Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 112 I am the Demon Lord
With a single shot, Zhang, the county magistrate, had his head smashed; there was no one left alive in the entire Yan household.

The Hun Tian Ling, carrying an embroidered ball, wandered among the corpses, absorbing their blood essence.

'He's starting to resemble a demon more and more.'

Lin Le looked at the shriveled corpses and thought to himself.

Qingli also returned carrying an ice ball, inside which were fixed a large amount of spiritual materials and resources.

The ice hockey puck automatically defused, and Lin Le inserted his hand into a pile of spirit stones. The Dao guide was activated, rapidly absorbing and refining the spiritual energy to replenish his true qi.

Looking at the black and red Dao soldiers who had returned to the number sixty-four, Lin Le took the embroidered ball handed back by the Hun Tian Ling and said, "Let's go."

With that, he hurried to the next house.

……

In the early hours of the morning, an old man with a sage-like demeanor looked at Lin Le with resentment and said, "Demon, you will get your retribution sooner or later!"

"Me, the Demon Lord?" Lin Le snapped his fingers, and the Universe Ring appeared behind him, unleashing a burst of golden light.
"Old man, look at me now, am I the demon, or are you the demon?"

Seeing the awe-inspiring righteousness being released, the old man was taken aback and began to doubt himself.

Am I the real demon?
boom!
The old man, filled with questions, was forever plunged into darkness.

Lin Le looked at the old man's corpse with an indifferent expression. This was the third Foundation Establishment cultivator in Qingye County. He had a good reputation and was known for his kindness and generosity.

However, in Lin Le's eyes, this old guy was using charity as a pretext to amass wealth, and instead of distinguishing right from wrong, he was advising people to do good. It was like an honest person being oppressed and rebelling, and this old man was actually trying to reconcile them.

Moreover, this old man's descendants are not honest, but this old devil has been using his reputation as a cover. He deserves to be beaten to death.

Looking at the treasures filling the courtyard, Lin Le stroked his chin. He had originally decided to do the same as in Heiling County, giving each household ten taels of silver. However, after seeing the restaurant in the distance, he decided to change his approach.

On this day, the people went out and found that the once bustling county town was much quieter. The people who would usually be making a ruckus at this time were all completely silent.

The restaurant owner, seeing Lin Le return, wore a smile that was more like a grimace. Why was this gentleman here again?

"Do me a favor, and I'll reward you if you do it well," Lin Le said, slamming a storage bag on the table.

The shopkeeper knew he had no choice but to agree, so he nodded and said, "Sir, please speak."

"You and other restaurants will host a continuous banquet for the whole city for three days, right at the county magistrate's office," Lin Le said. "In addition, there are silver and land deeds here. You should inform the whole city that anyone who has suffered from floods, been harmed by demons, or had their land or people seized by wealthy families should go to the magistrate's office to apply for subsidies."

The shopkeeper's eyes widened as he listened: "Did...did the magistrate agree?"

"Him? I've agreed on his behalf." Lin Le slammed the official seal on the table. "Take this seal and get on with it. No one should refuse you now."

The shopkeeper swallowed hard. "Sir, where did they all go?"

As he said this, he pointed to the ground.

“Yes, those who participated in the river god sacrifice all died completely.” Lin Le tapped his fingers on the table. “Any more questions?”

"That's all." The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Alright, get on with it. I'm going outside the city to deal with those little monsters." Lin Le stood up and said, "Be quick, I need to see results by tomorrow at the very least."

"Yes." The shopkeeper nodded.

Watching Lin Le leave, the shopkeeper suddenly collapsed to the ground. He knew that the world in Qingye County had completely changed, and not just in Qingye County.

The next day, seeing the grand banquet, the people of Qingye County knew that the world in Qingye County had completely changed.

They celebrated wildly as the dark clouds overhead disappeared.

Lin Le sat on the roof of the restaurant, watching people move about at the banquet, and family after family received their subsidies after being confirmed by their neighbors.

Although there were bound to be some opportunists, Lin Le didn't have the energy to distinguish them. At least the benefits were genuinely distributed, and he could afford any extras.

