Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 101 Returning to the City After Slaying the Immortal

"The Moon-Devouring Demon General who was rumored to be carrying the flag is actually a disciple of an immortal."

"Doesn't that mean he's taken the third immortal descendant's life?"

The beautiful woman looked at the swift and decisive scene before her, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

She is most skilled in the method of finding Qi.

Lin Shu's aura was very faint; even when she made a move, she did not exude any distinctive scent.

It is clear that he has mastered some kind of profound breathing technique.

But even if the aura is vague, at least one thing is certain.

There is no demonic aura.

The so-called "demonic aura" refers to the conscious integration of immortal energy into one's own spiritual power during the later stages of Qi Refining, thereby building a foundation for one's Dao.

Furthermore, the more outstanding one's talent, the higher the quality of the techniques one can learn.

The celestial essence within spiritual power is divided into three levels based on its intensity.

Spiritual liquid, jade liquid, Dao marrow.

Its essence is crimson, like the blood of immortals.

This is naturally good news when cultivators are still under the command of immortals, as it allows them to build a stronger foundation and become more powerful.

Legend has it that in the ancient times when there were no immortals...

It takes cultivators at least two or three hundred years to cultivate their minds and temper their character, and to search for stones and medicines before they can hope to form a core.

However, since the immortals control the heavens, the spiritual liquid transforms into jade liquid Dao marrow, reducing this process by several times, or even ten times.

While cultivators who achieve the Core Formation after thirty to fifty years of practice are undoubtedly gifted, they are not uncommon.

These are all blessings brought by the immortals.

However, once they are expelled from the immortal sect by their master, or if something happens to their master, there will be no immortal descendants in the clan to take over.

This ethereal aura will rapidly deteriorate, even backfiring on the cultivator, requiring them to constantly borrow the lifeblood and energy of immortal descendants to maintain their cultivation level.

This deteriorated smell is called demonic energy.

"call."

The Azure Demon General looked away.

They hunted down immortals not only because of grudges between them, but more importantly because their bodies were being corrupted by demonic energy.

To survive, one must risk one's life.

But this young man was not a demon, and I just heard that he was highly regarded among the trial disciples, and his path to immortality was smooth.

With such a status, it's as if he's completely at ease attacking the immortals, as if he feels no psychological pressure whatsoever.

This person is not only vengeful, but also truly ruthless and decisive.

"Yo!"

Old Xu's focus differed from that of the Azure Nether Demon General.

He suddenly perked up: "Young friend, your Body Tempering Realm is quite impressive. If we have time in the future, we can spar a bit."

The immortal's head was incredibly hard; it was crushed with a single step.

This is clearly the power of body tempering, comparable to the Core Formation stage!

"no problem."

Faced with such a good opportunity, Lin Shu naturally wouldn't refuse.

This allows him to familiarize himself with the methods of various powerful individuals in advance, and also helps him better understand his own strength.

"Brother Lin, you're someone who mainly cultivates the soul, what are you doing fighting him with strength? He's like an old bull." The monkey rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath.

Even though Old Xu didn't carry the flag, he was still a true demon general.

Ordinary little demons wouldn't dare to speak to him like that.

But the surrounding demons all seemed used to it, grinning as they looked at the monkey.

Sure enough, the next second, the skinny, bamboo-like figure was pulled over by Old Xu, and his only remaining ear was almost twisted off.

"Tsk."

Lin Shu felt the joyful atmosphere.

A strange expression flickered across his face.

But he quickly dismissed the thought and bent down to pick up the storage bag from the two corpses.

"Oh, by the way, this item also belongs to him."

As if remembering something, Old Xu took out a piece of colorful cloth and casually tossed it to the young man: "You killed the immortal descendant, so it's always good to have some things to protect yourself."

"..."

Lin Shu turned to face the demons, her fingertips slightly pausing.

He casually took the mid-grade magic artifact and put it into his storage bag.

These demons first captured Deacon Luo and Chen Xiangzhu, and then rushed over so quickly; they couldn't have been bored, they were clearly here to rescue them.

Although he had many hidden tricks up his sleeve, he didn't need anyone's help.

But this sentiment should always be appreciated.

"Come."

Lin Shu glanced at the broken sword in Xie Yutang's hand, then waved her sleeve, and countless streams of light rushed towards the lesser demons.

"What the hell?"

The little demons hurriedly took the light, but when they saw what it was, their eyes widened in surprise.

The blades were cold and eerie, each one unique, clearly standard magical artifacts.

