Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 953 - 629: Jobless Vagrant Sect Master Shen

Chapter 953: Chapter 629: Jobless Vagrant Sect Master Shen

Southern Divine Continent, Jianyang Prefecture.

This place cannot be considered prosperous, but it is the first city of noticeable scale encountered on the road from Hongze to the Imperial Capital of the Divine Dynasty.

Throughout the journey, Zi Yang had sought countless connections, and the route was covered with stamps, which finally ensured a safe arrival.

Without the network left by the East Dragon King, the moment they entered the jurisdiction of the Divine Continent, the two would have been detained by the local Earth Spirit for a thorough investigation.

For others, it might not have been feared, as one remains unafraid when one’s conscience is clear; they could have simply stated their purpose directly.

But for now, Zi Yang still preferred not to reveal their origins from Hongze, opting to play down the information and avoid any potential trouble.

"We have arrived."

Zi Yang lifted the curtain of the carriage, and bowed to the short horse, thanking it for its company along the way.

He then turned to look at the young man who was feigning sleep with his eyes half-closed.

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, which were a bit icy and distant.

The short horse had been leisurely swishing its tail, but upon meeting those eyes, it suddenly stopped, sweeping its gaze back and forth between Zi Yang and Shen Yi, finally resting on the figure dressed in black robes.

The young man, who had been mild and restrained before, revealed such a chilling murderous intent upon reaching Jianyang Prefecture.

It made one wonder if he had come specifically to cause trouble.

Luckily, Shen Yi quickly realized this and swiftly concealed his emotions.

After a moment of silence, the short horse started swishing its tail again.

No matter the intentions, given the strength of the other party, it would be difficult to stir trouble in Jianyang.

Once the two dismounted, it slowly pulled the carriage back along the road it came from.

"What happened?"

Zi Yang looked puzzled. The Purple-Bearded White Dragon was extremely sensitive to emotional changes, and he too noticed something off with Shen Yi.

"Nothing."

Shen Yi exhaled softly, feeling a slight headache as he rubbed his temples.

The situation was more troublesome than he had anticipated.

He had heard about the interactions between the Immortal Court and the Divine Dynasty, but he did not expect them to be so closely linked; in other words, those on the ground could ascend at any time, and the immortals from above could descend whenever they wished.

That Zi Ling holding the Immortal Order to go to the Imperial Stables to claim a horse was very likely planning to descend to the mortal realm.

Shen Yi was unclear about her purpose; he only anticipated the worst. If that woman intended to go to Hongze, it could lead to significant issues.

Thus, his first reaction was to probe.

To see if he could resolve the matter directly, he even prepared to risk losing his Immortal Position.

Using a role in Horses’ Fortune in exchange for temporarily eliminating future troubles in Hongze was undoubtedly a worthwhile deal.

Therefore, Shen Yi directly employed the White Rhinoceros Seal, ostensibly to restrain Zi Ling and send her to the stables, although during the process, given any opportunity from Zi Ling, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill her.

However, two issues arose here.

First, Zi Ling’s reaction was impeccable.

Second...

Shen Yi was not sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that the White Rhinoceros Immortal Seal couldn’t restrain the Purple-Bearded White Dragon.

Her first reaction was not panic, but fury; faced with the power of a True Immortal, she did not feel the sensation of life and death being controlled by others—she only felt humiliation.

Shen Yi, who had cultivated for only a few years, found it difficult to imagine the immense changes that a hundred thousand years could bring.

Zi Ling had already been in the Immortal Court for a full one hundred thousand years.

Perhaps she had already advanced far beyond the countless living beings of Hongze, to a level that even he could not reach.

"Let’s enter the city then; I’ve already sent word ahead."

Zi Yang handed the route document to the city guard. This mere mortal, now facing a Heavenly Realm Demon, showed no unusual emotions but merely checked the document carefully, then stepped aside to let them pass.

Observing this, Shen Yi raised an eyebrow.

Initially, he thought this might be because the city guard had the Divine Dynasty’s backing, but upon entering the magnificent city, the view that met his eyes stirred him slightly.

The streets were bustling with people coming and going, similar to the Great Qian of old, where the majority were just common mortals.

Occasional cultivators passed by, but the locals were accustomed to it, showing no awe in their glances—mostly just envy, and there were even children frolicking on the streets, bumping into a white-robed cultivator.

That cultivator merely smiled, helped the child up, exchanged a few words with the child’s parent, and then strode away.

...

Shen Yi remained silent for a long time, finally understanding why the East Dragon King was dissatisfied with the status quo in Hongze.

Having seen the conditions in the Divine Continent, returning to Hongze indeed made everything seem amiss.

"The place covered by imperial qi grants mortals a lifespan of five hundred years."

Zi Yang held up his palm, shaking his head slightly as he felt a bit emotional, "Living long and seeing much naturally diminishes the innate fear of cultivators."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi quietly glanced towards the roadside.

Who still remembers that his original wish was merely to find a place to live peacefully for three hundred years? That is to say, had he initially crossed over to a place in the Divine Dynasty instead of Baiyun County, he wouldn’t have had to do anything to fulfill his wish.

As the two paused, they saw an ascetic monk with his right shoulder bare gently knocking on a roadside door, bowing respectfully and saying a few kind words before the old woman handed him a bag of steamed buns.

Shen Yi’s eyelids twitched.

If the scene just now was somewhat acceptable due to his experiences from a past life...

He truly couldn’t understand how a great cultivator, whom he himself could sense as dangerous, would need to beg for food on the street.