Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

"Nine Demon Transformation Technique."

He glanced again at the name of this new martial arts technique.

Shen Yi sighed and looked inward, observing the blood-red, menacing Dao Infant, and even the Yin God beside it seemed to be affected, exuding a trace of killing intent.

Why did he seem to be straying further and further from the image of a chivalrous young hero that he had envisioned?

In white garments, leading a fine steed, with a sword at his side, he traveled the world.

When he was in Baiyun County, it was because his life was in danger, and he had no luxury of choice; he would have been thrilled to have any martial arts to practice.

He had thought that after resolving the troubles left by his predecessor, perhaps he could take things a bit easier and do some of the things he wanted, such as to draw his sword to help those in need and make the acquaintance of several heroic and valiant female knights, leaving behind a legend in the world of martial artists.

Yet, no sooner had he left the county town than he stumbled into the huge pit of the demonic disaster in Qingzhou.

A chivalrous young hero, a legend among martial artists... and then being greeted with shouts of "That demon is Officer Shen" as soon as he showed his face.

Shen Yi's eyelid twitched.

Now that he had slain the Howling Moon Demon King and Lady Qinghua, Qingzhou was temporarily stable, but he had again incurred the wrath of an existence like the Thousand Demon Cave, which sounded very troublesome just by the name.

In less than a year, his adversaries had evolved from an intelligent black-skinned Dog Demon to a Demon Emperor of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

And Shen Yi was someone who particularly disliked surprises.

Logically, with his current level of power and cultivation, as long as he did not encounter a Demon Emperor, at the very least he should be safe and sound, and the world should be wide enough for him to wander.

Moreover, the Demon Emperor was currently occupied and could not break free.

But if he were to encounter one by accident...

Thinking of this, Shen Yi focused his mind and turned his gaze towards the panel.

If there is no way forward, then the only option is to stand firmer where you are!

[Primordial Nine Demon Transformation Technique: Not Initiated]

[Remaining demonic lifespan: 8,552 years]

The original plan was to forge a demonic body with Demon Blood. The approach of this martial arts technique was to nurture Immortal Demons, like feeding the Dao Infant, and promote the growth of all nine demons to the level of Demon Kings.

The Nine Demons were also confined within his body.

Going around in circles, it still came down to Body Refining.

Shen Yi channeled the demonic lifespan into it.

[Year one, you mobilize the Demon Blood within your body, fusing it into your flesh and bones to nurture the Immortal Flood Dragon. It obediently consumes it, and a strand of bright red veins appear on its body formed from condensed demonic power, beginning to digest the Demon Blood]

The Immortal Flood Dragon was originally formed from the condensation of demonic power in a nascent demon pill.

It was far from being on par with a Demon King, and the assistance it provided Shen Yi had become almost negligible.

But now, with the infusion of Demon Blood, the aura of the Immortal Flood Dragon was rapidly increasing.

[Year fifty-two, the Immortal Flood Dragon has successfully absorbed a drop of Demon Blood, and its cultivation is nearing that of the Immortal Deer. It moves unconsciously within your body, and both the Mountain Lord and the Toad Lord naturally make way for it.]

...

Shen Yi watched the panel, having a rough idea in his mind.

Initially, the White Deer, as the weakest Embrace Pill Realm Demon Monarch, could only transform into a single drop of Demon Blood, while the level of the small Demon King was worth eight drops, and the two true Demon Kings were forty-six and eighty-six drops, respectively.

He wondered what the upper limit of this Immortal Flood Dragon was.

Notifications on the panel soared, and the demonic lifespan decreased accordingly.

[Year two thousand six hundred forty-nine, the Immortal Flood Dragon has digested the fiftieth drop of Demon Blood. Its body is covered with bright red patterns, which suddenly emit a faint glow, and an intense and imposing aura instantly spreads out. Even the Immortal Wolf must yield three steps before this aura.]

"Is it still consuming?"

Shen Yi looked inward and noticed that the Demon Blood was still depleting.

[Year three thousand eight hundred sixteen, after absorbing seventy-two drops of Demon Blood, the Immortal Flood Dragon finally stops eating. It appears more ferocious, and the other eight Immortal Demons all hide in a corner, no longer daring to approach it. Your innate Divine Skill from the Immortal Flood Dragon has been enhanced.]

