Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1012 - 651: Will the Bodhi Church Protect You? (Normal update today, continue to make up tomorrow)_2

Chapter 1012: Chapter 651: Will the Bodhi Church Protect You? (Normal update today, continue to make up tomorrow)_2

The next moment, she struggled like a madwoman, shrieking like a shrew,

"You can’t kill me... I am the most beloved of Qingluan Immortal General! You fool, you’ll kill us all!"

"You make a good point,"

Shen Yi examined the Purple-Bearded White Dragon in his hand, and before his words were complete, his fingers suddenly clenched, sinking into Zi Ling’s flesh and breaking her bones.

Ah!

Amidst that sky-piercing scream, Shen Yi’s tone was so calm, yet it easily overshadowed it.

"But I don’t reason with the dead."

His impeccably muscular arms stretched out, crossing the Sky Curtain, and he violently smashed the enormous Purple-Bearded White Dragon into the ground!

Puchi—

The ground shook, and the earth cracked open, as if a long abyss had formed.

The beaten and broken Purple-Bearded White Dragon lay across it, its entire head collapsed, its Dragon Horns broken, its mouth filled with Blood Plasma, making gurgling noises, and its eyes wide open, staring at the gray Sky Curtain, already lifeless.

The people of Hongze looked on in shock.

After who knows how long, someone finally took a deep breath, as if a huge stone had fallen.

From Hongze, she had become a sword hanging over all their heads.

Her betrayal led to the demise of Nanyang, sparking a hundred thousand years of carnage, and even secretly instructing Shi Ren to commit patricide on her behalf, all to cover up the stain of abandoning her Dao companion and ascending alone—a stain that could be completely overlooked by an Immortal General.

Such is the story of a woman concerned for her purity, now lying in such a filthy state in the abyss.

This sword... had finally broken.

All she took pride in, in front of Sect Master Shen, was fragile enough to be destroyed with a single palm!

"Hu."

On the Lotus Platform, the Dragon Tiger Fruit Position softly stirred.

Shen Yi, restored to his normal appearance, stood with his hands down, quietly overlooking the Dragon Corpse below.

The affairs of Hongze were his to handle; why bother with a filthy, intrusive hand.

He slightly reached out his palm.

A delicate gourd floated up from the bottom of the abyss.

As he opened the lid, a faint Dragon Soul wildly rushed out, heading straight for the sky.

Shen Yi could create a Town Stone, capturing this Dragon Soul for a mere ten thousand years of a Demon Lifespan.

Yet he chose not to do so. Instead, he withdrew a White Dragon Head with closed eyes from the Finger Ring, then reached out to pull the Dragon Soul from the sky and poured it into the head.

Strong as an Arhat may be, Shen Yi, with a Boundary but lacking corresponding methods, did not know the Dharma to reconstruct the body.

Relying on the methods of the Immortals at the True Immortal Realm was even less likely.

But for now, storing the Dragon Soul here, waiting to later rebuild its body for it, was still feasible.

On the White Dragon Head, the dry skin began to twitch violently, as if reliving an unforgettable nightmare, still immersed in that pain.

Shen Yi’s fingers exerted force, pressing down on this head, gently lifting its eyelids.

"Hey! Hey!" the East Dragon King stared intently with those clear black eyes.

The calm expression on the young man’s pale face, his voice seemed to possess some sort of soothing power: "It’s alright now."

Gradually, the East Dragon King stopped trembling. He apparently recognized the young man before him, his mind still somewhat groggy: "Hongze, how is Hongze, the East Dragon Palace..."

"Hongze is fine, and they are fine too."

At least for now.

Shen Yi smiled, this Senior, who had once intended to exchange Hongze for a piece of the Azure Sky, kindly to the point of foolishness, could now finally see everything he had once wanted to see.

"Dad!"

Zi Yang and Zi Xian couldn’t hold back any longer, rushing forward to fiercely hug the head.

Shen Yi smoothly withdrew, leaving time for them.

He waved his hand, gathering the Lion-Tiger Beast and the Dragon Corpse into the Finger Ring, then turned and walked into the crowd.

"Thank you."

Senior Xuanqing watched Shen Yi.

The instigator of Nanyang’s destruction, now only he was still alive.

"It’s about time to come out, he’s always been watching you."

