Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 99 Rise of the Shenanigans_1

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Following the drifting voice, under Hong Lei's command, countless field Colonels swiftly drew their saber from their waists.

The bright gleaming blades formed a continuous shine.

No words needed, the chilling intent to kill suddenly enveloped the entire Vajra Gate!

The numerous disciples kept retreating in fear, looking towards the youth casually sitting on the stone steps. With just one sentence, he intended to erase Vajra Gate from Qingzhou, a force faintly on the rise to second-rate?

Light finally shone from within the towering Pagoda.

The tightly closed doors were quickly pushed open, and an old man with a white beard wearing a monk's robe hurried out. In his hands, he led two young men with buzz cuts, bound tightly with hemp rope, covered in wounds, their faces pale and hopeless.

It was Monk Benxin from Vajra Gate.

As he opened the doors of the Pagoda, a child just over ten years old bit his lip hard, his eyes swollen and red with hatred and resentment, desperately rushing down below.

Zhang the Butcher quickly stepped out of the crowd, catching the child in his arms.

The young boy buried his face tightly against the greasy, plump belly, his determined expression finally fading, his voice carrying a cry, "Dad! They... Mom..."

"I've told you... don't call me dad..."

Zhang the Butcher gently patted his back, not daring to hope for more. To have rescued this child was already his greatest wish.

This scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Whether it was the numerous Colonel Generals or those more acquainted with Shen Yi, like Hong Lei and the Li siblings, they all involuntarily stood frozen in their place.

All this grand display tonight, including the words just said by the Personal Adjutant General.

Was it all just to frighten Vajra Gate and ensure the young boy's safety?

With this in mind, they couldn't help but envy the look in Zhang the Butcher's eyes.

A person whom Vajra Gate disciples could easily manipulate, likely without any significant power or background, had now caused the entire Qingzhou City to be in a state of panic and fear for their safety.

The reason being simply that Officer Shen took him seriously, and therefore, others had to regard him with the same seriousness.

"You must be... Officer Shen, under General Chen. This humble monk has eyes but fails to recognize Mount Tai, my apologies!"

Monk Benxin hurried down the long steps, flinging the two men behind him onto the ground.

Using his last bit of strength, Yuan Gang forced his eyes open, his bloodied throat managing a mosquito-like cry, "Master."

But the old monk didn't even glance at him, merely bowing deeply and humbly before the youth, "These two... these three evildoers, I offer them all up for Officer Shen to deal with. Whether to beat or kill, Vajra Gate will not utter half a word against it. Is Officer Shen satisfied?"

Hearing this, Yuan Gang closed his eyes in despair.

His master was an old and highly accomplished expert of Vajra Gate, refining the Body Refining Method to completeness, his flesh as strong as a warrior at Jade Liquid Perfection stage, yet now trembling in fear under the tyranny of the Demon-suppression Bureau.

"Alright, quite satisfied,"

Shen Yi nodded slightly, leisurely standing up from the ground, looking down at the old monk.

At his words, Hong Lei gently waved his hand, and all the Colonels sheathed their sabers simultaneously.

Before they could even take a breath of relief.

Shen Yi dusted off his robes, speaking softly, "The private matter is settled, now let's talk about official matters."

"There's... there's official business too? May I ask what official matters Officer Shen has?"

Monk Benxin's smile froze, voicing the question on everyone's minds.

Shen Yi quietly regarded him, his thin lips parting lightly, "Of course, it's the matter of Vajra Gate colluding with demons."

As the words settled, the faces of those from the Demon-suppression Bureau instantly changed.

Ironically, the only calm one was Monk Benxin, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief, forcing a smile, "Officer Shen is free to search. If there is any trace related to Demonic Beasts, we here will take our own lives, sparing you the trouble of doing so."

He lifted his head, wanting to show his calmness.

Even the experienced Personal Adjutant Generals, upon seeing this, couldn't help but believe it to a degree.

"You must be misunderstanding, I was talking about collusion with demons—"

A smile crept across Shen Yi's fair face, and he gently patted the old monk's cheek as he uttered the words without warmth, "Demons."

Demon-suppression Bureau! Suppressing demons and devils!

And the definition of a devil was so vague it could basically be summarized as...

If I say you're a devil, then you're a devil.

Hearing this, Monk Benxin retreated several steps, his gaze wary as he asked, "Officer Shen, are you not intending to reason? "

Hong Lei took a small step forward; among those acquainted with Shen Yi, only he had the highest status.

Taking advantage of the absence of the Demon-suppression Great General and the General in Qingzhou City, and the strangely absent Acting Commanding General, A'Qian, it wouldn't matter to play and cause an uproar, real evidence would justify destroying the Vajra Gate, but now that this group maintained an extremely proper attitude, forcibly acting would inevitably lead to trouble with the General upon return.

"Don't forget, the governor will be coming here next month to offer incense to the Buddha. If he finds out..."

Monk Benxin's eyes narrowed slightly, his fists slowly clenching.

"You said, these people are mine to deal with, right?"

Shen Yi withdrew his gaze, and suddenly kicked one of them down the long steps, calling out coldly, "Check for me, are they practicing the Bodhi Vajra Body?"

Several Colonels skilled in this area were ready to step forward, but they saw that Officer Shen was looking at the chubby man holding a child.

"..."

Zhang the Butcher released the young man, staring blankly for a moment before his pupils suddenly contracted!

"Officer Shen, you must be joking. That man is just an outcast of our Vajra Gate. He has not even touched the true Bodhi Vajra Body, how could you possibly find that out?"

Monk Benxin seemed to realize something and turned towards the steps below.

Shen Yi reached out and grabbed his arm, speaking indifferently, "Where do you think you're going?"

Monk Benxin's mind was in turmoil. He pulled hard, and as a Body Refining expert who wasn't utilizing his internal energy, there were very few people in Qingzhou who could hold him back.

Yet when he tried to break free with such immense force, the hand on his arm didn't budge an inch, the slender and fair fingers effortlessly pinning down his own.

He looked at the hand in confusion, then saw a familiar white gleam on it...

Whether it's the Bodhi Vajra Body or not, do you fucking need someone else to check for you?!

"Ah!!"

If Monk Benxin couldn't realize what was happening now, his nearly two hundred years of living would have been in vain. He let out a wild scream and retaliated with a strike towards the young man!

HIs move was ferocious, possessing the power to tear apart demons!

Such tremendous force coming at him, but Shen Yi remained unruffled. His fingers followed the direction of the monk's arm, hooking onto his shoulder with a reverse grip, and the two forces collided, but the one from Monk Benxin seemed to sink into the sea without stirring a ripple.

He effortlessly slammed the monk onto the ground.

A heavy thud echoed around them, and hundreds of stone steps cracked under the impact!

Monk Benxin attempted to struggle to his feet, but a straight, dark blade had already pressed against his throat. Feeling the still blade pressed against his skin, beads of sweat instantly covered his bald forehead.

Shen Yi, holding the Ceremonial Blade at an angle, robe fluttering slightly, looked down with an indifferent gaze, his deep, dark eyes devoid of emotion.

Amidst such a frightening commotion, Zhang the Butcher's hands trembled as he searched the body of the disciple, growing more terrified the more he probed, until his face turned pale with horror.

This familiar sensation, it was identical to that year.

He looked up blankly, then numbly nodded his head.

"Yes."