappearing from his sight.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Presenting the memorials was loyalty, while preserving his own life to contribute to world peace was righteousness.

At least when that Fierce Tiger fell into madness, trying to devour old acquaintances, he could still grip the last rope, forcibly pulling back the grand situation, preventing the Divine Dynasty from falling into the fire pit.

"..."

After handing over the memorials, Lin Shuya did not leave in a hurry but quietly looked toward the depths of the path, as if peering through the deep courtyard walls to glimpse inside the wine pool.

He needed to confirm whether the one soaking in the wine pool now was a frenzied beast or His Majesty.

The method was simple.

Lin Shuya still wanted the Human Emperor to decide everything. If, after going through the memorials, the other party was still His Majesty, he should utilize that Emperor's Aura and quickly reach Transcendence.

The two sects were gravely injured, and under such circumstances, if the Human World also had a transcendent Giant, although it couldn't expel the Immortal Buddhas, the Divine Dynasty could at least return to its state before the calamity.

A tripod, standing firm, is better than being devoured entirely.

What the Immortal Buddhas wanted was merely to preach in the Human World and share the incense and offerings. Although their means might be harsh at times, it ultimately couldn't affect the bigger picture.

But if that man didn't choose this path and instead continued with those mad and deluded plans, then he was no longer His Majesty but merely a crazed beast.

Lin Shuya's eyes gradually grew cold.

If so, then he could only make decisions in place of His Majesty.

...

Courtyard, wine pool.

The man, bare-chested, propped himself on the pebbles with his elbows, back facing others, his whole body floating in the pool, his muscular arms with skin like shriveled tree bark, somewhat wrinkled from being soaked too long.

"Your Majesty, what does he mean by this?"

Gu Li frowned at the two maidservants. She had rushed back, disregarding her own safety, full of excitement to share her experiences along the way with His Majesty, only to unexpectedly witness such a scene.