Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 956 - 630: Returning to an Old Trade

Chapter 956: Chapter 630: Returning to an Old Trade

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Even Shen Yi himself was taken aback.

He had merely mentioned it casually; after all, business negotiation is all about making an opening offer and bargaining.

Newly arrived in Shen Zhou, he already carried two major troubles on his shoulders.

First was the matter of slaying Immortals. If discovered by the Immortal Court, it would likely be regarded as treason, a grave offense punishable by a thousand cuts.

Second was Zi Ling, this woman who would stop at nothing to preserve her reputation, sparing not even her own father, let alone any other beings in Hongze.

To resolve these troubles, one either needed sufficient strength or status.

Tsk, he couldn’t even find a menial job; improving one’s status was easier said than done.

As for strength...

Once one passed the Unity Realm Stage, a cultivator would be given the title of a wandering Immortal.

Sounding like it had something to do with the Immortals, it seemed quite decent.

But what mattered more was the "wandering" part.

Without a lineage, without connections, one couldn’t ascend to an official post in the Immortal Court; one’s life would be nothing more than that of a roaming Immortal.

According to the East Dragon King’s notes,

the most orthodox path, of course, was that of the Bodhi Sect and the Three Immortals Sect, a direct route to heaven, bright prospects ahead.

Inferior to that were those who had once listened to teachings in these two sects, forged their own path; the various great Immortal sects may not become top Immortals, but at least they could remove the "wandering" part, become True Immortals, and even obtaining the Taiyi Dao Fruit was not impossible.

Emerging from Hongze with no connections, Shen Yi’s original plan was to join the divine dynasty first. Having an identity would then facilitate his understanding and contact with cultivators of other Immortal sects.

Unexpectedly, this ascetic monk from the Bodhi Sect agreed so readily, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

It couldn’t be a trap, could it?

Shen Yi’s old problem flared up.

"Let’s settle on that." The ascetic monk smiled, brought his palms together in a salute toward them: "This humble monk Zhi Kong shall be in your care for this journey."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Yang, who had just been eager to agree on behalf of Shen Yi, now looked increasingly baffled and released the sleeve of his robe, sending a telepathic message: "You’re actually going?"

There are no such things as pies falling from the sky.

Shen Yi gave the rain-praying envoy a sidelong glance and sent back a tepid telepathic reply: "Do I have another choice?"

He did not mind following Zi Yang wandering through mountains and rivers, seeking the way at various Immortal sects, but how many days could that barn in the sky detain Zi Xian?

Even if he truly mastered these means of living and just muddled along in the divine dynasty, forecasting weather and calling for rain every day, was he to compete with that woman on who could rise in status faster?

At this thought, Shen Yi looked again at the ascetic monk and nodded lightly: "Please lead the way, Master."

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Zi Yang watched the two walk away and stood there for a moment before finally stomping his foot and stepping forward, planning to follow.

Although his strength was inferior to Sect Master Shen’s, he at least knew more about the outside world. By tagging along, they could at least assist each other.

Right at that moment, however, Zi Yang felt his right arm firmly grasped. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t budge.

"Don’t bother, I’m eighth rank."

Listening to the lazy and husky voice beside his ear, Zi Yang turned around and saw the person holding him was none other than the short Earth Spirit.

This Immortal position of Earth Spirit, while not dangerous, was hard to advance in; reaching eighth rank was enough to show the other party’s deep experience.

"That man reeks of a stormy past, he’s no easy target. Keep out of this and just do your job as a rain-praying envoy."

The eyes of the Earth Spirit of Jianyang Prefecture lowered languidly, appearing utterly listless, and he pulled Zi Yang back in front of the Land Temple.

"You know nothing." Zi Yang instinctively retorted, of course, he was aware of how much blood was on Sect Master Shen’s hands, but why was it spilled, did this old thing know?

He would never forget the young man in black robe walking into the grand hall of the East Dragon Palace, gently closing his father’s eyes with such tenderness.

But despite his anger, as soon as Zi Yang spoke, he realized his mistake and his face became sheepish.

A wild dragon from some remote marsh had no place to speak rudely to an eighth-rank Immortal.

However, the Earth Spirit merely glared at him and raised his wooden crutch to knock it against Zi Yang’s forehead: "Considering your clan doesn’t have a smart one among you, I’ll let it slide this time."

Hearing this, Zi Yang paused and finally caught on.

Could this old man also be an acquaintance of his father, the King?

He rushed into a smile: "I spoke out of turn without malicious intent, I beg the Earth Spirit for forgiveness... But my elder brother really is a good person, please help him find a suitable job in Jianyang Prefecture."

The Earth Spirit’s expression remained unchanged, merely responding faintly: "It’s too late."

That simple line made Zi Yang’s heart skip: "What do you mean by that, Earth Spirit?"

The old man lightly raised his eyes: "How many demons and monsters could there be in Jianyang Prefecture? This is an internal matter of the Bodhi Sect, no mere novice who has just left the mountain stands a chance against a criminal who dared to steal the sect’s techniques."

"Of course, that monk lacks experience but possesses true strength; his survival is not in question. But as for your brother... he’d better indeed be skilled in exorcising demons."

The Earth Spirit offered no further words and slowly entered the temple.

Leaving Zi Yang pale; when he looked back, there was no trace of Sect Master Shen.

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In Jianyang Prefecture, west of the city.

The ascetic monk paused in front of a lively tavern with a young man, waiting for a young couple to join them.

"These two are a knight-errant couple from Purple Cloud Sect, here to practice in the world, most adept at the Qi Seeking Technique, entrusted by this humble monk to offer assistance. This is Immortal Fellow Shen from Nanyang Sect, an expert in demon banishment."

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