I Possess a Scroll of Demon-Subduing Records

It's alright, the imperial court will provide you with ways to make money. You can work for the court, smuggle goods and people to the Northern Dynasty, and you'll always be able to make money. You only need to put in a little effort, and you can do whatever you want under the protection of the court. If anything happens, you can seek help from local officials and soldiers.

Even righteous people who enjoy slaying demons and monsters can't do anything about them. How could demons refuse such a good thing?

It's a win-win situation for everyone to cooperate!

As for the common people who have become the prey, who cares?

Of course, this kind of thing can't be made public. Otherwise, He Qian would have loved to lead his troops to besiege Lin Yi.

Tonight's match resulted in a loss of nearly ten million dollars. Who can tolerate that?

Of course, the talk of besieging Lin Yi was just empty talk.

The military formation is not afraid of a first-rank official, and a first-rank official is not afraid of the military formation.

He Qian was certain that Lin Yi wouldn't dare to come over; he was just thinking about it.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a crimson sword shot into the tent from afar. Before the four demons and monsters could react, the demon was pinned to the ground by the demon-slaying sword, letting out a painful wail.

At the same time, a flash of lightning turned the ghost into ashes.

Suddenly, a young man appeared in the tent, carrying a demon in one hand and a monster in the other. He looked at He Qian with amusement and said, "Judging from what you just said, you're pretty awesome, huh?"

Chapter 355 Lost Feather

He Qian truly didn't expect that there would actually be a reckless man who dared to storm the military camp.

There has always been a consensus among people in the imperial court that although cultivators are powerful, they are nothing special.

They were just some recluses, no match for the imperial army's might of thousands.

For a long time, this has always been the case, and indeed, very few cultivators of the third rank or above have dared to storm the military camp. At most, it's just some reckless low-ranking cultivators causing trouble in the camp. These cultivators below the third rank are ultimately taught a lesson by the Breaking Qi Arrow and the Breaking Law Arrow.

No matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't withstand my barrage of arrows.

This argument makes some sense, but He Qian didn't consider that the reason why no first-rank soldiers could charge into the formation wasn't because they couldn't, but because they felt it was unnecessary.

The army is inextricably linked to the fate of the imperial court, and the fate of the imperial court is formed by the collective popularity of millions of people.

These things are equivalent to deadly poison to those who cultivate the Tao.

A first-rank cultivator can indeed charge into the army formation, kill people in the mortal world, and escape from the blades. I can fight and run away, who can stop me?

Even if it's somewhat dangerous, most first-grade disciples can manage it.

But what happens after you kill someone?

No cultivator could withstand the powerful backlash of fortune.

Thus, both sides reached a tacit understanding: officials of the first rank would not provoke the imperial court, and the imperial court would not provoke officials of the first rank. They would keep to themselves and avoid conflict, as any real trouble would not benefit either side.

However, a different kind of man has recently emerged among the first-rank cultivators.

Lin Yi didn't care about backlash or anything like that. He could tolerate things he couldn't stand for the time being, but once he had the power, he would definitely take action to resolve them.

For example, right now, what good is having tens of thousands of troops?

With Lin Yi's speed, storming into the army was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

Even if there were 100,000 elite soldiers, let alone 10,000, they still wouldn't be able to stop Lin Yi.

Who are you?!

He Qian felt flustered and a little scared, but he still pretended to be calm.

Lin Yi casually crushed the two people in his hands to death and threw them to the ground. This nonchalant killing method made He Qian tremble all over.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is... judging from what you just said, you secretly supported that auction, right?"

He Qian trembled slightly. He sensed a dangerous aura; this brute was probably intent on killing him.

"I am working for His Majesty."

He quickly brought up the backstage area, believing that by now the other party should understand the importance of the matter.

Would a cultivator dare to oppose the emperor?

Before the emperor, he was just a monk, so he could only bow his head and submit.

If Xiao Zhao knew that one of his subordinates thought this way, he would probably scratch his head in dismay.

Don't include me when you're bragging!

When Lin Yi heard He Qian say this, he simply nodded and said, "I've remembered your testimony. I'll kill Xiao Zhao when I find the opportunity."

"Traitor, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Calling Xiao Zhao by his full name and saying he wanted to kill him—what kind of traitorous behavior is this?

He Qian drew his sword, ready to defend the king's honor, but Lin Yi raised his hand and punched him squarely in the throat. That punch was enough to shatter his throat bones.

With a single, fatal blow, Lin Yi looked at him and said with a sigh, "Although you're doomed today, why the rush?"

He Qian stared wide-eyed at Lin Yi, but couldn't say a word. He could only clutch his neck in terror, blood gushing from his mouth.

His eyes changed from shock to pleading, begging Lin Yi to forgive him.

If he could have begged for mercy, he definitely would have done so.

He's a general who commands the troops in Hanzhong; he still has value!

Unfortunately, Lin Yi did not give him a chance to appeal.

After killing the four demons and monsters, the blood sacrifice array was completed automatically. However, this blood sacrifice went wrong.

