Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 128 Demon Lion Prison-Suppressing Body

"Come in and let's talk. So, why are you in Anren Prefecture?"

Lin Shu withdrew her gaze and turned back into the courtyard.

When you first arrive in a strange place, it's actually quite nice to see someone you know.

But this is the capital city, where land is incredibly valuable and prices are exorbitant. With Old Yang and Jin Gui's wealth, why would they choose to settle in such a place?

"It's Dong Cheng, the wolf cub you met in Sifang Street."

Although Old Yang moved with a limp, there was a spiritual energy flowing through him as he walked, and he was no slower than a normal person.

When Yu Sheng was in the dilapidated courtyard, he was still in a dormant childhood state with very low cultivation level.

But precisely because of this, the immortal energy she exudes cannot comprehend any high-level immortal techniques, which is just right for ordinary people to begin their cultivation journey.

He said you left a lot of money with him, but you left in such a hurry that you didn't leave any explanation.

"So he caught up with me and Jin Gui, and brought us to Anren Prefecture to open a restaurant, saying that it was the closest to Yongzhou Pass, and that you might pass by here when you return from your trials."

"However, Dong Cheng said the trial would take five years, so we were just waiting. I didn't expect to see you again after only a few months."

Old Yang opened the food box with great joy and placed all the side dishes on the table: "It's all thanks to his experience and connections with a certain immortal disciple that we were all exempted from corvée labor."

"..."

Lin Shu listened quietly to his rambling, as if she had returned to the woodshed where the cripple had been talking incessantly.

Later, when they went to Qingliu Lane, the other person became much more silent.

Unless one has a background in a celestial sect, ordinary families, according to the laws of Yongzhou, must send someone to perform corvée labor.

If only one able-bodied man goes to serve, two out of three men will be conscripted, and so on.

Even the shortest term of service is twenty years before one has the opportunity to return home.

If it weren't for the presence of celestial beings protecting it, any ordinary dynasty would have collapsed eight hundred years ago.

However, due to the existence of immortal magic, there are no natural disasters or man-made calamities, and there is no shortage of food.

In addition, they always had a hope that if they could give birth to a child with the right qualities, who could become a disciple of the immortals, the whole family could be exempted from corvée labor and even enjoy the benefits of this strict law.

Therefore, the population of the secular world was able to keep up with such terrifying consumption.

But living a life where you can see the end from birth is really not very interesting.

"If you have time, Mr. Lin, why don't you go and take a look at the restaurant? Dong Cheng said that this is the property he used to buy for you with that money. If you suffer any grievances in the Immortal Sect, you will have a place to stay when you come back."

Old Yang looked around and suddenly felt that it might not be necessary.

Lin Ye had only been in the immortal sect for a few months when he became a big shot in Qiankun Academy, owning a detached courtyard. Who could bully him?

"Stop calling me 'Master Lin,' I'm ashore now."

Lin Shu rolled up her sleeves, picked up her chopsticks, and carefully tasted Jin Gui's cooking.

Without the golden lion aura bestowed upon him by this couple, he would likely have suffered a great loss at the hands of the Demon Slayer Division, relying solely on the Divine Soul Immortal Technique of the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord, while he was in Yongzhou Pass.

He nodded: "The taste is not bad, much better than the vegetarian restaurant."

"I'll deliver it every day, as long as you like."

Old Yang chuckled twice, then glanced at the man beside him who was diligently sweeping fallen leaves: "Fool, you'd better serve Lord Lin well, and I'll bring you food every day."

"I can sweep the floor, do laundry, make the bed, and even fight."

The skinny man turned around and said earnestly to Lin Shu, "I sweep very cleanly, and I'm also very good at fighting."

"Go! Go! Go."

Old Yang couldn't help but chuckle: "You're just a bit stronger. Do you know anything about cultivation? Do you know any immortal arts? Yet you're showing off in front of Lord Lin."

"Well."

The fool blinked, a look of confusion crossing his ugly, scarred face, then scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "I forgot."

"Forgot?"

A strange look flashed across Lin Shu's eyes.

The other person didn't answer with "no" or "don't understand," but rather said they had forgotten.

Does that mean it happened before?

Wait a minute… Lin Shu’s eyes twitched. Why was she starting to think about a fool’s ideas again?

For some reason, he always felt that this person was strange.

Well, since there's a fragment of his soul following him anyway, whether the other party is pretending to be crazy or not, they'll eventually reveal their true colors.

"Don't pay him any mind. At first, I liked listening to his nonsense and his wild thoughts, but later I realized it was all rambling... At this hour, I have to go back to the shop to help out."

Old Yang stood up, eager to go back and tell the two of them the good news.

Even now, whenever Dong Cheng has a couple of drinks, he likes to talk about how he followed Lord Lin into the gambling den and went on a rampage.

"Go."

Lin Shu nodded slightly and watched the other person leave.

She then ate a little more, glancing sideways at him, and asked, "Do you want some?"

"For an idiot?"

The man paused for a moment, then strode to the table, picked up the plate, and poured the food into his mouth. As he chewed, he said, "If the cripple likes you, I won't dislike you anymore. Master Lin is a good person."

