Chapter 203: And So I Began to Wreak Havoc

The last time he had slain the flood dragon in Water Cloud Hamlet, the situation had been similar—only the numbers were far fewer than now.

The vast, dense white mist made Shen Yi secretly somewhat surprised.

But on second thought, it was only natural.

Zhen Mo Si suppressed noble clans and sects, sweeping away wild gods and demon shrines; whether it was a Zhen Mo Si government office or a general's residence, they were always built in the most prominent position within the city.

All of this was to let the common people always know exactly who it was that sheltered all living beings.

How to put it—although the protection was extremely grudging, and demons eating people still happened from time to time, at least in Shen Yi's view, Zhen Mo Si was simply lacking in strength; their attitude itself was not really a problem.

Li Min sustained the Zhen Mo Generals with incense and willing faith, and this group of Embracing Elixir Realm cultivators truly did their utmost to slay demons; the two complemented each other.

Without the variable of the Lesser Demon King, guaranteeing the stability of Outside Qingzhou would not have been an empty promise.

"..."

Old General Chen had left instructions before departing.

Naturally, Shen Yi no longer needed to stand on ceremony.

Channeling the demons' lifespan into the Tiannan Dan Shi art, the skyfullof white mist was instantly devoured by the inner elixir.

The Dao Infant and the Yin God reached the same goal by different paths.

Although in essence they were two different things, the methods of condensing them were in fact not far apart.

Having had one successful experience—

In just three hundred years, the divine seed had completely taken the shape of a fetus.

Shen Yi observed briefly.

He found that he could use his divine sense to stimulate it and issue commands to it; the time spent was less, but the little fellow's consciousness was relatively weak, and it understood very slowly.

Still, Shen Yi felt that the surrounding white mist was being influenced by it.

Buzz—

The Qianyuan long blade suddenly trembled slightly, then whooshed out of its sheath and hovered before Shen Yi.

"So this is what General Chen meant by borrowing the Yin God's power..."

Shen Yi had assumed back then on Qingfeng Mountain that Old Man Chen had closed his eyes because his Yin God was leaving his body; he hadn't expected the man had simply sunk into inner vision to dandle the child.

After merging with the Dao Infant—

He now had no spare divine sense to spare for the Yin God.

This was why no one had ever thought of cultivating both; not necessarily that it couldn't be done, but that it was pointless.

One stream of divine sense did not need two vessels, nor could it control them.

Instead, as time passed, the Yin God's consciousness would gradually grow, and little by little it would come to know resistance.

A being condensed from incense and willing faith was clearly far gentler than the Heaven-Devouring Dao Infant condensed from demonic power... but this was only relatively speaking; it did not mean it was a harmless existence.

Once it fully grew, even taking the most optimistic view—even if it did not backlash against him—it would absolutely no longer obey commands; its mind would probably be full of nothing but thoughts of breaking free from its shackles, escaping the qi sea, and living a carefree life from then on.

Shen Yi's idea was to use the panel to reshape a demon soul, and let this demon soul take control of the Yin God.

He wasn't entirely sure whether this idea was reliable.

But with the Sun-Smelting Furnace in existence, and added to his own formidable divine sense, it was impossible for the Yin God to backlash; at worst he would simply be raising it for nothing, wasting a great deal of incense and willing faith.

"Continue."

Shen Yi looked again at the skyfull of white mist, and without stint continued to pour the demons' lifespan into it.

He was simply too lazy to bare his heart to others.

In reality, it was nowhere near that easy.

Slaying the Lesser Demon King had brought him many gains, but at the same time had earned him enemies he knew nothing about.

Originally he hadn't been especially worried; after all, he was at least a registered disciple of the Wumiao, and if things really came to it, he could take shelter within the Wumiao for a while.

But after hearing Jiang Qiulan's explanation, Shen Yi suddenly discovered the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

The Wumiao, guarded by a host of majestic Golden Bodies, had actually reached the point where it could barely protect itself.

