https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-627-He-s-Not-Stupid-But-Are-You-Smart-/12947029/
Chapter 628: What Am I? I'm Your Immortal Official, Shen Yi!
Chapter 628: What Am I? I'm Your Immortal Official, Shen Yi!
"Senior Brother, I feel something strange in my heart."
The Dao Companion of Ziyun Sect looked at the towering city walls ahead and quickly stepped into the city gate, but the female disciple suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"..."
The male disciple's face also changed slightly, staring intently at the city guard beside him. He realized that the guard seemed completely oblivious to their presence, and in that instant, a bead of sweat the size of a bean slid down his forehead.
"We're in trouble!"
Jianyang Prefecture was blessed by the Imperial Qi, and few dared to practice demonic arts here. Aside from the Earth God, there were other Immortal Officials stationed in the government office, and the prefect himself could command the Imperial Qi to repel enemies.
Unless the Bodhimanda Sect cultivator didn't value his life, he would never dare to commit evil within the city.
The two of them had been targeted from the very beginning!
The path they had taken was not the way back to the city at all.
With this realization, the male disciple suddenly looked inside the city gate. Instead of the familiar streets, he saw a dimly lit temple.
Inside the temple stood a single statue, its back turned to them. However, based on its attire, it was the same statue they had seen in the commoner's house earlier.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the city gate suddenly closed, blocking out the last ray of light and cutting off their retreat.
The Dao Companion leaned against each other, their faces turning pale in an instant.
When the city gate caught fire, the innocent were affected.
The two Bodhimanda Sect cultivators were fighting, and these three fools had meddled in their affairs, becoming the innocent victims.
Their lives were in peril!
...
Inside the dimly lit temple, a tall and slender youth slowly halted his steps, closed the copybook in his hand, and looked forward.
Shen Yi had experienced eye-dazzling techniques before, but this was the first time he encountered one that completely evaded his detection.
On the high altar, the statue that had its back to the temple door slowly turned around.
Dust fell as it hunched its shoulders and turned to look at them.
It wore a monk's robe but had a mouse-like head with a long, thin mouth that curled into a mocking smile.
It turned around and casually sat on the altar, stroking its long beard, "Do you know why I came for you first?"
Without waiting for Shen Yi's response, it raised its voice, like a sharp opera singer, "Because you're despicable!"
"You have no background, no strength, yet you dare to meddle in everything."
The mouse demon, like an eunuch, pointed with its index finger and lectured, "Who will die if not you?"
The two sect disciples were clearly unaware of the Bodhimanda Sect's involvement, but the person before them, holding the Bodhimanda Sect's Lotus Platform Art, must know who they are pursuing.
This made the mouse demon feel offended.
What truly displeased it was that even after it had revealed itself, the youth showed no fear or trepidation, standing there like a fool, neither kneeling nor begging for mercy.
Killing him so easily wouldn't alleviate Zhi Kong's guilty conscience.
Just then, the mouse demon's ears twitched.
The next moment, a thunderous roar, like a deafening low growl, echoed outside the temple.
"Stop!"
Along with the roar, there was the deafening sound of a stick being swung.
With a boom, the entire dim temple trembled violently!
The blow seemed to land on the mouse demon's back, causing it to stumble and fall from the altar. Its already injured body now suffered a relapse of its old wounds.
"You..."
The mouse demon slowed its steps, its face contorting into a sinister smile as it stopped in front of Shen Yi.
Then, its entire smile froze on its face.
Even as the blows outside rained down like a fierce storm, causing its body to hunch over, its expression remained unchanged.
The mouse demon stared at the youth in a daze.
The youth calmly took out a White Rhino Seal from his sleeve and held it quietly in his palm.
On his fair and handsome face, a pair of pitch-black eyes shone with clarity.
The youth seemed to say everything and nothing at the same time.
He was not just anything; he was the personal envoy of the Immortal Court, a 7th-rank Immortal Official, and a parent to the realm.
"I... I..."
The mouse demon swallowed hard, its eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
Technically, the Immortal Court was governed by the Three Teachings, including the Bodhimanda Sect, so there was no need to fear an Immortal Official... But this certainly didn't apply to an ordinary cultivator like itself.
Power is power, and status is status.
Attacking an Immortal Official, even if it's a mere rebel, let alone a proper follower of a Venerable, it's unlikely anyone would dare to protect it.
Moreover, this person possesses Dao Realm cultivation and wields a Seventh Rank Immortal Seal. Who would believe that they have no connections?
"High Immortal, this might be a misunderstanding."
The entire temple trembled under Zhi Kong's destructive rampage, and the rat demon's body shook uncontrollably.
