Chapter 241: Lin Baiwei's Journey to the Capital
Chapter 241: Lin Baiwei's Journey to the Capital
A Demon-Slaying General had arrived at the Director's Office of the Demon Hunters.
What surprised everyone even more was the crimson-faced lion-camel aura.
"Another Condensing Core Realm Demon Lord from Qingzhou?"
"Another Jade Elixir Realm Martial Artist?"
"No, isn't this Silver Bell Demon Hunter also called Shen Yi?"
The woman in charge at the Director's Office listened intently, and the name sounded increasingly familiar. She decided to ask directly.
Chen Qiankun coughed twice, never expecting that Shen Yi would become so famous in the Imperial City after leaving Qingzhou just two months ago. Even the Demon Hunters' Director's Office could casually mention his name.
The woman sighed helplessly, "No need to wait, just go ahead."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Chen Qiankun walked out of the office in a daze. When did Qingzhou gain such influence in the Martial Temple? He bowed apologetically to his colleagues who had been waiting for a long time.
However, these people all smiled and returned the gesture without any resentment.
Ever since the incident in Songzhou, everyone was worried that their state might suddenly catch fire, and they would have to rely on the Patrol Commander.
Compared to that, what was a little queue-jumping?
"Strange."
The elder couldn't quite understand it, but he still walked back to the carriage and shared the news with Lin Baiwei.
"Then I'll go..."
Lin Baiwei looked a bit listless.
Chen Qiankun instinctively turned back, and sure enough, the two figures from earlier were already gone.
"It's fine, go and cultivate. I'll take you to find him after you're done."
"I don't want to go."
Lin Baiwei rubbed her face, trying to look normal, and walked into the hall with a sullen expression.
All she wanted now was to return to Qingzhou.
Looking at the thirteen golden bodhimandas shining with gold and jade, Lin Baiwei buried her head and sat on the meditation cushion as usual, her mind wandering.
Now that the person was gone, the aura he left behind had also disappeared, leaving her without even a thought to cling to!
Thick white mist sealed the hall's entrance.
"Don't space out, pay attention."
A fair and slender hand casually ruffled her hair, and a familiar calm and gentle voice sounded from behind.
Lin Baiwei trembled all over and turned back in surprise.
The handsome youth withdrew his hand and stood straight, his pitch-black and clear eyes gazing at her quietly. The silk blue robe swayed slightly, further accentuating his tall figure.
Lin Baiwei's cheeks turned red instantly.
She never expected to see Shen Yi here and was completely unprepared, feeling a bit caught off guard.
"Tsk."
The remaining three temple priests stared at the young girl with interest, seeming quite familiar with Shen Yi.
"What are you doing here?"
Lin Baiwei's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz as she turned to the priests, "I..."
"It's fine, take your time, we're not in a hurry."
The priests managed a smile, appearing extremely patient.
The last time Lin Baiwei came to cultivate at the Martial Temple, she had met these priests. Except for the ugliest old priest, the others all had cold faces, unlike their current amiable expressions.
Wait a moment—
She finally remembered why Shen Yi's blue robe seemed so familiar.
This robe would be ordinary anywhere else.
But in the Martial Temple, only the temple priests in charge could wear blue robes!
Slap! Shen Yi's golden ledger landed on her head, "Focus."
Instead of seizing the opportunity to break through to the Condensing Core Realm, she was daydreaming here.
"Oh."
Lin Baiwei obediently closed her eyes.
Shen Yi casually pinched a spell, and after being a temple priest for so many days, he had learned this much.
With his gesture, the elderly priest on the altar slowly opened his eyes.
Soon, a golden light peeled away from the Dharmic Body and landed on Lin Baiwei.
Time passed slowly.
Finally, another fifty percent emerged, returning to the Golden Body.
The three temple priests nodded slightly, excluding the demonic monster; such talent could already be considered excellent.
A blue-faced lion exchanged for eight tempering sessions.
Shen Yi remained calm, occasionally pinching the spell formation, but most of the time, his attention was on the Martial Temple Ancestor.
The same Golden Body Technique, but there were no crimson patterns on the other's body.
It must be due to the difference in the objects used for suppression.
With his miscellaneous thoughts suppressed within the demon soul, he naturally would also be tainted with some demonic aura.
Day turned to night.
The eighth tempering session finally ended.
Shen Yi sensed the aura on Lin Baiwei, which was just a step away from Essence Gathering Perfection, and shook his head. He raised his hand to pinch a spell formation, then woke up the Martial Temple Ancestor who had just fallen asleep.
The ninth golden light instantly descended.
Lin Baiwei opened her eyes in surprise, then shook her head slightly in apprehension.
She didn't want Shen Yi to take advantage of his position and do something inappropriate.
"Condense your core."
Shen Yi glanced at her.
When he had brought back some silver from the Lin family, this woman had suspected him of robbing the neighbors. Now, she was being suspicious again. Was his image really that bad? The other temple priests shook their heads with a smile.
Not to mention that Shen Yi still had one more tempering opportunity left from last time; even if he didn't, they would still give him the Golden Ledger. It was just a small matter.
...
The white mist at the entrance of the Martial Temple dispersed.
A young man in a long robe strolled out, followed by a well-behaved young girl.
"Did you come alone?"
"I also have Elder General Chen."
Hearing this, Shen Yi nodded and took Lin Baiwei to the neighboring Demon Suppressing Command Headquarters.
The sword-wielding woman was still waiting.
Shen Yi politely cupped his hands, "Madam Lin, you've waited a long time."
Previously, at the Second Hall, he had met a couple from Li Prefecture, who were disciples of the Artifact Sect. The woman was Madam Lin Qingyang.
"The Patrol Commander is too kind," Madam Lin hurriedly returned the greeting.
Patrol Commander? Lin Baiwei quietly stood behind Shen Yi, stealing glances at his back.
It seemed that wherever he went, he became an extraordinary presence.
Even after knowing him for so long, Lin Baiwei still felt a little uncomfortable.
This was the Imperial City, after all.
But everyone they met was extremely polite to Shen Yi.
He was no longer the same person who had once been a lowly runner in a cramped room, chewing on burnt food with her.
"I've been secluded in the Martial Temple for a long time, and I don't know much either. If the Patrol Commander wishes to know more, I can send someone back to Li Prefecture to inquire."
This time, it was Madam Lin who had taken the initiative to seek out Shen Yi.
The Artifact Sect in Li Prefecture was a famous power in Great Tian, renowned for their divine skills in forging magical artifacts.
But all along, it seemed that the ultimate-grade magical artifact was their limit.
"I didn't agree with the Artifact Sect seeking help from the Green Hill when they did," Madam Lin shook her head.
To break through their limits, the Artifact Sect invited the most versatile Green Hill Fox Demon to assist them.
There was nothing to hide about this matter.
Although the Green Hill was a demonic force, they were special. Even if they came to the Great Tian Imperial City, the Martial Temple would most likely welcome them.
After all, no one wanted to offend a strong neutral force for no reason.
But the problem was the lack of control.
That fox demon, who knew what he was thinking, actually sent an invitation to Qingzhou in the name of the Artifact Sect.
When the Artifact Sect Ancestor learned of this, he secretly felt something was amiss, but he didn't dare offend the fox demon, so he hurriedly sent someone to the Imperial City to report.
(End of Chapter)
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