[Primordial Nine Demon Transformation Technique: Initiated]

[Remaining demonic lifespan: 4,736 years]

From being the weakest one, it had leapt to become the strongest.

Shen Yi felt a faint burning sensation on his shoulder and, pulling aside his clothes to look, saw the originally dark golden dragon design reappear with a new streak of bright red, as if living blood was flowing through it.

The burning sensation originated from the dragon head's eye, which was also the place where the red was most intense.

"..."

Shen Yi stretched his arm, finding that the enhancement from this deduction was even more terrifying than when he had captured the Howling Moon Demon King.

No wonder it was called Demonic Martial Arts. As peculiar as they were, their effects were genuinely formidable.

Only forty-two drops of demon blood remained in his energy sea, which he would temporarily reserve as precious medicines for the Dao Infant's replenishment.

After redressing, he released Lady Qinghua, allowing her to enter the energy sea and the Yin God to further integrate with her.

For now, he would see how it goes.

If her performance was not up to par, or if stronger demonic beasts were encountered in the future, he could rebuild another demon soul, dissolve her, and replace her with another.

Summoning the Dao Infant attracted too much attention, and the red clouds were too ostentatious.

Shen Yi simply decided to use the Xiaoyao Riding the Wind Technique, making his way back to Qingzhou City slowly. It might be slow, but at least it wouldn't make people feel as though a demon was invading the city.

...

It was chaotic within the Demon-suppression Bureau Office.

The collapse of the buildings necessitated repairs.

Apart from the summoned artisans, countless Colonels were doing heavy manual labor, among which there were even Majors clad in great cloaks.

The recent tasks had become less frequent, going from being exhausting to actively searching for traces of demonic beasts.

Those fierce and brutal beasts now wished nothing more than to leave Qingzhou silently, avoiding the Demon-suppression Bureau's watchful gaze.

"You're back?"

In the yard, a document fluttered in the air, next to Jiang Qiulan who was meditating with closed eyes.

Seeing Jiang Yuanhua, Shen Yi suddenly admired the other's state of mind, "You haven't left yet?"

The Yin God was nearly dissipating into smoke, yet he still remained calm and composed.

"I want to take a longer look at Qingzhou."

Jiang Yuanhua laughed heartily. Chen Qiankun once said he would end up isolated.

Now that he lacked a physical body and was invisible to all, it actually resolved that issue quite nicely.

Out of sight, out of mind, after all.

"By the way, this is the report I plan to submit to the Martial Temple. Can you check if there's anything wrong with it?"

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Being personally involved, Shen Yi didn't hold back and took the document to examine it.

It was a very formal report of his duties.

It announced the demise of the Demon King but used a mixture of truths and a single lie to blur the details of the actual process. Lady Qinghua was also omitted from the narrative.

Closing the document, Shen Yi looked up, "Thank you."

"As long as you don't mind, it's all good. Whatever rewards the Imperial Court offers, you can claim them on my behalf and keep them for yourself," said Jiang Yuanhua with a nod.

As for merits and promotions, he was now just a wisp of Yin God, so these material gains could be directly "gifted" to Shen Yi.

Both of them didn't spell it out clearly, but the intention was quite evident.

Jiang Yuanhua would never fully trust anyone, including the Martial Temple. Offending the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor was too significant a matter to keep hidden, but at the very least, he could obscure the identity of the one who had acted.

Even if there was only a slim chance that the Martial Temple might not withstand pressure and betray Shen Yi's identity to outsiders, he wanted to eliminate it in advance.

Of course, even if he used his power as a General to cover it up, those with intent to investigate could uncover the truth, especially since Qingzhou was secluded and far from the direct oversight of the Emperor. Nonetheless, the matter would eventually come to light.

But in Jiang Yuanhua's opinion, given Shen Yi's terrifying rate of growth, even if he could keep the secret for just another year or half, it was very much worth it.

"It's time for me to go."

Jiang Yuanhua retrieved the document and added a reminder, "You have met Consort Ji and must have heard of the Mysterious Light Cave. This place has many disciples with various personalities. With the Martial Temple being weak and unable to assert its voice..."