It didn't quite understand. Although it had committed a grave crime, it was an internal affair within the sect, not a violation of heavenly laws. How could it attract the pursuit of an Immortal Official?
"Huff."
Using this Immortal Seal was too risky. Shen Yi had been observing, searching for an alternative solution.
To demonstrate a cultivation technique before a Venerable was almost akin to seeking death. For the moment, Zhi Kong couldn't break through.
Now that the seal had been taken out... there was no more talk of misunderstandings.
Shen Yi wasn't Shi Ren; he only knew how to use the seal to smash people.
His five fingers clenched slightly, and the Four Flood Immortal Force swiftly surged into his body, causing a warm white glow to emanate from his skin, making his entire body resemble jade. As his robe fluttered, he had already ascended to the True Immortal Realm.
"Halt!"
At the same time as he sensed this change, the rat demon drew a mixed iron rod from the void and held it in front of him. Its body erupted in motion, and it rushed towards the high platform!
Simultaneously, Shen Yi's heart stirred.
In the instant the Four Flood Immortal Force empowered his body, he suddenly felt something move within him.
The treasure mountain he had obtained from the Mountain-Shifting Sect had been dormant, but now, under the nourishment of Immortal Force, it radiated a brilliant light.
Shen Yue... Subduing the Heavens.
Shen Yi's gaze fixed on the front, and everything within the temple seemed to freeze, including the flickering firelight and the rat demon that had leaped into midair.
The rat, clad in a monk's robe, had a hideous expression, as if trapped in a mud pit. It clenched the mixed iron rod in both hands but couldn't move it an inch.
Outside the temple, the low roars continued incessantly.
Another blow from the rod shook the temple and struck the rat demon's back. With the suppression of Shen Yue's Subduing the Heavens, it was completely unprepared this time. It took the full force of the blow and spat out a mouthful of blood.
What terrified it the most was that even the blood it spat out hung in midair.
Within the temple, only the black-robed youth remained unaffected. He strode forward, walking through the blood-soaked air, and grabbed the rat demon by the neck.
Boom!
In an instant, the rat demon was thrown to the ground like a broken sack! It summoned a golden light to protect its body, clearly a genuine cultivator, but compared to Zhi Kong, its cultivation was far inferior.
Shen Yi clenched his fist and fiercely smashed it towards the rat demon's face!
The fist, also imbued with jade light, effortlessly shattered the thin golden light, crushing its cheekbone.
Blood splattered onto Shen Yi's jade-like skin, adding a hint of ferocity to the ethereal youth.
"You've gone too far!"
The rat demon finally managed to break free from Shen Yue's restraint and swung its rod to strike.
However, the entire temple was under Shen Yi's control. He grabbed the mixed iron rod with his other hand and pulled it towards himself.
Bang—
His long boots stomped down on the rat demon's chest, pinning it to the ground. Shen Yi, expressionless, raised the long rod, and the Four Flood Immortal Force surged into it. In an instant, the rod, imbued with immense power, smashed down upon the rat demon's body.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The dull sounds of breaking bones and muscles reverberated throughout the hall.
Shen Yi relentlessly continued his assault, and blood soaked his robes, even splattering onto his face.
The rat demon, from its initial muffled groans to its head tilting to the side, gradually lost all signs of life. Its entire body, along with the monk's robe, had turned into a mess, making it unrecognizable as a human form.
Clang.
Shen Yi finally threw away the mixed iron rod, bent down, and pulled the body up. With practiced movements, he searched for a moment, and a bloodstained scripture appeared in his hand.
The scripture seemed to be crafted from golden pages, and the blood droplets on it didn't seep in.
He shook it a few times, and the words "Dragon Tiger Scripture" became clear.
The rustling pages revealed the characters to Shen Yi's eyes.
At the same time.
The entire temple slowly dissipated, transforming into a graveyard.
In the graveyard, only a few mouse holes remained.
Zhi Kong, holding the long rod high, stared at the scene before him in astonishment, blinking a few times before finally regaining his senses.
The black-robed youth, covered in blood, held a corpse in one hand and the Dragon Tiger Scripture in the other. With the graveyard's night wind blowing, the scene felt surreal.
At another mouse hole.
The two Zi Yun Sect cultivators, already terrified and paralyzed on the ground, stared at Shen Yi with distorted expressions, still unable to recover from the previous shock.
They tried to clear their thoughts, but found their minds becoming more chaotic.
Two Bodhimanda Sect cultivators were fighting, and in the process, they almost ended up dealing with three mortals who had accidentally wandered into the fray.