"You lot, maintain order until the court sends reinforcements," Lin Le said, turning to look at the officials in black robes. "Understand?"

The officials nodded vigorously, as if they were pounding garlic.

"Go ahead." Lin Le waved his hand.

The officials breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran downstairs.

Lin Le took in the myriad aspects of life, clearly seeing the burning stove fire and the leaping fire lion, and then he closed his eyes.

Within his inner vision, Lin Le consumed one Human Lotus Seed after another. His comprehension of the power also began to advance by leaps and bounds.

After consuming all twenty-seven Human Lotus Seeds, Lin Le's understanding of the Four Forces reached its peak.

As for perfection? Lin Le felt the heavy pressure coming from his soul and shook his head slightly. It seemed that only after reaching perfection in Qi Refining could he possibly withstand it.

Next came the lotus root. The ten sections of blood-stained lotus root dissipated, and Lin Le felt the heat rising up his spine again.

Ten more sections to go.

Lin Le glanced at the remaining blood-patterned lotus root and then looked away.

In Bailian County, a tall figure made numerous inquiries but still couldn't find out the information she wanted.

Inside the post station, a group of merchants were drinking.

"Sigh, business is getting harder and harder these days. There are bandits and demons everywhere," a merchant complained. "Winter is just around the corner. After this trip, I plan to rest for a few months and see how things go next year."

“Yes, yes,” his companion nodded in agreement. “Even though the floods have been quelled, these demonic calamities are becoming more and more frequent, and even ghosts are popping up all the time.”

"Take Qingye County, for example. Hey, water ghosts were popping out everywhere. They even had to worship a river god to get rid of them!"

"I think that water ghost might be one of the river god's men."

"That makes sense, that makes sense."

While listening to their casual conversation, Song Shiyin at another table seemed lost in thought.

Given the temper that person displayed in Bailian County, he might cause trouble in Qingye County, and the two places are quite close.

Thinking of this, Song Shiyin immediately got up, found a carriage, and headed towards Qingye County.

The next day, a carriage slowly walked out of Qingye County and headed towards the county seat.

Soon after, a horse-drawn carriage arrived in a hurry.

Upon entering the city, Song Shiyin sensed that the atmosphere was different, filled with a joyful and festive spirit.

"Auntie, what happened here? Why does everyone look so happy?" Song Shiyin asked, pulling aside a kind-looking old woman.

The old woman was startled by Song Shiyin's face and figure, after all, a height of six feet was definitely considered extremely tall among ordinary people.

After calming herself down, the old woman said warmly, "Of course everyone is happy. In these three days, not only did the water ghost die, but people also treated us to meals and gave us money."

Song Shiyin's expression changed, because she had seen a similar scene in Bailian County. She quickly asked, "Who invited you? Where is the magistrate of this place?"

The old woman sized up Song Shiyin: "Are you a government official?"

"Yes." Song Shiyin nodded.

"Then go ask someone else." The old woman turned and twisted her body, about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Song Shiyin handed over a silver ingot. After being away for a while, she knew that some people could still get away with money quickly.

Upon seeing the silver ingot, the old woman's expression changed, but she immediately broke into a smile: "Well, here's what happened..."

She recounted everything that had happened in the past few days, and when she heard the last part, Song Shiyin's expression changed: "What did you say? He's gone? Where did he go!"

"How would I know such an important person?" the old woman said.

"Who would know?" Song Shiyin asked.

"It must be the manager of Fumanlou Restaurant," the old woman said. "He's the one who arranged the banquet; he should know something!"

After a short while, Song Shiyin stared at the manager of Fumanlou Restaurant: "You really don't know?"

The shopkeeper wanted to say he didn't know, but looking into Song Shiyin's sharp gaze, he couldn't help but whisper, "She might have gone to the county town."

The county seat?! Song Shiyin's expression changed, and she immediately turned and left.

If that murderous star enters the county town, who knows how many families will be destroyed and people will die.

Watching Song Shiyin leave, the shopkeeper muttered again, "But he said he'll be back soon."

This is because Song Shiyin is impatient; it's not his fault.

(End of this chapter)