Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 341 - 339: Demon Emperor Shen of the Thousand Demon Cave

Chapter 341 -339: Demon Emperor Shen of the Thousand Demon Cave

Indeed, it is the Shape Changing Method taken from the secret chamber.

It took Shen Yi almost two hundred years to achieve perfection in his cultivation.

Thinking of what the elixir’s recipe said, “If one fails to achieve Divinity Transformation before a lifespan of over a hundred years, they must seek the aid of elixirs”… Shen Yi felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

But after all, it was only a scrap of paper, some exaggeration was normal and should not be taken seriously.

It just so happened that the remnant soul of the Golden Eyes Lion Emperor was also condensed.

[Demon Emperor (Remnant): Golden Eyes Lion Emperor]

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Shen Yi waited for it to regain consciousness.

Then, he started to change his shape to match the appearance of the other.

In almost an instant, a majestic Lion Demon, eight zhang in height, stood in place, its body, originally transformed from the Heavenly Devouring Demon Infant, even emitted a demonic aura.

“Golden eyes.”

Shen Yi used the Golden Eagle Divine Ability and manipulated his aura with the Golden Thunder White Jade Spiritual Root, layering his eyes with a golden sheen.

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He looked to the side.

From his eyes burst forth golden light, shattering a piece of green stone.

Setting aside its power, at least the appearance was nearly identical.

Finally, he looked again at the Golden Eyes Lion Emperor and began to adjust the details of his body, striving to make every strand of fur look exactly the same.

Shen Yi closed his eyes.

Many shocking wounds slowly appeared on his body.

His expression also became exhausted.

He lacked a bit of the Demon Emperor’s dignity but gained a bit more of the ferocity of a cornered beast.

“From now on, anytime someone speaks to me, you’ll inform me first with your usual habits.”

Having made all the preparations, Shen Yi commanded it.

“Yes!”

The Golden Eyes Lion Emperor finally came to his senses and bowed deeply.

Shen Yi retracted the Yin God and the Golden Bead back into his energy sea, and then, accompanied by the two Demon Souls, he openly set off towards the Thousand Demon Cave.

From now on, he was the Emperor of the Thousand Demon Cave.

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Wutong Mountain, in front of the first wooden hut.

Jiang Qiulan stood quietly at the doorway, beside her was a serpent egg, red as cinnabar.

She patiently waited.

Twelve days and nights passed, and her figure remained erect.

Several silhouettes gradually appeared in the sky, quietly looking down.

“Nie Shixiong, the person you brought back, won’t you help her out with a few words?”

Tong Xin’chuan looked to the side, a smile that was not quite a smile on her face.

Nie Jun, clad in a wide blue robe, stood on his Mysterious Sword, and said coldly, “I only want to know when this damn woman will let me out, I want to go to the Eight Directions Food Pavilion for a meal.”

Qingfeng Zhenren chewed on his preserved fruits and as Nie Shixiong looked over, he secretly tucked the fruits back into his Storage Bag with an almost imperceptible motion.

He too had been locked up.

As for the remaining snacks, forget about sharing them.

“Such virtue.”

Nie Jun sneered dismissively, “Go fetch me a meal.”

When Tang Yuan, who had been suddenly called upon, heard this, he froze, then said with a bitter expression, “Senior Nie, I’ve also been confined.”

He couldn’t understand why, after the Mysterious Sword True Man killed the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor and Master Qingfeng failed to persuade him, it was right that he be punished, but what did it have to do with him?

He wasn’t even truly a disciple of Wutong Mountain.

“Get back to where you’re supposed to be.”

A chilling voice finally came from inside the wooden hut.

The complexions of the others stiffened, and they dispersed one after the other, leaving only Nie Jun, who stared coldly at the hut, his Mysterious Sword eager beneath his feet.

In the next moment, a graceful figure emerged from the hut.

She casually raised a token, “Master, Nie Jun wants to rebel.”

“Pfft, woman.”

Nie Jun took a deep breath, then, in a flurry of anger and sleeves, turned and swept towards another wooden hut.

“Oh, my master is also a woman, are you unsatisfied with that as well?”

Ling Xi Zhenren leisurely took back the token into her hand.

