Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 963 - 633 Successful Employment

Chapter 963: Chapter 633 Successful Employment

Between dawn’s first light,

Behind a thin mist, a Purple-Bearded White Dragon sailed, its breath sounding like deep thunder, slowly sweeping across the expanse of Jianyang Prefecture.

The Cloud Formation and Rainfall were the responsibilities of the Immortal Court, specially managed by the Immortals.

Rather than saying the White Dragon was arranging rainfall, it was more apt to say it was transferring water, moving water from other places to this prefecture.

Had a common Wild Demon undertaken this task, it might have even led to disaster, unavoidably resulting in its execution by the Immortal Court. However, presently, it acted under an imperial mandate; though irregular, under normal circumstances, no one would intervene.

"Don’t daydream!"

In front of the Land Temple, an old man threw his cane, which flew up and tapped the White Dragon’s forehead neither lightly nor heavily.

"Ouch!"

Zi Yang cried out in pain, withdrawing the gaze he had been casting about.

Sect Master Shen had disappeared along with the monk, and coupled with what the Land God had previously said, Shen had little desire to arrange rainfall and was merely waiting for an opportunity to sneak away.

"Don’t forget you still have duties to perform," the Land God gripped his cane again, significantly reminding him, then withdrew his gaze and, supported by two young acolytes, walked towards the interior of the temple.

"After all, being companions, it’s hard to feel at ease in such a short time," one acolyte shook his head, explaining on his behalf.

The role of the Land God was exceedingly unique—receiving a stipend from the Immortal Court but potentially never visiting the Immortal Court in his lifetime. Instead, he was more closely linked to the Imperial Court, often handling imperial affairs while concurrently taking on some supervisory duties.

However, the current Human Emperor was a man of great resolve. During his reign, the Divine Land would just about maintain peace and stability.

The Imperial Court had recently entertained the idea of recruiting wandering immortals and incorporating the wise of the world for its use.

Among their responsibilities lay the significant task of Cloud Formation and Rainfall... although they didn’t know why it mattered so much, since while it involved the welfare of the people, the Immortal Court was responsible for it. The great expense of recruiting numerous rain-praying envoys seemed only to supplement shortcomings when the Immortal Court was neglectful.

But since the Imperial Court deemed it important, they also didn’t mind scouting for talented individuals to fill the quota.

This White Dragon just needed to behave, and it would have a promising future.

As for that Dao Realm Loose Immortal, others might not value this stipend and wouldn’t humble themselves; there was no coercion—only hope that he had a strong enough fate not to plunge into troubled waters as soon as he started his journey.

The experience of the Land God of Jianyang Prefecture was exceedingly rich—it was rare for him to misjudge, seldom making the wrong decision.

For instance, the current conflict regarding the Bodhi Sect practitioners was, in his view, a thoroughly muddied quagmire, the deadly kind.

These two people didn’t violate the celestial precepts or touch the Imperial laws—it was purely a familial matter.

Even if he wanted to report it, he wouldn’t know how.

A matter even this Land God dared not involve himself in, yet that young man had promptly agreed... either a fool or a born troublemaker with an innate killing destiny. In either case, he had no mood to meddle.

As long as the people of Jianyang Prefecture were safe, how many cultivator corpses were buried in the dark corners of this region was none of the Imperial Court’s concern—it was as though he saw nothing.

"They’ll get used to it eventually; those two aren’t on the same path anyway. It’s better for them to part ways."

"If this pair dies too, there’ll not even be anyone left to relay messages to that remote area."

With a slight sigh, the Land God of Jianyang Prefecture stepped into the temple, for people from such minor places usually bore the heavy hopes of their hometowns, a sight he’d grown accustomed to.

However, before he could step out again, his eyes flashed, and he slowly looked back.

Boom—

The White Dragon transformed into a streak of light descending to the ground, reverting to human form, his face lit with joy as he gazed into the distance, "Land God, they’re back!"

Hearing this, the two acolytes glanced at each other and quickly coughed a few times, lowering their heads.

The Land God’s face flushed, fortunately dark-skinned enough to hide it well.

He focused his gaze in that direction,

Then he saw the two companions walking alongside each other and the panic-stricken faces of the disciples from the Purple Cloud Sect following them.

Their expressions clearly signaled trouble.

But all four returned intact, without even a scratch on them, their auras unchanged.

As far as he knew, though Traveler Zhi Kong was stronger than Ling Guang, he was far from being overwhelmingly superior.

He then observed how Zhi Kong treated the young man—

Equally gentle as before the departure, but that was because of Zhi Kong’s inherently humble and courteous nature. Now, however, he clearly treated the young man as a close friend, even showing a hint of gratitude.

