Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1066 - 675: Arhat Taiyi Dual 5th Rank_2

Chapter 1066: Chapter 675: Arhat Taiyi Dual 5th Rank_2

It was evident that the Demon Lifespan Shen Yi invested was not wasted, but instead transformed into tangible strength.

It signified that this path had already begun to unfold in some inexplicable manner, though its final form remained unknown.

[Remaining Demon Lifespan: Sixty-eight Tribulations]

Ordinarily, these Demon Lifespans would be most efficiently infused into the Dragon Tiger Fruit Position, given that the offerings of the Bodhi Sect were quite substantial—value for every penny.

Unlike the Taixu Daoist Techniques of the Three Immortals Sect, where the extent of conversion relative to the amount invested was dependent on chance and one’s comprehension.

Moreover, as a Qi Refiner, one could take elixirs to aid cultivation, and being adept at alchemy, Shen Yi could perfectly match these with the Imperial Qi Golden Pill awarded by the Imperial Court.

The path of a Qi Refiner could be completely sustained without the use of Demon Lifespan, turning instead to Human Emperor Qi for cultivation.

But the situation was now quite peculiar.

He was only forty-or-so Tribulations away from fully harvesting the Taixu Dao Fruit and ascending as a Taiyi Immortal.

With this thought, Shen Yi no longer hesitated and swiftly poured the remaining lifespan years into the Taixu Daoist Technique.

As the vast Demon Lifespan poured in, the silver moon dangling from the end of the Azure Wood within him slowly became fruitful, its richness seemingly about to drip.

Until gradually, the Demon Lifespan began to show signs of exhaustion.

Finally, the brilliance began to converge, slowly crystallizing into a transparent jade, its engraved patterns akin to the original principles of the Great Dao at the dawn of heaven and earth.

A mere glance engendered awe.

Fortunately, it was momentary; the patterns evolved from primitive to intricate, decipherable by cultivators.

"Taixu..."

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, aware without the need for any reminder that his Taiyi Immortal Realm had been reached.

One hundred ninety-three Tribulations, all transformed into this Taixu Dao Fruit.

[Fifth Grade Taixu Daoist Technique: Perfection]

[Remaining Demon Lifespan: Three Tribulations]

Even with thorough preparatory measures, over sixty Tribulations of Demon Lifespan was lost in the end, wasting twenty Tribulations. No wonder Qi Refiners needed to take elixirs to assist in their cultivation—compared to the Bodhi Sect, the efficiency was simply inferior.

Though both Dao Fruit and Fruit Position were Fifth Grade, they were utterly different entities.

Shen Yi’s gaze emitted both the golden gleam of the Dragon Tiger and the luster of Taixu Yue Hua, revealing two distinct visions of the same realm before his eyes.

His soul floated like drifting white clouds, his body grounded like a towering mountain of gold.

The immense contrast evoked a trace of confusion in his eyes; although the deduction seemed over, his being fell inexplicably into a sort of dilemma, wanting to move a fingertip, feeling light as a feather, yet somehow unable to lift it.

At that moment, a deep voice arrived from outside the mansion.

"Wushan has come to visit."

This external voice finally drew Shen Yi from that confused state!

He gently wiped away the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

No wonder so few chose the dual cultivation paths of Qi Refiner and Walker—aside from the pressure of lifespan years and Tribulation Power, the risk of diverging due to completely different experiences of the world during cultivation must also play a crucial part.

Shen Yi quickly adjusted his state of mind, before turning and saying, "Please, come in."

Upon receiving permission, the burly and moodily stern fat man stepped into the residence and stood firm in the courtyard.

He looked in Shen Yi’s direction and spoke in a muffled voice, "I’ve taken care of the West Mountain Prefecture matter as Elder Yan instructed. Just stopping by to inform you—the rewards for Demon Slayer accomplishments will be delivered to your residence in a few days."

Hearing this, Shen Yi stood up and softly responded, "Thank you."

Since leaving Great Qian, it had been a while since he last felt the comfort of having a powerful backing, where causing troubles didn’t lead to fleeing for his life, but instead resulted in someone taking responsibility, even earning a reward.

Joining the Demon Slayer Bureau had finally shown some meaning.

However, after speaking, Wushan showed no intention of leaving but shook his head, saying, "I’m not here to claim credit, nor to offer congratulations."

"Then what for?"

Shen Yi raised an eyebrow, noticing the slight distortion of Wushan’s features and clenched fists.

"Firstly, to apologize for the previous disrespect and impudence. Accustomed to scrutinizing words and observing expressions, I often fall into the habit of judging a book by its cover. When I send the reward, I’ll have someone bring you a Golden Ball containing thirty Tribulations as a token of apology."

Shen Yi listened quietly, not interrupting.

After all, Wushan’s manner scarcely suggested an apology, and compared to verbal rudeness, there was also the act of bypassing Shen Yi to directly command the Demon Slayer Bureau of West Mountain Prefecture. Offering a Golden Ball laden with thirty Tribulations as compensation seemed overly generous.

Indeed, the next moment Wushan shifted slightly to the side, avoiding Shen Yi’s gaze, his voice grew much lower, "I think I understand yours and Elder Yan’s intentions."

"I’m sorry, Wushan serves the Imperial Court, not any individual, and is not insane."

"My reason for joining this place is simple: to handle my own affairs. Unfortunately, I lack the strength, so I came to earn some Emperor’s Aura, to advance in realm. I have no grand ambitions, so please forgive my absence from your ’madness’."

"I will take good care of my Three Prefectures, and that’s all."

"Everyone has their own ambitions; I hope you and Ye Lan can understand."

Having said this, Wushan stiffly stood his ground. As a Fourth Grade Taiyi True Immortal, he could crush Shen Yi effortlessly, but at this moment, he clearly seemed somewhat guilty, merely putting on a tough front.

Because these words were not intended for General Nanyang, but rather meant to communicate his dissatisfaction and limits to Elder Yan through him.