Shen Yi patted Senior Xuanqing on the shoulder, not giving him too much opportunity for sentimentality.

As for the "he" mentioned in the voice, it naturally referred to Sect Master Qin.

After speaking, Shen Yi bypassed Xuan Qing and slowly approached Ye Lan.

"..."

Ye Lan looked at the young man before her, silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "Just how much are you still hiding?"

According to Meng Xiuwen, this lad was seen as suspicious by Min Zhiyan, who wanted to send him to the Demon Slayer Bureau so that the Imperial Court could help keep an eye on him.

Now, it seemed that he was not just suspicious; the problem was indeed huge.

He had entered the fifth rank, equivalent to glimpsing the True Intent of heaven and earth, and even had the qualifications to carve out a path of his own.

This level of Cultivation Technique was something no major sect would teach lightly.

To put it bluntly, even the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva, risking a fallout with the Imperial Court, had only explained up to the sixth rank.

Ye Lan simply didn’t believe Shen Yi was a disciple of the Bodhi Sect.

Because she had never heard of any Venerable who allowed their Arhats to also practice the Immortal Law.

Of course, she just sighed and didn’t really delve into it.

The Demon Slayer Bureau indeed needed to firmly grasp information about their subordinates, but there were exceptions, such as slaying Immortals; as long as you dared do it, you were the most trustworthy subordinate of the Demon Slayer Bureau.

After all, apart from the godly dynasties, where else would harbor demons pursued by the Immortal Court?

However, being trustworthy was one thing; being able to resolve trouble was another.

"Come with me."

Ye Lan led Shen Yi away from the crowd, casually forming a sound isolation technique.

She was unclear about what exactly these people were up to and had never heard of Hongze, but from the threatening words of the Purple-Bearded White Dragon, she understood why Shen Yi decided to commit murder.

But having killed these two steeds, there had to be an explanation.

"What are you planning?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi glanced briefly at the Sky Curtain, "The Bodhisattva preaches the law, the Imperial Court intervenes..."

The previous turmoil between heaven and earth was the best guise to conceal one’s actions.

Even if the Immortal Generals noticed the disappearance of the mounts, if they really wanted to probe meticulously, they should first investigate the several individuals hidden behind the royal energy.

In just eight words, Ye Lan felt a jolt in her heart and looked over with a strange expression, "So you had planned to shift this dirty water onto the Imperial Court?"

She thought that the other party, being impetuous due to youth, had considered this before acting!

"What are you talking about?" Shen Yi looked aside, his eyebrows raised, "I am an official envoy from the Imperial Court."

"You..."

Ye Lan breathed a little faster, suddenly seeing a hint of shamelessness beneath the young man’s calm exterior, "The Imperial Court wouldn’t want to take the blame for you, at most it could only use this chaos to postpone matters."

Without submitting a memorial or requesting an audience, acting and hoping to get away scot-free.

Those who know you think you belong to the Demon Slayer Bureau, those who don’t think the Demon Slayer Bureau is yours.

Not to mention a temporary Demon Slayer Officer, even she, a Titled General, wouldn’t dare be so reckless.

"Let’s take it one step at a time."

Shen Yi turned around, what he lacked the most was time. Zi Ling had to be dealt with, and delaying was already a very good outcome.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lan watched the young man’s profile, observing his accustomed demeanor, suddenly unsure what to say.

This was truly a strange person.

Clearly possessing the strength others envied, yet always staying quiet as if indifferent to those futile honors.

To say he was trouble-averse, liking to make a fortune quietly.

Killing Immortal Court members and joining the Demon Slayer Bureau, all the while caring for a bunch of ineffective folks—it didn’t seem like the actions of a recluse.

Moreover, each of these things, once exposed, would be enough to have him executed a hundred times.

"Will the Bodhi Church protect you?" Ye Lan slowly closed her eyes.

"Cough."

Shen Yi coughed lightly. Whether they would protect him or not was uncertain, but they probably wanted him eliminated.

The lives of three Bodhi Sect practitioners, on top of stealing the Dragon Tiger Scripture.

Just today, the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva was forced to retreat. If he had broken through under their watch, the first thing they likely wanted was to seize his position.

Ye Lan did not receive a response, opened her eyes, and seriously looked at Shen Yi:

"Then shall I protect you?"