"Thank you so much."

Lin Shu stood up with a touch of emotion and began to walk back into the house.

A man's voice suddenly sounded behind them again.

"That's not right. If you want to be stronger, you need to work from the inside out."

"Like a fool, you need to be full to have strength," the man said earnestly, licking the grease from the base of his thumb.

"..."

Lin Shu froze slightly and turned back to look at the other person deeply.

A flash of inspiration struck my mind like a thunderbolt.

He strode into the house and closed the door behind him.

Without pausing for a moment, the remaining eight hundred taels of silver turned into a black river and flowed into the jade-boned golden lion statue.

The scroll, which I had contemplated countless times, was unfurled once more.

Under the cover of a night filled with lightning and thunder.

The massive golden lion skeleton lay prostrate on the ground, its body permeated with a vast aura of blood that had long since corroded its flesh.

It was barely perceptible, yet it could never achieve a breakthrough.

From initially confronting the mountain waterfall with his own body, to later using the essence of the mountain god to resolve the wind disaster, and finally tempering his muscles and bones with his blood and energy.

Despite spending eight thousand taels of silver, no matter how much its blood essence increased, its physique remained unchanged.

On the contrary, the excruciating pain almost made Lin Shu faint several times.

"From the inside out."

Lin Shu's gaze fell on the blood-red skeleton.

The original Blood Pool Spirit Milk was all included in it.

Could it be that this fourth calamity for tempering the body does not originate from external objects, but is hidden within them?

As the ill-gotten gains were poured in, the golden lion, now just a skeleton, shakily rose from the ground. It lowered its head, its flesh and skin still attached, and examined its bones with its murky, lifeless eyes.

Blood Pool Spirit Milk is formed from the blood and flesh of countless cultivators who perished in the mountains and rivers, which polluted the spirit stones.

Just as the lion lowered its head to observe...

As if something within its bones had sensed it had been discovered, it suddenly emitted a series of mournful howls.

"Um?!"

Lin Shu's heart suddenly raced.

It should be understood that this painting is merely a figment of imagination, an ethereal and intangible thing.

There was no golden lion at all; it was he himself who truly absorbed the Blood Pool Spirit Milk.

In other words, these ghostly things are hidden inside Lin's bones!

In an instant, terrifying facial features, visible to the naked eye, suddenly sprang out from the golden lion skeleton, screaming and trying to scatter.

"Is this why my blood and energy are so violent?"

"That pool of spiritual milk still contains the resentment of cultivators who died tragically."

As Lin Shu was lost in thought.

The golden lion, now just a skeleton, suddenly opened its jaws and let out a silent roar.

It rekindled its blood and energy, and fought against those terrifying silhouettes.

With ruthless and brutal force, they suppressed them one by one, forcing them back into their blood and bones.

Gradually, ghost face patterns appeared on the clear, translucent surface of the bone.

After this hidden danger was resolved, the golden lion's skin and flesh finally began to reshape, and then a transformation took place.

The blood essence transformed from the original eight thousand taels of evil silver no longer simply tormented it, but was rapidly absorbed into its body.

[Golden Core Ninth Grade. Demon Lion Prison Suppressing Body: Beginner Level]

Rumble!

A thunderous roar exploded in Lin Shu's ears, the sound of his blood surging through his body like a boiling river.

Its entire skeleton resembles blood jade, and is covered with terrifying ghost face patterns.

They are like a great prison of blood and bones, firmly suppressing the souls of the dead!

"That was close."

Lin Shu felt an astonishing surge of energy within her body, like an inexhaustible ocean, clearly indicating that she had entered a completely new realm.

However, a deep sense of unease welled up in his eyes.

He was completely unaware that such a terrifying hidden danger remained in his body.

No wonder I haven't been able to break through for so long.

If one were truly in a hurry, they would pour in all eight thousand eight hundred taels of silver at once.

Even if one truly reaches the Golden Core realm through body tempering, is this body under one's own control, or is it driven by the resentment of that lingering soul?

"Can't you learn some good deeds?"

Lin Shu was so angry that she gritted her teeth. This greedy money was only focused on the word "fast".

It's like both of them taking the same exam at the same time. Good deeds are done carefully, striving to do every question perfectly, while bad deeds are done haphazardly, just filling in all the blank spaces and that's it.

It just pushes your realm up, and it doesn't care about anything else.

"Ha!"

Lin Shu remained silent for a long time before finally suppressing her emotions and exhaling a breath of hot air.

We made it through, at least.

He rubbed his wrists, then focused his inner vision, carefully examining the crimson prison within his body.

Each ghost face is incredibly lifelike, its features radiating fear.

After absorbing 8,800 taels of evil money, his body was as if it were perfectly formed, without any flaws.

Shedding the mortal world with her physical body, she actually possessed a certain degree of spirituality.

Even if it's just the beginning of the ninth-grade body tempering method, barely crossing the threshold, it's still a genuine Golden Core realm.

