Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 232 - : A Lasting Lesson_1

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: A Lasting Lesson_1

Yang Qianxiang had always thought that Officer Shen was sent by the Martial Temple to aid Song State.

But now, it seemed that things weren’t quite as he had thought.

The four temple priests approached with an aggressive momentum, showing a posture of demanding someone from him.

“Where is he!”

Wu Dao’an took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger.

He had finally returned.

If he didn’t teach Shen Yi a lesson today, all his years of cultivating the Yin God would have been for nothing.

The other temple priests saw the anger in Brother Wu’s demeanor yet did not try to dissuade him.

What do prodigies fear the most?

Falling before they have a chance to grow.

Such young people are always proud and arrogant, not heeding to counsel. Now that they have attracted the attention of Qingqiu, they indeed need to be taught properly. It is better to be stern than to secretly lament after something truly unfortunate occurs.

“He… he went back.”

Yang Qianxiang’s thin figure was surrounded in the middle, his throat swallowing saliva, his hand pointing towards the courtyard.

Before he finished speaking,

he was lifted by the Yin God and flown straight towards the courtyard.

The three temple priests saw Brother Wu directly summon the Yin God and all of them shook their heads with a bitter smile, then stepped forward to follow.

Was it really necessary? Could it be that this Patrol Envoy, having just returned, could have run off again?

…

The courtyard.

Shen Yi sat on the bed holding the Golden Wolf Jade Token, pretending to be as still as a wooden post.

He had just opened the panel.

Then he heard a gentle knock on the door.

He opened his eyes and used his breath to push the door open.

He saw Yang Qianxiang standing weakly in front, followed by a Yin God standing with his hands behind his back, his body encircled by two dense cloud patterns.

Soon, three more figures in green robes stepped into the courtyard.

Attracted by the events, streams of ethereal Yin Gods gathered quietly in the courtyard, standing in a row to watch the commotion.

“…”

Shen Yi furrowed his brow looking outside, slightly puzzled.

What was going on?

“Junior Brother Shen, was your trip to Song State interesting?” Wu Dao’an asked with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Shen Yi glanced at the numbers on the panel and nodded slightly: “Not bad.”

“Will you go again next time?” Wu Dao’an’s eyes twitched twice, and the other three temple priests also reluctantly stepped forward.

“It depends.”

Shen Yi felt something was amiss but still nodded lightly.

Whether he would go or not mainly depended on whether there was anything there that attracted him.

As soon as these words were said, the temple priests all coughed unconsciously: “Ahem.”

Sure enough, Wu Dao’an’s expression changed slightly, and he walked straight up to the young man.

His palm clenched slightly tighter, and his breathing became much more rapid.

“Yo.”

The line of Yin Gods watching from outside showed more interest on their faces; it had been a long time since they had seen old ghost Wu make a move.

The temple priests exchanged looks, and, unable to hold back, tried to offer a word of caution.

While it was important to teach him a lesson, they should not harm the young man’s dignity too much.

“Junior Brother Shen.”

In the full view of everyone, Wu Dao’an forced an ugly smile, gently patted Shen Yi’s shoulder, and said earnestly, “Listen to this old man’s rambling for a bit. The world is vast, what does Jiuzhou amount to? When it’s time to study, you should concentrate on your practice.”

“If you succeed in forming the Dharma Aspect Golden Body, reaching the Transcendent Spirit Realm, you would have a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. Then, what pleasures of the world can’t you enjoy? What beautiful sights can’t you see? Why rush for a moment’s thrill?”

“Have you got that?”

Wu Dao’an awkwardly tried to make his smile more amiable.

“…”

Shen Yi subconsciously wanted to slap away that old face, his fingers twitched, but he still restrained himself.

“You see, even if you go to Song State, other than wasting time, what effect can it have?” Wu Dao’an patiently advised.

Yang Qianxiang suddenly raised his head cautiously, “He also killed two Demon Kings, clearing all the demons from Song State…”

Only now did he realize something.

That was that the Martial Temple seemed to not understand Officer Shen’s strength.

“Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about, he’s a Yin God Cultivator…”

Wu Dao’an turned his head and gave the other party a cold glare.

“Officer Shen has unparalleled body refining skills, suppressing all of Great Qian, this is the true path a Yin God Cultivator should follow.” When it came to this, Yang Qianxiang became somewhat more obstinate.

“…”

In the courtyard, more than a dozen Yin Gods fell into silence.

They were the highest realm Yin God Cultivators of the Great Qian Dynasty, and at this moment, a Song State General, a mere Lower Realm Martial Immortal, was actually teaching them what the true path of the Yin God was.

Many Yin Gods began rolling up their sleeves.

The plump temple attendant in green robes hurried into the room, glared at Wu Dao’an; was this sly old ghost the type to give others a deep impression?!

Such a loser.

He turned his gaze to Yang Qianxiang: “You just said that it was this Officer Shen who cleared the demonic disaster from Song State for you? Relying on what… the Body Refining Technique?”

Reminded by him, the rest of the people began to recuperate their spirits.

Compared to what the true path of the Yin God was, the events in Song State were even more incomprehensible.

“Who says Martial Immortals have weak physical bodies, Officer Shen doesn’t need the Dao Infant, he didn’t even use the essence of heaven and earth, merely with his fists, he literally beat a Demon King to death.”

Yang Qianxiang swept his gaze over the crowd; he had seen everything clearly and was naturally full of confidence.

Even these deeply cultivated Martial Immortals were shocked on the spot for a moment.

Their minds couldn’t imagine the scene he described.

Not to mention martial artists, even demons need to mobilize demonic power, with just the physical body?

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“You’ve also cultivated the Body Refining Technique?!”

The smile on Wu Dao’an’s face instantly faded, and he became somewhat irritable.

What a waste! What a waste!

He had thought that for Shen Yi to achieve Martial Immortal at his age was already a talent shocking the world, unexpectedly, the latter also cultivated both physical body and Yin God?

How about you cultivate the Dao Infant while you’re at it?

If he had spent this time on the Yin God, maybe he could already be starting to solidify the Golden Body.

“Foolish, lifespan is not something to be wasted like this.” Wu Dao’an said angrily, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

“That…”

Shen Yi let go of his hand and revealed the Golden Wolf Jade Token in his palm.

Seeing this, Wu Dao’an paused, then shouted at the others: “Now get out, don’t delay his cultivation here!”

Turning back, he found Shen Yi silently staring at him.

Wu Dao’an smacked his lips and said helplessly, “I’m also leaving, you cultivate in peace, if you need anything come look for me, or go to the Armory to take what you need.”

Everyone left the room, and they gently closed the door behind them.

They walked all the way to the edge of the courtyard.

Wu Dao’an finally stopped, staring blankly behind him: “They say the Heavens are fair, but we all have bodies born and raised by our parents, so why is there such a huge disparity?”

What others painstakingly pursue as the Dao, seems to be without any bottleneck for the young man, who even has the spare capacity to learn other things and excel in them as well.

“Brother Wu doesn’t have to feel that he has made a mistake.”

The plump temple attendant consoled him: “Don’t forget, our Great Qian had once produced such a prodigy too… Brother Zhu solidified his pill at twenty, embraced the pill and nurtured the spirit at twenty-six, and he began to refine his Golden Body at forty.”

Upon mentioning this name, everyone fell silent.

“Now he’s three thousand nine hundred years old, isn’t he still guarding the Golden Body Technique in the Armory, the whole person foolishly dazed, dryly waiting for the day his Yin God crumbles.”

“Junior Brother Shen should take him as a lesson…”

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