"Slash! Slash! Slash... Demon-Slaying Blade!"

The monkey's face instinctively showed fear, which then turned into wild joy as it swung the precious sword with all its might.

They were poor, helpless demons with no one to rely on, only Old Xu taking care of them.

However, Mr. Xu did not take the lead and rarely made a move, as he himself was in dire financial straits.

Most of the treasures they plundered were used to exchange for the lifeblood and essence of the immortals to sustain them.

Previously, in order to repay Gu Nanzhi's kindness, that mid-grade immortal talisman had emptied the coffers of these little demons.

Fortunately, Brother Lin left behind the corpses of more than thirty cultivators at the White Tooth Mine, which made them a little more financially secure, but they still dared not hope for magical artifacts.

The corpses of the two immortal offspring have been handed over in exchange for various supplies.

Because no one else was carrying the flag, Elder Xu needed to hand it over to the Demon Lord through another demon general.

After passing through several hands, there might not be much left when it finally comes out.

"The Demon Slayer Commandant is here! You will all submit to execution!"

The monkey, brandishing its long knife, excitedly charged towards the crowd.

"Thank you so much, Brother Lin!"

The demons had no choice but to hold him down, looking at Lin Shu with faces full of admiration.

Not only did the other side dare to attack the Immortal Descendants, but now they have even targeted the Demon Slayer Division, which they fear the most.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell which one was the demon.

"Well."

Xie Yutang's gaze faltered slightly, and she opened her mouth a little as she looked at the thick stack of immortal talismans in her hand, which was almost half a palm high when stacked up.

She was once the head of the Yu family. Although she was still young and her cultivation was low, she had still broadened her horizons.

But I've never seen any Foundation Establishment disciple produce so many immortal talismans.

"Everyone, please continue with your work. I'll head back now."

Lin Shu nodded. Even though the speed of using the Wind Riding and Mountain Patrol Divine Power at full strength was very fast, it still took time.

Staying outside for too long will always arouse suspicion.

These demon-slaying swords and Foundation Establishment stage immortal talismans are of little use to him now.

Consider it an exchange for Chen Xiangzhu and Deacon Luo's storage bags.

After all, he was fighting with the Zhao family disciples at the time, and these two should have been Elder Xu's spoils of war.

Besides, I've already made a couple of ill-gotten gains, so there's no need to be stingy.

The words fell.

Lin Shu's figure had already sped towards Yongzhou Pass and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"So generous."

The beautiful woman chuckled. No wonder Old Xu rushed over in such a hurry; this young man was indeed quite likable.

"Do we have a flag now?!"

The monkey broke free and tried to scream and shout again.

Brother Lin bestowed upon them magical artifacts and talismans; this was clearly the behavior of a demon general.

"Fool."

Old Xu chuckled helplessly, this time without getting angry. He simply patted the monkey's shoulder lightly: "He gave you these things because he didn't want to get too involved."

That child was very clear about the difference between human relationships and personal feelings.

The name "Moon Devourer" was ultimately just a fabricated tactic to temporarily attract attention.

"is that so?"

The monkey stared in the direction Lin Shu had gone and gently lowered the demon-slaying sword in its hand.

He was slightly disappointed.

But he quickly cheered up again: "It's alright! Once we conquer a territory, maybe Brother Tianlin's schemes will be exposed, and he'll need a hiding place, so he'll come to our Demon Mountain!"

"Can't you wish people well for once?"

Xie Yutang was so angry she laughed, and kicked him again.

……

Shihu City.

It was already late at night, but suddenly the lights came on.

The city gate was as bright as day.

Fan Qingyang stood in the middle, his eyes slightly narrowed, scanning the group of injured disciples in front of him.

Everyone kept their heads down, not daring to speak.

Soon, a figure in a simple, elegant robe fluttered in, followed by a group of deacons from Shihu.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Fan Qingyang quickly turned around and bowed.

Although they were both part of their master's inner circle, he was only at the Jade Liquid Perfection stage, while the other had already formed the Core stage, so their statuses were incomparable.

After performing the formalities, he asked, "How did things go?"

"We've checked; three people are missing from the city."

"Luo Ming, Chen Xiangzhu, Lu Yun."

Feng Yinglong walked slowly to the front of the group: "My junior brothers have already gone to the border to investigate, hoping to find the whereabouts of that Chen family girl as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the disciples trembled as they looked up, forcing back their fear, and asked, "Senior, where is Senior Brother Lin?"

