Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Looking at that Dao sword... Evil Sword!

White Deer's mind once again trembled, and although it looked strange, he could vaguely make out the shadow of Dual Polarity True Intent.

The solidity of this Evil Sword was even far surpassing that of Baiyun Temple's master.

How many years had it been since a Taoist from Baiyun Temple had fully mastered this Dual Polarity True Intent?

Moreover, the aura revealed by the opponent had clearly not reached the level of Condensation Elixir Completion. How had he condensed this sword intent? Could it be that he could freely mobilize his inner core without having to worry about the restrictions of meridians and major acupoints?

White Deer Demon Lord was not given a chance to ponder.

Shen Yi was suspended in mid-air, his ink-black robe fluttering with the wind.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and his eyes were filled with a dense red mist, while the corners of his lips curled into a chilling smile as he quietly looked down at the demon beneath him.

In the next moment, the Crimson Dao Sword transformed into a streak of light and slashed down!

Pu-chi! Before White Deer could react, its thigh was pierced through. The Dual Polarity Dao Sword suspended mid-air again, turned around, and struck back!

Shen Yi took out the last Peacock Solidifying Pill and put it in his mouth, casually wiping the bloodstain from the corner of his lips.

The empty Fiendish External Elixir was replenished, restoring his cultivation to about fifty percent.

He suddenly vanished from his spot, coordinating with the Dual Polarity Dao Sword to attack from both front and rear.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Shen Yi's leg, like a whip, smashed down on White Deer's head, followed by punches as powerful as collapsing mountains that brutally pounded on the opponent's body.

The Dual Polarity Dao Sword seized the opportunity to pierce through its body.

With each punch that landed, another piece of White Deer's flesh would corrode from the fierce poison, its once graceful and nimble body now pitted and soaked with plasma.

Its counterattacks were equally ferocious, constantly smashing the young man's bones.

Such terrifying injuries would have been enough to kill an ordinary martial artist ten times over.

But under the nourishment of Hong Mang, Shen Yi seemed oblivious to pain, an indefatigable god of slaughter, causing White Deer to gradually feel a chilling cowardice and helplessness in his heart.

Finally, accompanied by an incredibly dull, massive thud!

The young man seized the moment White Deer was startled, stepping on its body and fiercely stomping it into the ground; then, the Dual Polity Dao Sword followed, plunging into its abdomen.

The Sky Dome Sunslayer Bow returned to his hand once more.

This was among the few Precious Tools that could truly threaten an Embrace Pill Realm Demon Monarch.

Shen Yi suddenly drew the bow as if holding a glaring sun in hand.

White Deer almost went blind and for the first time, it realized that a longbow could be used so close to someone's head.

Straight afterward, a soaring white light burst forth from Creek Terrace Mountain!

Most creatures on the mountain were temporarily deafened as if they had plunged into a realm of death.

Boom—

The white light scattered, and Shen Yi, looking at the headless deer demon beneath his feet, waved away the Dual Polarity Dao Sword with some fatigue.

[Slain Embrace Pill Realm White Deer, total lifespan of eight thousand seven hundred years, remaining lifespan of three thousand four hundred years, absorption complete]

He glanced at the figure standing silently in the distance.

After thinking about it, he decided to pick up the Ceremonial Blade himself and bent down to dig out the Demon Core that was emitting a bright golden light.

Luckily, White Deer's corpse wasn't large and didn't need to be dealt with; he simply collected it all into the silver chime.

The woman had arrived by the time he made his last charge.

Then she just stood by quietly, watching.

It was her appearance that caused White Deer a moment of panic, which Shen Yi had seized upon.
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"..."

Jiang Qiulan's expression remained undisturbed, but a hint of sentimentality welled up in her eyes.

It was as if she saw an old friend who had grown to a level where they could stand on their own.

After a long silence, she chuckled and shook her head, "You're very impressive."

