Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Great Qian, Li State.

The black-robed Mysterious Sword streaked across the sky and landed atop a peak of Qi Sect.

Nie Jun stowed away the Mysterious Sword, took out a liquor gourd and shook it haphazardly a few times, then let out a sigh and leisurely began walking down the mountain.

On the small mountain path, two figures who had been waiting eagerly approached with quick steps.

The elder and Mei Xiyao bowed respectfully, "Senior Nie, you must be worn out, do you need us to prepare dinner for you?"

Upon hearing about the turmoil that struck Great Qian, Eight Directions Food Pavilion had also relocated here at the first opportunity, seeking refuge while conveniently preparing meals for Nie Jun.

"Prepare nonsense."

Nie Jun raised an eyebrow and tossed the liquor gourd over, "Fill it up for me."

He was almost fed up.

Just as he found a few tasty Demons, that Golden Body Dharma Identity just had to show up unreasonably, claim the Demon corpses, and leave without even greeting him.

If it arrived earlier, it would even try to snatch the Demons' lives right out of his hands, blatantly disregarding the fearsome reputation of Mysterious Sword True Man.

Having killed so many Demons, his taste buds were nearly numb; it was true suffering.

"I'll go now and bring it to you as soon as possible."

Mei Xiyao took the liquor gourd, ready to turn around.

But she saw Nie Jun's expression change slightly as he glanced in a certain direction, then withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Never mind, you keep it there, I'll come by later to pick it up."

Having said that, he walked towards the bamboo forest in the middle of the mountain under their watchful eyes.

Passing through the slightly swaying bamboo forest, he arrived at an open vista on the edge of a cliff.

Nie Jun halted, looked indifferently ahead at the figure in a white robe, and asked, "What do you want with me?"

He didn't know why the person had left Wutong Mountain, nor was he interested.

"..."

Ye Wenxuan slowly turned around, looked at the Nanyang black robe on Nie Jun, remained silent for a long while, and then suddenly smiled, "You look quite proper in that vestment robe."

Seeing that Nie Jun still wore that indifferent expression as if somebody owed him money,

Ye Wenxuan didn't get angry but just shook her head slightly, "Having killed so many Demonic Beasts, your restless heart should have calmed down by now, shouldn't it?"

Hearing this, Nie Jun finally lifted his eyelids, "What now, you want to tie me up with that broken rope again? Do as you like."

Looking at the young man's rebellious face, Ye Wenxuan turned back around, looking down the cliff, "You don't need to be so sarcastic. As a master, I'm also considering the bigger picture. You don't approve, and I don't care."

"I came here just to remind you of something."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, "Are you all so sure that the old dog won't come out? Is it Shen Yi's guarantee, or have you not even considered this matter? If I remember correctly, I already discussed the old stories of Wutong Mountain with you when you first began your training."

"There's nothing that can bind it. If it leaves the Thousand Demon Cave, you will witness what a true massacre is."

Ye Wenxuan waved to call Nie Jun, "I know you're thoughtless and easily manipulated, and I don't blame Shen Yi. He's just too young and impulsive. Remember, you're fortunate to still have me as your master in this world."

While she spoke, a stone emitting a faint light appeared in her palm.

"I'm giving you now what I promised years ago. As to whether it can save you from the grave mistake you've made, that's up to you."

"As master and disciple, our words end here."

The woman's voice still echoed in the bamboo forest, but her figure slowly dispersed in the mountain breeze.

"..."

Nie Jun looked at the faintly glowing stone in his hand.

His expression remained unchanged.

After a moment, he casually tucked it into his sleeve.

He turned and walked in the direction Mei Xiyao had left.

It wasn't until Nie Jun's figure disappeared beyond the bamboo forest and the mountain breeze picked up again that Ye Wenxuan stood once more at the cliff's edge, her gaze growing deeper.

Within the Nanyang Sect, only one person could make decisions.

There was no such thing as equality.

Only the choices she had made over the years were the correct path, and only she was qualified to be the first to step out of the Nanyang Sect and announce the birth of the new Sect Master to the world.

As for the matter of the first Cave Demon Emperor.

Based on Ye Wenxuan's understanding of the old dog, it was highly likely that the Phoenix had already been released.

It was also the perfect opportunity to let these young people understand that any rash action comes with a price.

...

Fairy mountains were surrounded by mist and clouds.

The towering hall was empty.

With a flick of his foot, the Spirit Emperor kicked away the meditation mat below, and fury surged in Dan Feng's red eyes, "Where is everyone?! Where is my elixir?!"

His primary goal in coming here had been the Mysterious Light Cave.

Among the three-party alliance, this place was the best for his nourishment.

Yet upon setting foot in Mysterious Light Cave, he discovered these people had long fled, leaving not a single person in sight.

Impossible.

Could someone have leaked the news of his departure from the Thousand Demon Cave?

"Enough."

The Spirit Emperor regulated his breath and sat down on the central meditation mat.

With each exhale,

Flames unfurled from the mat and soon turned the entire hall into a fiery inferno.

Although he hadn't been able to consume the essence of Mysterious Light Cave, he had still managed about seventy to eighty percent.

It was passable for an attempt at a breakthrough.

The Spirit Emperor closed his eyes, his red wings slightly unfolding.

His face gradually covered in fine down, and his red lips and white teeth transformed into a sharp beak.

As the last Red-Eyed Mysterious Phoenix of Nanyang Sect,

His bloodline was an existence beyond the comprehension of all living beings in this forsaken land.

Only at the age of eight thousand had he been nailed down by the old dog, and his entire body's growth halted.

Otherwise, even in a land scarce of Spiritual Energy, if he were allowed to grow normally, with his lifespan of ninety thousand years, he wouldn't just be approaching Union Dao but at least on par with a Cultivator who had succeeded in ascending to White Jade Capital.