Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 926 - 619: 7 Days of Time, the Elder Returns to Hongze’s Bright Sunny Day

Chapter 926: Chapter 619: 7 Days of Time, the Elder Returns to Hongze’s Bright Sunny Day

Among the four Hongs, only Eastern Hong had never experienced any strife.

Apart from the group of Purple-Bearded White Dragons disliking slaughter, their formidable strength was so intimidating that no other power dared to entertain the thought of challenging them.

It was rumored that the East Dragon King had once left Hongze in his youth to travel the lands of Shen Zhou, and his disposition was different from that of other Dragon Kings. Instead of the title East Dragon King, he preferred to be called by others as Perfected Zi Xuan.

A dragon of the Dao Realm from the Great Demon class, he truly stood proudly at the pinnacle of Hongze!

At this moment, within the East Hong Dragon Palace.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a simple celadon robe, bore no decorations on his person, his only adornment a streaked lock of hair tied up with a purple bamboo hairpin.

The great hall was unlike other dragon halls; instead of a long staircase leading to a throne, there were only clean desks lined up in orderly rows, akin to a classroom.

The middle-aged man sat there, behind one of the desks.

Rather than being known as the Dragon King who shook Hongze, he seemed more akin to a teacher.

Perfected Zi Xuan silently regarded the two dragon seals on the desk.

On the opposite side of the desk, Prince Zi Yang, who had hurried back, was pouring himself tea while describing his observations from his travels in the west.

"Father really should meet him. This child is out of the ordinary, like an Immortal God reincarnated."

"Of course, he must be met."

Memories surged in Perfected Zi Xuan’s eyes. He believed in his son’s judgment, and he also trusted in the Nanyang Sect.

People from that place, whether it was Jiaoyang, Xuan Qing, might all have various flaws in character, but they shared one thing in common: they were good people.

Xuan Qing was still alive, and to gain recognition from this young man and become the Sect Master of Nanyang, that young man surnamed Shen must surely be like them, not bad in essence.

But it’s just that their own generation had failed to transform Hongze into a peaceful and prosperous age; instead, they had turned it into this ghastly state, where good people are driven to become butchers just to barely survive.

With this thought, Perfected Zi Xuan took out a piece of paper filled with words from his sleeve and carefully spread it out.

Every word, every sentence, had been carefully considered.

For this was a "petition," accusing the parents of Hongze, that Immortal Official who wielded the Jade Decree.

On the petition, a red seal had already been affixed.

Perfected Zi Xuan took a deep breath and reached out to touch the other two dragon seals, fingers accustomed to effortlessly lifting mountains, now trembling slightly.

Fear of the Hongze Immortal was not the cause of his trembling; rather, he was acutely aware that these two seals represented the will of countless creatures living on land and in water.

To pick up this seal was to possess the resolve to petition on behalf of all beings between heaven and earth.

Ignorant creatures do not know where suffering comes from. To scrape by, they run themselves ragged, not even knowing who the Hongze Immortal is, never having seen how the people of Shen Zhou live in peace, and even assuming that a constant state of anxiety is normal. If by some mischance they incur the wrath of the powerful and their families get exterminated, they believe they deserve it.

But Perfected Zi Xuan had seen Shen Zhou and knew that none of this was normal or justifiable in the lands governed by Immortals!

They needed a voice to cry out their grievances to the heavens.

And he, of little other use, ought to undertake this task.

Thump! Thump!

Two great seals landed in quick succession. Perfected Zi Xuan was silent, carefully folded the petition, and placed it inside the Jade Seal.

For a full hundred thousand years, he had done nothing else but forge a path, a route that led directly to the Immortal Court.

Countless friends and loyal followers.

After eons of preparation, this path was now complete, ready to reach its destination in just seven days.

In seven days’ time, he planned to exchange Hongze’s Immortal for a new one!

The Jade Seal turned into a streak of light and sped away. Along that long dormant heavenly path, countless figures emerged, their expressions grave. From Hongze to Shen Zhou, from country to temple, and finally, to the Immortal Court, they relayed the petition with the utmost speed to the hands of the Immortal Official.

"Let’s go, I must thank this young friend Shen."

Perfected Zi Xuan slowly stood up and walked towards the exit of the great hall.

"I haven’t finished my tea yet."

Prince Zi Yang hastily gulped down his drink and hurried after him, lowering his voice, "Did you not hear what I said...?"

Shen Yi was considering slaying an Immortal, and to such sensational news, his father had shown no reaction?

"..."

Perfected Zi Xuan stopped his steps, turned back to ponder for a moment, and then lightly patted Prince Zi Yang’s shoulder with a smile, "These are not matters that should concern you young ones. Relax your heart, enjoy what you should have, leave this confined place, and witness the true expanse of heaven and earth."

"He is a child favored by the heavens, not meant to become a heretic hunted by the Immortal Court."

"Do you understand?"

"Leave the offenses to us, the old ones who won’t be around much longer."

Hearing this, Prince Zi Yang fell silent, his expression turning bitter.

This petition could at most get the Hongze Immortal transferred away, but after all, he was an Immortal. Once he returned to the heavens and completed his punishment, he would naturally find out who had been scheming behind his back.

And for an Immortal of his stature, to handle a mere wild dragon from the Mortal Realm with no background, it would be as easy as lifting a finger.

...

In Western Hong, Ban Shan Sect.

Ji Jingxi played the zither, Ye Jiu drank wine, Deng Xiangjun toyed with pebbles on the ground, and the others were also by their side.

Having left the Southern Hong Seven Sects, they no longer had that great locust tree.

Shen Yi lay back in a reclining chair, savoring the hard-earned leisure.

Of course, though he lay there, his many Town Stones did not rest day or night as they pursued the remnants of the Western Dragon Palace in the water, but their catch was meager... at least compared to their previous hunt, which could be counted in terms of millions of Demon Lifespans, these few tens of thousands of years were now of little interest to Shen Yi.