"Not bad," Shen Yi sheathed his Ceremonial Blade and turned, heading towards the mountain summit with a hint of fatigue.

They had agreed on the time it takes an incense stick to burn, yet he was still much slower.

Jiang Qiulan followed unhurriedly behind him, noticing the youth's abnormality, but she did not say much.

The entirety of Creek Terrace Mountain had been reshaped by the battle, only the dilapidated temple at the peak remained unchanged, protected by the needle-like sword intent.

Jiang Qiulan retracted the Profound Ice Seven Kills Sword Intent but did not return it to her body.

She rekindled the campfire, sat quietly beside it, and then took an unopened jar of wine from her Storage Treasure at her waist and placed it on the ground.

Looking at the young man who closed his eyes and leaned against the corner of the wall, she said softly, "Come over here for a bit."

Shen Yi frowned slightly, but considering the many favors he had just received, he still got up and sat down by the campfire.

He stealthily directed his gaze elsewhere.

Within those pitch-black eyes, a tangible red mist lingered, refusing to dissipate.

Jiang Qiulan turned the needle of ice into a condensing long sword, holding it in her palm and extending it towards the youth, "Try this."

Shen Yi raised an eyebrow and pondered for a while before reaching out with his index finger to try and touch it.

In an instant, an unbearable piercing cold spread rapidly from his fingertip throughout his body, causing his lips to twitch and his expression to reveal a fierce look, but it quickly returned to calm.

He found the resentment and violence accumulated in his mind were quickly dispersed entirely by the circulation of the cold.

His pitch-black eyes became clear once again.

Jiang Qiulan transformed the long sword back into a needle and then pricked it into her palm, her expression unchanged, "The Imperial Court has a Condensation Elixir Method called Heaven-Devouring Elixir Devouring. Unlike other such methods, the inner core it condenses allows for nurturing many other things during cultivation. I suggest you choose this one."

Shen Yi was taken aback for a moment.

He realized she was referring to his Fiendish External Elixir.

"The Sun Melting Furnace can connect with three hundred and fifty acupoints. It's very beneficial for practicing the Heaven-Devouring Elixir Devouring," Jiang Qiulan said assuredly with every sentence, instilling a subconscious additional degree of trust.

She pushed the wine jar towards Shen Yi, "Take a drink to ward off the cold, no need to be polite."

Having said that, Jiang Qiulan sank back into silence, taking out a new jar of wine, deftly unsealing it, and drinking the strong liquor sip by sip.

Shen Yi felt his body slightly frozen, and without further politeness, he took the wine jar, feeling the sting of the alcohol in his throat, involuntarily furrowing his brow.

This thing didn't seem to be meant to be savored as fine wine; it didn't provide the slightest pleasure.

Luckily, after swallowing, a mysterious warmth emerged within him, a toasty sensation that was quite magical.

The two sat opposite each other around the campfire, both dressed in dark robes, both silent and reticent.

Beneath the statue, Xiao Qiangwei quietly opened her eyes, glanced to the side, clenched her fists slightly, then consciously closed her eyes again, "..."

Not until the wine jar was empty did Jiang Qiulan stand up, "I'm going back to Yushan Prefecture, are you coming with me?"

After last night's events, Shen Yi had a clear understanding of her character.

Her inquiry was merely a formality, like a casual "goodbye" when leaving, not a real intention to take him along.

"No, I need to take Senior Xiao back to Tingyang City first."

Shen Yi also came up with an excuse. If she was off to slay demons, he would have followed for sure, but returning to Qingzhou? Better to pass on that.

"Could you do me a favor?" Jiang Qiulan walked to the entrance of the ruined temple.

"What is it?" Shen Yi looked up.

He saw a trace of faint mockery flash through Jiang Qiulan's eyes, "Please make a trip to Linjiang Prefecture for me, and tell General Chen Qiankun that the demons of Qingfeng Mountain have been eliminated."

Shen Yi: "..."