Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 961 - 632: What am I? I am your Immortal Official Grandpa Shen!

Chapter 961: Chapter 632: What am I? I am your Immortal Official Grandpa Shen!

"Senior brother, I always feel like there’s something strange in my heart."

The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect looked at the towering city walls ahead and hurriedly stepped into the city gate, when the female disciple suddenly stopped.

"..."

The male disciple’s face slightly changed as well, staring fixedly at the City Guard beside them. He realized that the guard seemed completely unable to see him, and in an instant, a bean-sized bead of sweat slid down from his forehead.

"Bad news!"

Jianyang Prefecture was protected by the imperial aura; few dared to use evil methods here, except for the Earth Spirit. Besides him, there must be other Immortal Officials stationed in the Government Office, and the Magistrate himself could command the imperial aura to fight enemies.

Unless those Bodhi Sect cultivators didn’t want to live, they would never dare to commit murder within the city.

The two of them had been targeted for a while now!

This path they were taking was clearly not the direction back to the city.

Thinking of this, the male disciple suddenly looked towards the city gate, and what came into his view was not the familiar long street but rather like walking into a dimly lit temple.

Inside the temple stood a single deity statue, with its back to them, but judging from its attire and appearance, it was obviously the same deity they had seen in the homes of ordinary people.

Bang!

As the loud noise rang out, the city gate slammed shut, cutting off the last ray of light and their retreat path.

The two disciples stood back to back, their faces instantly turning pale.

When the city gate caught fire, the bystanders would suffer.

These two Bodhi Sect cultivators’ fight; the three of them, foolishly involved, were the unfortunate fish caught in the fray.

Their lives were over!

...

In a similarly dim temple.

A tall young man slowly halted, closed the manuscript in his hands, and looked ahead.

Shen Yi was not unfamiliar with Blinding Techniques, but to encounter a technique that completely escaped his notice like this was a first.

He saw the deity statue, which was positioned high on the altar and faced away from the temple entrance, slowly begin to move.

Dust rustled off as it shrugged its shoulders, turning its head to look back.

It wore a monk’s robe but had the head of a rat, its long mouth curling into a mocking smile.

It turned its body and casually sat on the altar, twirling its whiskers: "Do you know why I came for you first?"

Before Shen Yi could reply, it continued in a sharp tone as if singing an opera: "Because you are despicable!"

"Having neither background nor power, you dare to meddle in everything."

The Rat Demon, akin to a eunuch, pointed a finger a few times and in a preachy tone said, "Who else should die if not you?"

Those two Sect Disciples obviously didn’t know that this matter involved the Bodhi Sect, but the man before them was different, possessing the Bodhi Sect’s Lotus Platform Technique, undoubtedly aware of the significant figure they were pursuing.

This made the Rat Demon feel offended.

What further displeased it was that even after it revealed itself, this young man still did not show any panic or fear, standing there like a fool, neither kneeling nor begging for mercy.

Easily killing him wouldn’t let Master Zhi Kong feel the deepest guilt.

Just then, the Rat Demon’s ears twitched.

The next moment, a thunderous roar like a low growl resounded from outside the temple.

"Stop!"

Accompanying the roar was the deafening sound of a swinging stick.

Amidst the booming sounds, the entire dim temple violently trembled!

This hit seemed to land on the Rat Demon’s back, causing it to stagger and fall off the altar. Its already injured body flared up with old ailments, a mouthful of rotten teeth stained crimson with blood plasma.

It seemed like the intense pain had provoked its ferocity.

The Rat Demon, far from annoyed but laughing instead, rubbed its chest to calm itself down, then stood up straight again, slowly circling Shen Yi: "Do you hate him? He is a lofty Bodhi Sect cultivator, who can easily take your life with just one worthless scripture."

To escape Master Zhi Kong’s pursuit, they needed to crush this monk’s Buddhist heart in one blow.

"And you?"

"What are you?"

The Rat Demon slowed its pace, standing in front of Shen Yi with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Then its entire smile froze on its face.

Even as the beating outside roared like wild winds and torrential rains, making its form even more stooped, it couldn’t cause any changes in the expression on its face.

The Rat Demon stared blankly at the young man.

He saw his opponent calmly take out an Immortal Seal from his sleeve, quietly holding it in his palm.

His fair and handsome face, with a pair of jet-black eyes, was clear and bright.

The young man seemed to say nothing, yet it seemed he said everything.

He was no mere nobody; he was a direct envoy of the Immortal Court, a Seventh-rank Immortal§Ãfficial, a father to everyone.

"I...I..."

The Rat Demon suddenly swallowed, its eyelids jumping uncontrollably.

Although nominally, the three teachings governed the Immortal Court and the Bodhi Sect was part of it, there was no need to fear an Immortal Official... but this didn’t include it, an ordinary cultivator.

Power was power, status was status.

To attack an Immortal Official, let alone a renegade like itself, even a legitimate disciple directly under a Venerable might not be protected by anyone.

Moreover, this person possessed Dao Realm cultivation and held a Seventh-rank Immortal Seal; who would believe there were no powerful backers behind him?

"Immortal Sir, this might be a misunderstanding."

The entire temple trembled continuously under Master Zhi Kong’s battering, and the Rat Demon’s body shook uncontrollably.

It didn’t understand; although it had committed a grave offence within its sect, that was an internal matter, not a violation of the heavenly laws. Why would it attract the pursuit of an Immortal Official?!

"Oof."

Using this Immortal Seal involved great risk; Shen Yi was just observing if there were other methods to resolve this.

Trying to calculate the Cultivation Technique in front of a cultivator was nearly akin to seeking death, and Master Zhi Kong couldn’t break in so quickly.