The two unfamiliar immortal sects, as Jiang Qiulan had warned, didn't seem to be any gentle sorts either.

If he wanted to survive, he still had to rely on himself.

But what gave Shen Yi the worst headache was that his path was nearly at its end.

The upper limit of the Nine Sheds of Immortal and Demon was the Hunyuan Realm, and the Tiannan Dan Shi art had already reached perfection; shattering the inner elixir was only a matter of foundation and time—stacked together, they would certainly give him strength no less than that of a Commander or Xiao Yue, perhaps even considerably greater.

Yet even the Golden Body within the Wumiao had been gravely wounded, and that one was at the Transformation of Spirit Realm.

"..."

The situation was exactly the same as in Bai Yun County, but back then there had at least been a direction—he could enter Zhen Mo Si to obtain cultivation methods.

Now, he had not the slightest thread of thought.

It looked like... once again he could only rely on those residual obsessions to deduce all sorts of wild and chaotic demon martial arts.

Shen Yi had to leave himself a fallback.

If he failed to successfully deduce the later martial arts, then the Golden Body method the Wumiao possessed might be his only path to the Transformation of Spirit Realm.

The demons' lifespan drained away at flying speed, and the incense and willing faith of the entire Linjiang Prefecture all converged toward this spot!

Until the skyfull of white mist vanished completely, not a single thread or fragment remaining.

Within the Heaven-Devouring inner elixir, beside the crimson Dao Infant, a faint, childish figure slowly settled upright.

【Year 920, you have successfully condensed a complete Yin God】

【Remaining demon lifespan: 5,403 years】

Nine hundred years, from divine seed to Yin God—this progress was already faster than General Chen Qiankun's.

Shen Yi silently looked at the Qianyuan long blade before him, and saw it trembling as it pointed its tip at himself: "..."

A trace of cold intent swept across his handsome face.

The next moment, the suppressive force within his qi sea transformed into an invisible great hand that coldly gripped the Yin God's neck — no longer a lesson of two slaps, but carrying a dense killing intent.

"Nine hundred years is all. I don't mind condensing one again."

As if it had heard the threat in Shen Yi's heart, the Yin God trembled all over and obediently sent Qianyuan back to the scabbard at the youth's waist.

This formidable divine sense had once personally fought and killed a Dao Infant consciousness far more powerful than itself, and the faint trace of cruelty revealed within left the Yin God not daring to doubt for a moment that the youth was joking.

"…"

After a long while, Shen Yi released the suppressive force.

To reshape the demon soul, he was still short over four thousand years of demon-magic lifespan.

As for the target, if he could slay the Howling Moon Demon King, that would naturally be best; if it truly wouldn't work, then he'd make do with a minor demon king.

As for now, then.

The incense faith power of Linjiang Prefecture had been absorbed to exhaustion, and General Chen's strength had greatly diminished. Before he recovered some of it, Shen Yi still planned to stay in Linjiang Prefecture for a while.

And while he was at it, tidy up this Yin God as well.

Eating without working — where in the world would there be such a fine thing?

Shen Yi went out and called for a deputy general: "Sorry to trouble you, help me fetch all the records related to the demons and monsters garrisoned in Linjiang Prefecture."

"This subordinate understands!"

The deputy general stood at attention, both hands cupped in a tight fist.

Anyone with eyes could see that Linjiang Prefecture was about to change skies; this young General Shen was clearly already prepared to take over from General Chen.

He asked again in a low voice: "General Shen, do you need me to notify the various attendants to return and report on their duties?"

"No need."

Shen Yi shook his head. The Core-Formation demon lords under Howling Moon had all withdrawn, but those like Toad Lord, who were hiding in their lairs and being watched by others, most likely couldn't withdraw.

Anyway, idle hands are idle hands — whatever he could earn counted.

(End of chapter)