"Things have varying degrees of importance and urgency, and should be handled in order."

Feng Yinglong glanced at everyone. Now that something had happened, the most important people were naturally the immortal descendants, followed by the disciples.

This is the rule of Yongzhou Pass.

Moreover, that disciple had once contradicted his master; it was already quite generous of him not to be ranked behind Luo Ming.

"Senior brother, I think... we should inform Immortal Yu Sheng about this matter." Fan Qingyang turned to look at the inn, his expression somewhat complicated.

"Whatever you want," Feng Yinglong said nonchalantly.

He was following his master's orders, and besides, his cultivation was profound, so he wasn't afraid of the new immortal descendant finding fault with him.

The group headed towards the inn.

As soon as I stepped into the lobby, I saw two women hurrying downstairs.

"Ugh."

Seeing this, Fan Qingyang's expression was complicated, but he still reassured him, "Please rest assured, Little Mountain God, Master already knows about this matter and will soon send someone to find Junior Brother Lin."

"soon?"

Yan Jin stood there, stunned, a hint of disbelief in her eyes: "Senior means that no one has gone over yet?"

"..." Fan Qingyang subconsciously looked away.

At this moment, Feng Yinglong calmly walked to the table and sat down, saying indifferently, "If Immortal Yu Sheng is willing to seek help from my master, perhaps we can allocate more manpower."

Master has been in a bad mood lately, all because of this Stone Lake City.

As a disciple, he should share his master's burdens.

If that man surnamed Lin had truly been entangled by a demon, he would have long since vanished without a trace.

If we can use this opportunity to force Yu Sheng to go to the City Lord's Mansion to humbly request an audience, then the combination of the two will likely alleviate some of Master's displeasure.

"Human life is at stake, how could you do this, senior..."

Yan Jin figured out the reason, but she became even angrier. Just as she was about to step out of the city, she found her hand being gently squeezed twice.

The chicks are connected by blood and essence; I had already inquired about it with my mind.

But she couldn't tell Yan Jin about this.

And knowing is one thing.

The arrogant attitude of this Core Formation cultivator, coupled with his earlier words, still infuriated Yu Sheng.

She simply wasn't in the mood to argue with this person until she saw Lin Shu in person.

"Indeed, human lives are at stake."

Feng Yinglong glanced at Yu Sheng and said softly, "So you have to hurry up, because Master hasn't rested yet."

His nonchalant tone caused anger to well up in the eyes of many disciples.

This is the Yongzhou Pass of the Yu family!

We are risking our lives outside to guard the gates for the Yu family.

Now that something has happened, and despite still having the resources, they not only went to search for the immortal descendants, but also took the opportunity to be aggressive, showing no regard for their disciples' lives.

If it were a deity saying this, it would be one thing.

You, a esteemed Core Formation True Person, could it be that you didn't climb up from the ranks of trial disciples?

"..."

Fan Qingyang frowned deeply.

He seemed to know why Senior Brother Feng had been able to form his core so quickly.

With all their minds focused on figuring out their master's thoughts and trying their best to please him, how could they not be valued?

Feng Yinglong suddenly sighed, "Or is it that the disciple isn't actually that important, not as important as your reputation? If he were really surrounded by demons right now and knew what was going on, he would probably be quite disheartened."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples stood up in unison, looking towards the door with ecstatic joy: "Senior Brother Lin!"

Lin Shu slowly stepped into the inn.

"Lin Shu!"

Yu Sheng excitedly let go of Yan Jin's hand and rushed to the door, her light body poised to pounce on him.

Even if you receive a reply from the other party.

But just hearing about those monsters is terrifying.

In the lands beyond the Great Wall, life and death hang in the balance.

Only by holding him tightly could she truly feel at ease.

"..."

Lin Shu's single glance stopped the little chick in its tracks.

She stood still, looking slightly aggrieved.

Fan Qingyang looked surprised, never expecting Lin Shu to return on her own.

Although the trial disciples only said that their master had left Stone Lake City, that they themselves carried immortal energy, and that Senior Brother Lin had come to rescue them but had not returned for a long time, it was highly likely that they had been targeted by demons.

However, as experienced disciples, Fan Qingyang and the others were actually quite clear about the situation.

Tonight's events are most likely a deliberate ambush orchestrated by the Chen family's descendant whose merits were stolen.

In order to take action against Lin Shu, the immortal descendant risked his life and stepped out of the pass.

