Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1005 - 649 How Dare You Come Out (7K Supplement 3K, Still Owing 130K)_4

Chapter 1005: Chapter 649 How Dare You Come Out (7K Supplement 3K, Still Owing 130K)_4

Facing such a cold and hard attitude, Zi Ling’s smile stiffened even more.

In terms of background, they have a Daluo Immortal Venerable above them, far surpassing her own master, and in terms of status, the two before her were genuinely disciples of Immortal Venerable, while she was merely a mount.

Even if she was given the cold shoulder, she had no choice but to endure it.

Moreover...

Zi Ling retreated to the next best thing, taking a seat on the cushion behind.

Then she glanced down at the foot of the mountain.

She was no longer the Purple-Bearded White Dragon from Union Dao of the past; under the numerous favors of General Qingluan, her cultivation had undergone earth-shattering changes.

With her current strength, her perception of killing intent was extremely acute.

What’s more, such sharp killing intent, lurking beneath it, was an aura identical to her own.

She had already seen the appearance of that person, truly... so many old acquaintances.

Zi Ling’s face revealed reminiscence, and a smile re-emerged.

There’s a saying: "return home in triumph."

Yet, she didn’t relish in such trivial matters; on the contrary, she only hoped that these people would never come out, that it would be best for them all to die in that foul-smelling pond.

Zi Ling quietly clenched her teeth, adding a touch of coldness to her sweet smile.

Shi Ren, you deserve to die.

How could you let them out, or are you already dead?

Forget it, at the feet of a Bodhisattva, one dares not commit slaughter.

Let these people leave on their own, lest when their heads fall to the ground, they tarnish the eyes of the Bodhisattva.

It’s about time she went back to check on that stinking pond, to see if it had become more foul.

Just a short distance from Zi Ling...

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, calmly gazing at the figure on the Lotus Platform ahead.

He seemed unmoved by the seating arrangement or anything else; the venerable Bodhisattva was simply tranquilly waiting for everyone to arrive before he would begin his teaching.

As for whether the people below were listening or not, or what filth they harbored in their hearts, it was none of his concern.

"..."

Shen Yi closed his eyes; from the time when he met this woman using his Golden Body, he knew deeply that this Purple-Bearded White Dragon had reached her current position through her keen observation and that chilling, meticulous mind.

She was undoubtedly aware of Zi Yang and the others’ presence.

At the same time...

Shen Yi also perceived the strength of this White Dragon... her existence was on the same level as Meng Xiuwen.

A hundred thousand years in the Immortal Court really nurtured this woman to a degree that cultivators from the Mortal Realm could hardly match.

Zi Yang, who was once at the same or an even higher level, was still wasting away in the Heaven Realm, while she had effortlessly stepped into the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

And what was more terrifying, was the blond, burly man beside her.

This man gave Shen Yi a strange feeling, not as strong as Ye Lan, probably not a Fifth-grade cultivator, but also totally unlike Meng Xiuwen, a Sixth-grade cultivator.

To keep him in the Mortal Realm... merely with his current strength, was far from enough.

With this thought in mind, Shen Yi reopened his eyes and began to survey his surroundings.

While it might seem that he was the only one present for the Bodhisattva’s teaching, in reality, disciples of the Bodhi Sect were scattered everywhere.

All he needed was to encounter one, that person who could complete the path of the Sixth-grade.

"You promised me, to honestly stay by my side."

Ye Lan tilted her head slightly, conveying her message through a voice transmission.

She was protecting Shen Yi’s old friends for him, but in exchange, the young man had to keep his impulses in check this trip.

After all, the matters they carried were minor.

The teaching today itself was what truly infuriated the Imperial Court.

"..."

Shen Yi remained silent, his gaze returning to the Lotus Platform ahead.

Bodhisattva finally opened his golden mouth, and in an instant, the profound sounds of Buddha’s teachings once again echoed through heaven and earth, heard not only by the cultivators on their meditation cushions but also by the ordinary mortals beyond the mountains, each word crystal clear.

