Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Startling words indeed.

Even Chen Qiankun's expression grew somewhat colder.

Zhang Hengzhou had already caused chaos in Linjiang Prefecture, and now the man he had recommended was being labeled as another Zhang Hengzhou, just short of pointing at his nose and calling him blind.

But faced with this situation, the old master did not retort.

Because he had nothing to say, he couldn't argue on behalf of a young man he had only met twice.

Moreover, the reason he brought up this matter, aside from wanting to show off his eye for talent, was because someone else had provided a guarantee.

A'Qian sat back down.

This matter could either be dropped and not mentioned, after all in a situation like Qingzhou's, having a master willing to help was priority, no one had time to worry about how that person grew up.

But once it was brought up and the thin paper was pierced, it could not be ignored.

She asked languidly, "Where's the evidence?"

The general from Yang'an Prefecture said gravely, "There is no evidence, but his rise to power was too rapid."

"What a joke, without evidence at least there should be a reason, right?" scoffed A'Qian, shaking her head in disdain. "Even White Deer died at his hand. Is he a Great Demon? What would he be plotting?"

"Plotting what?" The general from Yang'an Prefecture was not afraid of the Golden Bell Demon Catcher and looked over indifferently. "For instance, earning the trust of the Demon-suppression Bureau, being by the general's side while he stands off against the Howling Moon Demon King, and then delivering a critical blow at the key moment—can you bear the consequences of that?"

"I'd like to know who among us dare take that responsibility."

He swept his gaze across everyone, his voice icily cutting.

Lin Baiwei was completely lost to the conversation among these Demon-suppression Great Generals; all she wanted to do was to recommend Shen Yi to her master, but in just a few words, Shen Yi went from being an acting general to a potential Great Demon who could threaten her master.

In the midst of the silence that fell upon the crowd.

A cool and calm voice emanated from the seat on the left.

"I."

Jiang Qiulan, clad in the Black Light Mystery Armor, merged with the shadows and had been silent from the beginning to the point that everyone subconsciously overlooked her presence.

But now, under the smooth hair, those clear eyes were unfathomably deep.

She rose casually and said indifferently, "Are there any other questions?"

Jiang Yuanhua's eyelids twitched twice, and he remained silent.

The many generals exchanged glances but said nothing. The general from Yang'an Prefecture sighed and silently stuffed the file back into his waist.

"Since there are no more questions, let's dismiss."

Jiang Qiulan nodded slightly and began walking toward the main gate.

Her tall figure paired with the cold profound armor and a slightly swaying Crimson Cloak.

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The Demon-suppression Great Generals instinctively stood up, but suddenly remembering that the general was still seated there, they felt somewhat awkward.

Jiang Yuanhua helplessly waved his hand: "Why are you looking at me, if she says to dismiss, then let's dismiss."

Watching the back of his second disciple, he felt increasingly conflicted and became curious about the name that had been repeatedly mentioned.

Who exactly was this person who had managed to incite a rare dispute among his subordinates, who typically remained unruffled, and even Qiu Lan had gotten involved?

"Sigh."

You Longtao seemed accustomed to his junior sister's cool demeanor and shook his head lightly; indeed, it was still the meeting of the two young people... The gift of the Sky Piercing Sun Bow had been in vain.

The general from Yang'an Prefecture was weighed down with heavy thoughts; no matter how much he said, it couldn't match the weight of Jiang Qiulan's offhand comment.

The reason was simple; she was Qingzhou's only hope.

As long as he displeased her, whether Shen Yi was a demon or not became irrelevant.

Just then, Lin Baiwei suddenly stepped forward, her face flushed and indignant, "Shen Yi is no demon! He learned the Four Harmonies True Gang in just a few days! If demons had such talent, they would have flattened the Qingzhou Twelve Districts long ago!"

"I sent a letter to my senior sister, and she's aware of this. She's not using her status to press the issue with you seniors," the girl said, clutching her palms.

Fang Heng also stepped out, faced with many generals, a hint of fear in his demeanor, he struggled to keep his composure, "He mastered Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons in just five days... Officer Shen is truly a genius."

Demons are more accustomed to using divine skills and inherent gifts. If they were also to have such talents in martial arts... How terrifying that would be.

Initially, Zhang Hengzhou also took over a century to learn the martial arts of Qingfeng Mountain, clearly relying on the cultivation of a demon to make such a name for himself.

But Shen Yi was different, he learned one of the General's secret teachings, something that could not leak out and give him the chance to practice it in advance.

He was legibly flipping through the secret manual right in front of everyone, and after a few days, he could already use it.

Because he's too monstrously gifted, it's actually improbable that he's a real monster.

If you were to claim he's a demon, then the only possibility is that the General is putting on a show for everyone with him.

"..."

Jiang Yuanhua suddenly realized the Demon-suppression Great Generals were casting doubtful glances at him.

He cleared his throat and spoke softly, "Enough, someone should help alleviate General Chen's worries. Open the Ministry's Storehouse and take out a set of Black Light Mystery Armor for our new general."

Upon hearing this, Lin Baiwei calmed her emotions, but then a sense of unease struck her.

Wait, wasn't Shen Yi supposed to be recommended to my master as a disciple?

Why did it become a Demon-suppression Great General?

She widened her eyes, and moreover... was Senior Sister Jiang just vouching for Shen Yi?

Why, though?

Fang Heng looked at Sister Lin with sympathy, as even someone like him, who regularly saw Officer Shen, felt befuddled upon learning about the latter's affairs.

Let alone Sister Lin, who received news of him over a span of three months all at once. Take your time to digest it.

"..."

About the time it takes to burn a stick of incense later, the previously empty Demon-suppression Bureau had suddenly become bustling with noise.

Almost all the Colonels and their adjutants rushed out.

They stared fixedly at the opened Ministry's Storehouse, and then saw over twenty Personal Adjutant Generals with various unique gold insignia on their collars, their movements uniform as they surrounded the central figure of old Mr. Chen Qiankun.

In his hands, a set of brand-new black armor shone with a chilling cold light, while the Crimson Cloak fluttered like a blood-stained banner.

Such attire was rare in Qingzhou, amounting to no more than twelve sets.

Chen Qiankun took two steps out, then suddenly paused, "Right, where is my Personal Adjutant General?"

He suddenly remembered that the person was supposed to be on gate duty today, yet he hadn't seen a trace of them until now.

"..."

The gathering crowd exchanged glances.

It was rare for Qingzhou to name someone a provisional general, and now no one knew the general's whereabouts?

A'Qian stood with her hands behind her back, slightly disgruntled, feeling like the monster hunters had lost a master. Even more unbearable was the fact that before being recruited, he had used up all of Qingzhou Monster Hunters' opportunities for Martial Temple Refinement... Why, for what reason did the demon catchers fall short compared to a Demon-suppression Great General?

She shook her head and turned to look in another direction.

A trace of sentimentality filled her eyes.

Under a distant tree, Jiang Yuanhua stood with a smile, in front of him a woman of regal and rich beauty with a voluptuous figure exuding charm.

Their casual conversation companion was none other than the girl clad in heavy armor beside them.

Jiang Qiulan calmly gazed into the sky, the exhaustion barely discernible on her naturally exquisite face.