"..."

The Land God of Jianyang Prefecture stepped outside the temple, his gaze returning to the young man in the dark robe.

His expression progressively complicated.

"Not a fool, then certainly an innate disaster with a killing destiny."

He trusted his own nose, the scent of blood this young man carried on him was nearly impossible to wash away, even with Immortal Elixir.

Such a being, were he to possess corresponding strength...

"Is the matter resolved?" the Land God asked, slightly lifting his gaze.

"Back to the Land God, it is resolved," Monk Zhi Kong nodded, clasping his hands together, "It was thanks to Immortal Fellow Shen’s help, otherwise, this humble monk almost brewed a great disaster."

As these words came out, Zi Yang finally took a deep breath, nearly frightened by the old Land God, he thought exactly, a person capable of murderous acts, daring to commit deeds of slaying immortals, restoring peace to Hongze, how could he possibly fail because of Jianyang Prefecture.

Not only did he retreat completely unscathed, but even a traveler like Master Zhi Kong couldn’t stop praising him.

"Land God, I told you, my brother is adept at slaying demons; you should find him an assignment quickly, otherwise, we might miss this chance and lose this temple," he turned around and continued to sing praises to the Land God.

Compared to Zi Yang, the two elderly children were terrified by Traveler Zhi Kong’s words.

Thanks to Immortal Fellow Shen?

You must know, this traveler wasn’t there to deal with some Evil People, but another practitioner from the Bodhi Sect. Even if they made a mistake, there might still be a few fellow disciples or elders who cared about them.

This Dao Realm Loose Immortal, freshly emerging, and offending three teachings right from the start?!

Such courage and insight, really not something any small temple could handle, better to miss it quickly!

However, they were still somewhat curious, a Dao Realm cultivator who wasn’t a True Immortal, what role exactly could he have played in the conflict between travelers.

"An assignment..."

The Land God deeply looked at Shen Yi, tightening his hold on his staff, "Please, Immortal Friend, move inside the temple to discuss."

A person with strength and a predilection for killing, he’d seen, but all such were disciples of major sects, with clear backgrounds, even if they caused troubles, at least their masters or elders could be found, with punishments and reparations made if applicable.

But this young man was different.

If he guessed correctly, the other party should also be from Hongze.

If this young Shen possessed the skill to partake in a battle of travelers, with Hongze being such a remote place, it was doubtful Shi Ren could control him or compensate.

Instead of finding Shen Yi an assignment, it was more about putting some restraints on him.

"Sigh..."

The Land God reached into his robe, caressing the cold badge, gradually making up his mind.

Since he excelled in slaying demons; let it be.

He turned around, waiting for Shen Yi to enter the temple, then gently closed the temple door.

"..."

Shen Yi watched the Land God’s actions quietly, not speaking.

He indeed noticed something unusual in the other’s demeanor.

But not to mention there was still a practitioner from the Bodhi Sect at the door, if anything was amiss, they were likely not to stand by and watch.

Though the Land God was merely an 8th rank, equivalent in strength to the Dao Realm, should it really come to a fight, Shen Yi wasn’t too fearful. Retreating a step back, he still had the protection of Horses’ Fortune from the Immortal Court above him.

"This," the Land God asked the Immortal Friend to help pass it on to the White Dragon.

The Land God pulled out an iron badge first, with the words "Praying for Rain" etched on it.

He briefly explained, "Outside the six departments of the Imperial Court, a new one was added, with eight bureaus under its command, Praying for Rain Department is one of them."

With this, the Land God looked directly into Shen Yi’s eyes, attempting to discern something, but after a moment, he sighed in vain: "I have helped the Magistrate oversee Jianyang Prefecture for many years, only hoping for stability here, I cannot trust someone like you."

"Since you could return alive, I, a mere low-rank official, most likely cannot control you."

"But, there are those who can."

The serious expression on the Land God’s face deepened, finally pulling out another iron badge: "Apart from the eight bureaus, there actually is another, known only to the Magistrate of the entire Jianyang Prefecture, who has only given out one badge."

"Today, I give it to you."

He handed the badge to Shen Yi.

The badge’s pattern was exceptionally peculiar, as if a character had initially been written on it but then deeply cleaved by a sword, breaking the character into fragments, almost resembling tender shoots wildly growing, carrying some strange beauty.

"What bureau?" Shen Yi looked down at the badge.

Hearing this, the Land God smiled faintly, quietly shifting his gaze.

"The Demon Slayer Bureau."

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