In that instant, Ye Lan’s expression subtly changed.

Unable to discern good from evil, loyalty from treachery, let alone differentiate between the immortal and the mortal, where in the world does such a method of preaching make sense?

Simultaneously, Shen Yi was also slightly taken aback.

His astonishment was simple, for he actually understood what the Bodhisattva was preaching.

It was... the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform Technique.

...

At the foot of the mountain within a town.

Several people fleeing in haste briefly halted their steps.

Led by Ji Jingxi, they all witnessed everything that took place at the peak, the once revered woman now forced to retreat and choose a lesser cushion.

This wasn’t something significant, after all, there are mountains beyond mountains, heavens beyond the sky.

Zi Ling did not need to be stronger than other creatures between heaven and earth, she only needed to be stronger than those from Hongze.

What truly shocked them was that the cushion was given up for someone from Hongze.

That was Sect Master Shen!

The moment they saw Shen Yi quietly taking a seat, even Xuan Qing fell into a brief stupor.

This young man, first seen outside of Nanyang, had, upon sitting down, once again erected the backbone of Hongze.

He was the Master of Hongze, not some Immortal’s steed, nor someone’s lapdog.

"Let’s go!"

Zi Yang growled, and though it was the same word as before, the emotion behind it was entirely different.

Even if he were to be a Heavenly Realm Wild Demon for the rest of his life, he couldn’t bring himself to commit the vile and sordid acts of stabbing his Dao partner in the back, betraying his own father, or imprisoning his father’s spirit.

"It can’t be... they haven’t offended that person, have they?"

Meng Xiuwen smacked his lips, having been observing this group closely. When Zi Ling made her appearance, their reactions nearly explained everything.

It wasn’t a matter of fear, after all, the Imperial Court was watching over the situation, and no major trouble could arise.

He was just somewhat surprised that a group of cultivators yet to reach the True Immortal Realm could have a connection with a mount of a fifth-grade Immortal General.

Moreover, if that were the case, even if Ye Lan were to handle it, it would require considerable effort.

Outside one’s home, one’s identity is self-proclaimed.

The identity of a third-generation disciple under Daluo Immortal Venerable is genuine, but so is the trouble in between; otherwise, Ye Lan would not have joined the Demon Slayer Bureau on a whim.

Their lineage was down to a single survivor.

Indeed, a lone survivor; even for her own sister Ye Jing, Ye Lan did not include her in this apprenticeship.

"Escort them out, make sure they don’t get lost. Once away from here, it won’t be the same."

Meng Xiuwen strode forward, and Ye Jing obediently followed behind.

At this moment, there was no place in the Great Nan Continent safer than the area surrounding He Mountain.

However, just as the two took a step, the Buddhist chant from the Bodhisattva nearly simultaneously spread through the air.

Listening to those clear sutras.

Both Demon Slayers turned back simultaneously, and even with Ye Jing’s shallow experience, she sensed something was amiss.

She stared blankly at He Mountain.

The teachings of the Bodhisattva must relate to a Cultivation Method, and almost all Cultivation Methods from the Bodhi Sect can be empowered with imperial aura.

Such a mysterious spell was, at this moment, being freely given to everyone without any prerequisites.

Listening to it seemed like the benevolent act of liberating all sentient beings.

But Ye Jing’s heart inevitably chilled. Even if the Bodhisattva had reached an impasse and needed a large amount of mortal imperial aura to overcome a heart tribulation, should he be so indiscriminately reckless and act so carelessly?

If evil people were to master the Cultivation Technique and harbor bad intentions, then it wouldn’t just be a case for three local Demon Slayers to handle; even if their numbers were increased tenfold, it might not be sufficient.

Meng Xiuwen’s face was taut, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the figure upon the Lotus Platform, his brain swimming with dizziness.

"Demon monk—"

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