Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 141 Everything Else is the Same_1



A gentle breeze brushed through the mountain forest.

A tall figure in a dark robe merged with the night, standing quietly on a tree branch.

Shen Yi's expression was as usual, but a tinge of discomfort had arisen in his heart.

It wasn't due to bidding farewell to Xiao Qiangwei or the fact that he was leaving Qingzhou alone for the first time to slay demons; in fact, he quite enjoyed acting alone.

His gaze swept across the vast expanse of the forest.

As if he were surveying his own territory.

But now, he always felt that this domain of his had been intruded upon by something else, that innate displeasure was subtly affecting his mood.

"A mountain cannot house two tigers?"

Shen Yi collected his thoughts and found a reason for this odd sentiment.

He pushed the Breath Retention Technique to its limit and then exerted the Xiaoyao Riding the Wind Technique with all his might, his form once again dissipating into the forest breeze.

Added to this was the natural divine skill of the Mountain Lord.

Within Creek Terrace Mountain, Shen Yi moved as if in an uninhabited land, with no living creature able to detect his passing.

Even when deliberately concealing his presence, he approached the core area indicated by Xiao Qiangwei with an extremely startling speed.

Just then, the silver bell at his waist began to tremble slightly.

A woman's voice, very serious, came from within.

"Stop for a moment, I've discovered something amiss, give me some time."

Shen Yi's brow furrowed slightly, but he immediately halted his progress, his figure quietly vanishing from the spot.

He valued the warnings of his colleagues, especially those who had a deep understanding of his own strength.

Without much delay, the silver bell relayed a new message.

"I've discovered the trace of a second Condensation Elixir Completion demon lord!"

Shen Yi's eyebrows twitched slightly, recalling the previous abnormal change in his emotions.

"The third one..."

The message cut off after half a sentence, carrying with it the sound of rushing wind.

As Shen Yi's expression grew grave, fortunately, the next message came through.

"First, withdraw from Creek Terrace Mountain, I've been targeted by the demon king, I'll explain more later." Even though the woman tried hard to maintain calm, her voice still revealed her disordered breathing.

On Shen Yi's fair face, his expression grew increasingly detached as he concisely said, "Location."

If it was just three Condensation Elixir Completion demon lords, he wouldn't talk about killing them all, but at the very least getting Xiao Qiangwei out safely wouldn't be a problem.

He drew out his Straight Ceremonial Knife.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly activated the Fiendish External Elixir to propel the Xiaoyao Riding the Wind Technique, his speed increased severalfold, turning into a gale tinged with a hint of scarlet as he darted back the way he had come.

The silver bell at his waist fell silent for a long while before finally ringing again.

The voice was now extremely weak, but the words caught Shen Yi off guard.

"It's a trap... hurry back... I'm safe now... the ruined temple on the mountain top..."

Although the woman sounded as if she was on her last breath, and her message was intermittent, her words were incredibly certain, so much so that it caused some confusion.

Shen Yi had returned to the place where they had bid farewell, sheathed his long knife, and slightly raised an eyebrow.

How could she be safe before he had even arrived?

Mentally scoffing at the thought, he looked up towards the mountain summit.

If it were not Xiao Qiangwei on the other end of the silver bell, he might indeed suspect that she had been captured by the demons, trying to lure him there.

In a vast demon mountain, even he would not dare to guarantee any "safety."

But this woman was probably still trustworthy.

Shen Yi quickly checked his whole body's energy to make sure not a trace was leaking out and kept the Fiendish External Elixir ready to be summoned instantly if needed; in case of danger, he could erupt with full strength immediately.

She finally headed toward the top of the mountain.

...

Atop the mountain, there lay a crumbling old temple.

It was a vestige from the era when Creek Terrace Mountain still fell under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou. Now, it was utterly dilapidated, wind whistling through its walls, exuding an air of desolation.

Only half of an old deity's statue obstinately stood at the fractured altar, covered in dust, with no incense burner or offerings present, just a heap of withered branches and dead leaves.

A figure in a dark robe sat quietly, her smooth hair simply tied behind her, her demeanor cold, her eyes calm and undisturbed like an ancient well under her thick eyelashes.

On her unadorned, delicate face, features were carved as if by nature, and skin as smooth as solidifying cream; illuminated by the flickering campfire, she looked somewhat pale.

Her right palm rested gently on her knee, slender and fair fingertips clutching a jar of wine, while her other hand tenderly soothed Xiao Qiangwei's forehead, straightening her messy hair.

Underneath that pure, white-jade-like palm,

Xiao Qiangwei's chaotic breath gradually steadied, and her expression became more tranquil, as if, amidst the demon-infested Creek Terrace Mountain, she had entered the deep sleep of an infant.

It seemed that staying by this person's side was even safer than being in the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division.

It was only after Xiao Qiangwei was completely calm that the woman in the dark robe slightly lifted her gaze toward the outside of the broken temple, her voice indifferent, yet not offensive.

"Please, come in."
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Her words were met with nothing but the sound of the breeze outside.

After a long while, a young man revealed himself and stepped in slowly, choosing to sit in a corner opposite the campfire... He subconsciously picked the place furthest from the woman.

Shen Yi truly disliked being near a person who made him feel uneasy, yet she had instantly found his hiding spot, which was probably not a coincidence.

Continuing this standoff was pointless.

The interior of the broken temple was profoundly silent, filled only with the crackling of the campfire.

Both seemed unaccustomed to initiating conversation, the young man closing his eyes to meditate, the lady quietly drinking her wine.

The pungent scent from the wine jar was so strong that it reached outside the temple.

Clear wine flowed over her lips, but it failed to alter her expression. Only the unusual pallor of her skin showed some improvement.

Once the wine jar was empty, she placed it down and then cast her gaze upon the young man in the distance, her eyes lingering briefly on the Straight Ceremonial Knife at his waist.

Without dwelling on it, a faint reminiscence filled her eyes. She slowly retracted her hand from comforting Xiao Qiangwei, stood up, and politely inquired,

"I am going to kill demons. Would you care to join?"

"What kind of demons?" Finally, a subject of interest prompted Shen Yi to open his eyes.

"The White Deer, and the Mountain Lords it summoned to ambush me. I'm not certain how many there will be, but there should be more than a few," the lady stood with her hands at her sides.

"That little information?" Shen Yi stood up as well, finding an explanation for his earlier unease.

He had planned to hunt the Mountain Lord, but it seemed he had stumbled into a different matter.

However, whatever the affair might be, if it was related to demons, it didn't make much difference in the end.

The only thing he needed to know was whether he had the ability to get involved.

"There's no information," the lady shook her head, concisely explaining, "That's because they were supposed to flee, yet they haven't."

If they were supposed to flee but hadn't, it meant an ambush.

A simple logic.

"You know this and still go?" Shen Yi looked at her, feeling somewhat surprised.

"I know the Howling Moon Demon King's location," the lady extended her palm, and a thin silver needle appeared in it, which she then set afloat.

The silver needle hovered in the air, casting a protective shield around Xiao Qiangwei.

At its appearance, the temperature on the mountaintop plummeted, frost quickly forming on the statue, yet Xiao Qiangwei remained unaffected.

After doing this, she stepped toward the entrance of the temple, leaving an unfinished sentence behind,

"As long as it's not there, everything else is the same."

It seemed her earlier inquiry was more out of politeness; whether the young man wanted to come or not was of no real concern to her.


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