As she looked at the girl before her again, her expression suddenly turned much colder.

She had already learned about the events within the Thousand Demon Cave.

“Since you’re from Great Qian and have a strong protector, why did you come to me?”

Jiang Qiulan slowly lifted her head to look at the token in her senior’s hand, catching a glimpse of Spiritual Light flickering on it.

She suddenly abandoned any thought of explaining.

Initially waiting for an opportunity, she did not expect it to come so soon.

In that instant.

A Mysterious Sword appeared in her palm, silently plunging into the ground.

Jiang Qiulan knelt on one knee, cupping a fist in the other hand towards the token, “Junior Jiang Qiulan has come to return the Cultivation Technique.”

“…”

Master Lingxi was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, anger rose in her eyes, “How dare you!”

She suddenly waved her hand, and a mighty spiritual pressure spilled out in front of her.

At the same time.

Nie Jun, who had just left, returned in the blink of an eye.

He did not intervene.

His eyes were filled with chilliness, fixed on the Mysterious Sword on the ground.

Watching the girl in the black robe swept away by the spiritual pressure, even her skin started to crack and rupture.

In the end, it was Qingfeng Zhenren who sighed and extended his hand to summon a gentle breeze, wrapping Jiang Qiulan as she fell.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this woman steadied herself,

she maintained her previous posture, only this time another scroll of Cultivation Technique appeared in her hand.

“Really courting death.”

Qingfeng Zhenren vigorously rubbed the back of his head, knowing that communicating with the master was an honor unique to the eldest senior sister.

Jiang Qiulan had committed a great taboo.

“Heartless and brutal, ambitions running wild, what a…”

Master Lingxi took another step forward.

Her words came to an abrupt halt.

Because the token emitted a somewhat weary voice, “What Technique are you returning?”

“Shenxiao True Thunder Sword Technique.”

Jiang Qiulan struggled to swallow down her blood, trying to steady her voice.

She needed an opportunity to earn the right to speak with the Wutong Mountain Ancestor.

The Shenxiao True Thunder Sword Technique might be her only chance to pique the other’s interest.

This was Shen Yi’s gift to her.

“What reward do you desire?” The voice from the token inquired again.

“To enter Wutong Mountain.”

Jiang Qiulan’s eyes, stained red with blood, were fixed intently on the token.

“Too ambitious.” The token was silent for a while.

At these words, Master Lingxi finally scoffed.

The other disciples who had hurried over upon hearing the news also frowned.

There wasn’t a person in the world who didn’t want to join Wutong Mountain, but couldn’t they restrain themselves a little, not to be so overt?

However, Jiang Qiulan remained completely unmoved and slowly stood up, “Not ambitious enough.”

She had previously promised Shen Yi that she wouldn’t waste these things.

And now, what she wanted was to use these things to gain the maximum benefit.

“Oh? I’m intrigued. Speak,” the token floated leisurely upward.

“To practice the wonderful methods of Wutong Mountain and become the sharpest sword in the world,” Jiang Qiulan slowly rose to her feet.

“This is bad, she’s targeting you,” Qingfeng Zhenren looked towards Nie Shixiong.

Nie Jun did not speak, just silently gazed at the token.

Sure enough, a faint laugh came from inside, “I too wield a sword.”

Everyone thought they would see panic on the face of the girl in the black robe.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiulan stood quietly, her gaze still resolute.

After a moment, even Master Lingxi’s eyes narrowed slightly, wondering what kind of audaciousness was required to even think of stepping over the master.

“Frog in the well, foolish and noisy,” the token shook lightly and then returned back into Master Lingxi’s hands.

Just as the eldest senior sister looked back at Jiang Qiulan with an icy face.

The Spiritual Light on the token flickered again, “Bring this mad girl to see me, I’m very interested in what gives her the courage to disregard everything.”

“…”

Upon hearing this, even Nie Jun’s eyes twitched slightly, not to mention the others.

Jiang Qiulan finally lowered her gaze.

She was not mad, she had just seen the tallest mountains before.

Mountains that could make everyone here feel ashamed.

She was not arrogant either.

Only by surpassing these people would she have the chance to get closer to that mountain.

This was not ambition; it was simply the harshest reality.

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