The demons and monsters combined must have a total of six thousand years of cultivation.

This "cultivation level" refers to the cultivation level described in the Demon-Slaying Manual.

If there were a 1,500-year-old ghost in front of Lin Yi, the Demon-Slaying Manual would indicate that he could gain 500 years of cultivation. However, Lin Yi could only gain 75 years of cultivation. After three tribulations, his rate of return dropped drastically.

When calculating the Blood Sacrifice Array in the Demon Subduing Manual, regardless of which tribulation he has undergone, he will use this data from the past five hundred years.

This time, the four-person group of demons and monsters, except for the ghosts, all met the criteria. Lin Yi did a rough calculation: the demons had exactly 1,500 years of experience, the monsters had 600 more than 1,500 years, and the strange monsters had 500 more than 1,500 years.

Therefore, a ghost only needs four hundred years of cultivation, and this ghost happens to have twelve hundred years of cultivation. Lin Yi estimated in his mind that it should meet the requirements.

But who knew that when Lin Yi focused his attention on the ghost, the demon's cultivation level suddenly plummeted by a hundred. Lin Yi didn't pay attention to the changes in the Demon Subduing Manual all the time, and only discovered it after killing the demon.

Now, Barbie Q is here.

The Blood Sacrifice Array has been activated, but the conditions for perfectly concealing the heavenly secrets have not been met. In other words, Lin Yi is about to face a heavenly tribulation whose power has been largely neutralized.

This wasn't the first time he'd encountered something like this. The reason he and Qu Jing had those experiences in the Demon Palace before was because his Blood Sacrifice Array wasn't powerful enough.

The heavenly tribulation was erased, but not completely.

Even the lingering effects of the attack caused Qu Jing a great deal of suffering.

That time, it was a fire disaster.

On the next two occasions, Lin Yi's cultivation level was excessive, but unexpectedly, this time it was insufficient.

Lin Yi dared not linger in the military camp any longer. He killed He Qian as quickly as possible, drew his Demon-Slaying Sword, and hurriedly left the place to find a place to undergo tribulation.

Outside the military camp, Lin Yi and Wu Yun successfully reunited.

"Is everything going smoothly?" Wu Yun asked with concern.

Lin Yi: "..."

The killing went smoothly, but the tribulation might...

With six thousand years of cultivation, he had indeed reached the required level. He felt his body heating up, accompanied by a faint, persistent pain.

This final year of cultivation brought a feeling of breaking through limits. Of the previous few times, the first one was the most intense, while the two in between were relatively uneventful. But this time, Lin Yi had a feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

From this perspective, the Blood Sacrifice Array not only obscures the Heavenly Dao, but also helps the body to gently digest the side effects of physical cultivation advancement.

The increase in cultivation over the past few hundred years was like warm currents strengthening the body, while breaking through the limits was about transforming the body.

Recalling the incident with Qu Jing before, Lin Yi dared not repeat it.

Even if we could do it all over again, it couldn't be a cat!

Although the cat was cute, Wuyun was so small that Lin Yi couldn't bring himself to touch it.

"Things aren't going well, Wuyun. Keep an eye on the military camp for me. If anything changes, come find me immediately. Remember, don't get involved yourself."

"I understand!"

Wu Yun said arrogantly, "I'm not stupid. I've been protecting Xiao Se for so many years. Why would I need Lin Yi to remind me what I can and cannot do?"

Lin Yi's willingness to entrust her with such an important task clearly demonstrates his high regard for her abilities.

Little did Wu Yun know that Lin Yi simply wanted to be a protector.

With the military camp lacking its leader, a mutiny was highly likely. Lin Yi leaving Dark Cloud behind provided an extra layer of protection.

He Qian is despicable, but not all of his soldiers deserve to die.

If it could reduce the killing, Lin Yi was willing to make some effort.

It's a pity that it gave the monk time to call for help.

As Lin Yi had predicted, the Moon-White Light Buddha was indeed shaking people.

Judging from the resolute tone in Lin Yi's voice when he left, he must have some backup plan.

The Buddha of Moonlight and Light dared not presume upon his profound spiritual attainment. Since he could seek help from others, why did he choose to fight alone?

Coincidentally, he also had several friends nearby, one of whom was Zhiyan Mingwang, from the Jingtian Sect.

One is the Centipede Demon King, from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Demons.

This centipede demon king is also a hidden figure not recorded among the nine great demon kings. His cultivation is not low, and his status in the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance is second only to the alliance leader.

The human race has hidden some experts, and so has the demon race; however, neither side knows how many the other has hidden.

But it doesn't matter, no matter how well it's hidden, it will eventually be exposed.

The world is about to undergo a transformation unprecedented in a thousand years, which is a golden opportunity to turn the world upside down and reverse the balance of yin and yang.

The two helpers of Moonlight Buddha were no less powerful than him. Even if Lin Yi had obtained some magic treasure or broken through his realm, he shouldn't be able to kill the three of them, right?

The Moonlit Buddha felt that his actions were prudent enough.