She gave so much, yet Lin Shu doesn't even have a scratch on her body.

"You're covered in blood, and you're only just returning? Where have you been?"

Feng Yinglong was immediately proven wrong after he finished speaking. His expression froze slightly, and he could only ask a question in a serious voice.

"Didn't we say before that Senior Brother Lin came to our rescue?" The disciples couldn't help but turn around to testify.

"Does it really take that long?" Feng Yinglong slowly stood up.

"..."

Lin Shu glanced at him and flicked her fingers slightly.

In an instant, eight blood-stained tiger-shaped jade pendants lay neatly on the table.

"hiss!"

Fan Qingyang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he subconsciously reached for the sign at his waist.

This is the spirit tiger jade pendant of the Zhao family, which has been around for half a century!

The Yu family and the Zhao family have been dealing with each other on the border for so many years that they know each other inside and out.

The owner of these jade pendants may have known familiar faces among them.

It wasn't just the Chen family's immortal descendants who set a trap to lure the demon; tonight, the Zhao family is also involved!

Eight disciples with jade tokens—this was hardly a formation for passing a trial; they clearly came with the intention of killing someone.

But now.

This "someone" returned to the inn with a leisurely and even somewhat composed demeanor, as if nothing had happened!

Compared to the turbulent waves surging in Fan Qingyang's heart.

Feng Yinglong's face instantly darkened, and he stared intently at the jade tablets.

He could easily imagine that the news would spread by daybreak.

What kind of prestige will this already prominent young man have in Yongzhou Pass from now on!

How furious will Master be...?

"stop."

He raised his head, his gaze turning icy as he stared at Lin Shu: "This probably wasn't your doing, was it?"

This person immediately tried to define the nature of the matter as soon as he opened his mouth.

The Chen family disciples were about to explain that they had witnessed it with their own eyes when they were stunned by the powerful spiritual pressure.

"Leaving that aside."

Feng Yinglong immediately changed the subject again: "You were targeted by a demon. You're back, but where is the demon?"

This time, even Fan Qingyang couldn't stand it anymore.

Even when trying to please one's master, one must adhere to some basic logic.

The Chen family's immortal descendant lured a demon to harm people, and Lin Shu's survival became a mistake; she even has to explain the demon's whereabouts to you.

"Senior brother..." he began in a deep voice, but was interrupted by the other party waving his sleeve.

"Speak!" Feng Yinglong stared at the young man's back.

Immediately afterwards, his pupils contracted slightly, and anger rose in his eyes.

Lin Shu glanced sideways and gave him a look that said he was an idiot.

Then, he slumped into a chair, a hint of mockery in his clear voice: "Excuse me, but who do you think you are?"

In an instant, the entire inn fell into dead silence.

For a Foundation Establishment disciple to dare to speak disrespectfully to a Core Formation cultivator is beyond everyone's comprehension.

"..."

Feng Yinglong's eyebrows twitched slightly, completely unexpected to receive such an audacious response.

For a short while, he didn't know what expression to wear.

Only the vast and powerful spiritual energy roared and swept through the entire inn, as if it wanted to crush everything in front of it.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed something and looked down in a daze.

"I've really put up with you for a long time."

Yu Sheng bent down and dragged a bench over from the side.

Then I quickly stepped on it.

Using the bench as a vantage point, she looked down at Feng Yinglong and suddenly took a deep breath.

His flat chest heaved violently.

Are you deaf?

"Lin Shu is asking you a question."

"Who do you think you are?"

Her blue feather robes billowed, and the girl's face was exquisite and aloof.

She raised her right arm high, and in an instant, her hand slapped Feng Yinglong across the face with both crispness and force.

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed throughout the inn.

The Core Formation cultivator raised his head blankly, his eyes quickly filled with humiliation and rage, and his breathing became heavy and thunderous.

The astonished and shocked gazes of those around him were like needles, pricking his face painfully.

However, before he could even come to his senses...

Yu Sheng had already raised her left arm and slapped him hard across the other side of his face!

"say!"

The two slaps made Feng Yinglong tremble slightly.

His gaze passed over the girl.

Across the table not far away, Lin Shu leaned back lazily in her chair, playing with a tiger-shaped jade pendant, staring at me with amusement in her eyes.

Everyone seems to have forgotten one thing.

Under those twenty-seven rays of inherited spiritual light.

Yu Sheng is about to turn 18.

This immortal descendant, who is about to come of age, has only one disciple.

That's Lin Shu.