"I've just entered the Golden Core stage of Body Tempering. I still have some early-stage Golden Core mana from the Azure Phoenix of Tribulation that I can borrow, but unfortunately I can only borrow it once and can't repay it for now."

"Even if facing a true early-stage Golden Core cultivator, I wouldn't say I could win, but I would at least have the strength to fight back."

If you just want to protect yourself, this strength is more than enough.

Moreover, the storage bag also contains the Mountain God Mirror, a powerful weapon. If used properly, with all of Qingluan's magic power poured into it, any cultivator of the same realm who gets close to it will most likely lose their life.

However, the aura left by this item was not only strong, but also extremely distinctive, which could easily attract the attention of the Yu family.

Unless it's a life-or-death situation, it's best not to use it lightly.

"I need to think of a way to make money."

Lin Shu shook her head and once again immersed herself in introspection.

But this time, he was looking towards the Immortal Abode of Mountains and Seas.

The Niwan (Mud Pill) has just undergone its first transformation. Now, with the Golden Core Tempering Method protecting it, it should quickly accumulate some good deeds to temper it to the third transformation. Only then will it have the ability to attain the Golden Core realm at any time.

As for the Nine Revolutions, let's not even think about it for now.

After being in Anren Prefecture for more than ten days, Lin Shu suddenly discovered something.

For me, finding a place like Yongzhou Pass where it's easy to make money again is almost impossible.

No one here needs saving.

There are many immortal descendants, but with powerful figures like the Demon-Slaying General and the Academy Headmaster watching over them in the city, it's difficult to take action.

"It feels like I'm unemployed."

Lin Shu stood up, intending to contact Elder Xu when she had some free time to see if the demons had any further explanation.

He pushed open the door and looked again at the man who was holding a rag and vigorously wiping the table.

If Lin Shu still treats this person like a fool at this point, then perhaps he is the real fool.

The other party could tell at a glance that he was cultivating the Body Tempering Immortal Technique, and also noticed the hidden dangers left in his bones when he used the Blood Pool Spirit Milk.

Although these are things related to the physical body, not the breath, they are not under the jurisdiction of the "Avoiding Calamity" spiritual root.

But it also proves how discerning this person's eyesight is; it's at least at the Golden Core level.

"How did you figure that out?"

Since the other party had already offered some advice, Lin Shu decided not to beat around the bush any longer.

The sweeping monk of the academy, right?

Let's just be frank and speak openly.

"What did you see?"

The fool looked up and said blankly, "Oh, what Mr. Lin was talking about? I could just tell you were really strong, unlike the cripple."

"That's not what I meant, it's from the inside out." Lin Shu frowned slightly.

"Cultivate inner strength, strengthen muscles and skin; let your fists and feet originate from your heart, using minimal force to overcome great strength!"

The man suddenly assumed a horse stance and said earnestly, "Internal cultivation of breath comes first, so you must practice that first. I heard someone recite it at the entrance. If Master Lin wants to learn, I can teach you."

He seemed to regard "Master Lin" as the same name as "The Cripple".

He called out to me casually, without any intention of parting.

"But it's no use, an idiot can't master that breathing technique." The man straightened up again, a deep disappointment on his ugly face.

"..."

Lin Shu suddenly felt something was off.

His fragmented soul clung tightly to this man, sensing his breath, heartbeat, and every change in his muscles.

But no matter what, there was no sign of lying.

"A fool is a genius."

The man looked up again, dejected, and said, "But I can't learn anything."

"How can someone who can't learn anything be called a genius?" Lin Shu wasn't in a hurry and simply went along with what the other person was saying.

"No!" the man suddenly became anxious, stubbornly insisting, "Even a fool remembers, I must be a genius!"

He seems to have said this to many people, and has faced countless questions about it.

So he bent down and continued wiping the table: "If you don't believe me, fine, just don't hit me."

"..."

Lin Shu pondered for a few moments, then nodded: "I believe you."

He roughly guessed that this person might really be a genius, and had once possessed considerable cultivation.

But judging from the horrifying scars all over his body, he must have suffered some kind of tragedy, and even his memories are incomplete.

"real?"

The man paused for a moment, then looked up, trying to suppress his smile, but he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"Did a lot of people beat you up?" Lin Shu asked curiously.

"Yes, they're going to come and question the idiot again. No one will believe me if I tell them. They're forcing me to admit I'm lying, and if I don't, they'll beat me."

The man finally couldn't hold back and grinned, revealing his big teeth: "But I can take a beating."

"If anyone hits you in the future, you can come and tell me." Lin Shu didn't care whether the other person was really stupid or not; at least they had just helped her solve a big problem.

"Okay, if anyone hits Master Lin, you can tell me too!"

The man raised his fist and waved it at the young man from a distance, his expression serious, as if he had made some kind of agreement.

"..."

Lin Shu was truly at her wit's end.

He felt that if he continued talking to this man, his brain might be assimilated by him.

But looking at this person's ugly face, one could see the expectation and caution hidden in his murky eyes.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his shame, and, mimicking the other person's gesture, casually raised his right fist and shook it.

"quack."

The fool, satisfied, picked up the rag again, grabbed the broom, and turned to leave the yard.