And now, one of those mortals was standing there, holding the cultivator...
Looking at the youth's nonchalant expression, it was clear he was a habitual offender, a murderer.
"Here."
Shen Yi took slow steps towards Zhikong Master and handed over the Dragon-Tiger Scripture.
Zhikong, the monk, was stunned for a long moment before quickly putting away his staff and receiving the scripture with both palms. The other party had helped retrieve such a valuable Dao fruit, yet he didn't even mention a word of gratitude.
Even without much experience, he felt his face flush with embarrassment.
"Thank you, benefactor!"
Zhikong retrieved the Dragon-Tiger Scripture and performed another grand bow of thanks. However, after glancing at the scripture, he noticed something amiss.
A scripture related to a cultivator's Dao fruit... If it had been read by different people, there would be traces left behind.
It seemed like a single reading wouldn't be a big deal.
But at their level, who wouldn't have a photographic memory?
He stood there, stunned for a moment, then quietly glanced at the Purple Cloud Sect Dao Companion couple who had also survived. He sighed inwardly and continued to express his gratitude while discreetly flipping through the scripture, erasing the traces to prevent the sect elders from discovering them.
If not for Shen Friend, the sin he had committed would have been enormous.
Hmm, it seems like he forgot something.
Zhikong looked at Shen Friend's empty, bloodstained right hand. What was he holding earlier? How did it disappear so quickly?
Oh no! It's his senior brother!
In the moment Zhikong realized this, before he could open his mouth, Shen Yi had already turned around.
He had personally slain a demon, and so far, there had been no precedent for letting it go.
However, Zhikong's subtle actions had not escaped Shen Yi's notice. Although he didn't know their specific purpose, seeing the master's guilty expression, it was highly likely he was trying to cover something up.
He would have to be more careful in the future.
"..."
Zhikong's face was filled with a bitter smile, and he sighed inwardly once more.
Shen Friend's actions were indeed peculiar, but he was definitely not a bad person; Zhikong could see that much.
Moreover, he had helped so much.
Never mind, never mind.
However, Zhikong was also curious. Shen Friend had clearly not reached the True Immortal stage, nor had he cultivated the Dao of a cultivator. How did he defeat his senior brother?
Zhikong wasn't one to be overly talkative. He quickly followed Shen Friend's steps.
"Master Zhikong! Senior Shen! Wait for us!"
The Purple Cloud Sect Dao Companion, who had just escaped death, was still in shock and dared not stay alone. He propped himself up and chased after them.
"..."
Shen Yi didn't have the mind to pay attention to others at the moment.
He slightly furrowed his brows, silently staring at his own panel.
A few simple prompts appeared.
[Slayed a Seventh-Rank Rat Demon, total lifespan of fourteen kalpas, remaining lifespan of five kalpas, absorption complete]
[Remaining lifespan of demons: Two hundred and one kalpas]
According to Master Zhikong's earlier explanation, one kalpa was equivalent to one hundred and twenty-nine thousand years.
Shen Yi repeatedly calculated several times to confirm he wasn't at a disadvantage before finally feeling relieved.
He then turned his attention to the other two prompts.
[Seventh-Rank. Three-Kalpa Lotus Platform Method: Not yet entered]
[Fifth-Rank. Dragon-Tiger Scripture: Not yet entered]
Master Zhikong had not lied. If not for the unexpected turn of events, he would have given away a cultivator's method comparable to a True Immortal's Dao fruit for a trivial matter.
However, compared to the Three-Kalpa Lotus Platform Method, the Dragon-Tiger Scripture obtained from the rat demon was of immeasurable value.
Obtaining the Dao fruit, one could attain the Arhat Realm, equivalent to the Taiyi Scattered Immortal.
With just eighty-one kalpas, he could obtain nearly three!
"Benefactor, it's too big to fit."
Zhikong silently followed behind Shen Yi, trying to avoid making things awkward while not daring to speak too directly. His face was filled with a bitter expression as he struggled to find the right words: "A third-rank lotus platform can't hold such a large fruit. To subdue the Dragon-Tiger, you'd need at least a six-kalpa lotus platform."
He looked at Shen Friend's face, was he really going to cultivate it?
The saying 'changing paths is like crossing a mountain' held true. From Scattered Immortal to cultivator, even the Ancestral Master would change. Was there really no psychological barrier to this?
"..."
Shen Yi's face froze slightly, and he lightly coughed twice. As expected, he had been found out.
He pretended not to understand.
Now that he had the rat demon's remains, there was no need to ask Master Zhikong any further questions.
The group continued on their way to the Earth Temple, each with their own thoughts.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter end
Report
