[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons":3,"chapter-immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-35":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Immortality Begins with Slaying Demons",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2317923,4533,"Chapter 35: Tough Body Cultivation Martial Art","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-35",35,"\u003Cp>Zhang Dahu held his breath, his face tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking for trouble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should we quietly notify the other cells? I have a feeling Master Shen will be slapped to death by this brute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ji also sensed something off—could it be that, despite their polite words, they’d truly come to defend Shoutuo’s honor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang the Butcher tilted his neck, his calloused, thick fingers plucking the grass stem from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi stared silently; the man’s gaze was pure, devoid of any provocation, brimming only with fierce, blazing combat intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly turned his side, exhaling a slow, turbid breath: “Come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left his lips, Zhang the Butcher lashed out with his leg—his three- or four-hundred-pound stone weight shot forward like a clay pellet fired from a slingshot, screaming through the air as it slammed toward the upright figure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The momentum was immense, the speed astonishing—those watching had no time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi glanced sideways at the courtyard wall behind him, clenched his right fist, spun back, and thrust his punch forward—beneath the knuckles, the stone weight shattered instantly into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see now—you truly care about your silver.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lime dust obscured vision for an instant, yet that monstrously massive body had already appeared behind the youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two thick arms, like iron chains, swept down from above—if they landed, both shoulder blades would shatter more thoroughly than the stone weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi remained calm, leaned slightly forward, dodged the strike, then drove his elbow upward with all his strength, smashing it hard into Zhang the Butcher’s bearded chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a dull thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression finally showed a flicker of surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang the Butcher staggered back two steps, shaking the entire courtyard, rubbed his jaw, and grinned widely as if nothing had happened: “Fast reaction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elbow strike capable of shattering demonic bone had only made him retreat two steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others saw nothing unusual, but Chen Ji’s pupils contracted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, Master Shen had kicked a tiger demon flat on its back, spitting blood—what kind of monster is this fat man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi’s inner shift had nothing to do with that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, his elbow had carried the aura of his acupoint energy—he hadn’t expected to land a decisive blow, but... how had this martial artist from Qingzhou blocked it without mobilizing any energy at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, his body surged forward, enhanced by the Spirit Snake Eight Steps, becoming a phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Zhang the Butcher moved swiftly, his enormous frame was a liability—he couldn’t even see his own toes when he bent his head, his field of view narrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his eyes held no panic; he let Shen Yi’s punches land, his greasy skin as resilient as a hundred layers of oxhide stacked together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the moment, his fat palm darted to his waist, pulling out a jet-black pig-killing knife that slashed downward at blinding speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the immense force, the knife struck empty air again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi seized the opening—while Zhang was still off-balance—he kicked hard into the man’s waist, sending the massive body crashing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Niu brothers scrambled aside like startled rabbits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weak! Weak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This crude fist technique—no matter how well you wield it, what’s the point? Frankly, it doesn’t even warm you up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang the Butcher rose from the ground, dusty and grimy, his gaze locking onto Shen Yi’s waist, licking his lips: “Draw your blade quickly—I saw it yesterday. Don’t try to hide your moves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Shen Yi rubbed his wrist, then reached for the hilt of his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d thought this was just sparring, but the man’s body was so solid—using the Cloud-Pushing Long Fist alone was pointless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, silver light streaked across the sky, trailed by crimson mist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!” Zhang the Butcher finally grew excited, crossing his arms to meet the strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long blade struck with a clear metallic clang—leaving a white mark on his greasy skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this a turtle that turned into a demon?” Chen Ji’s eyes widened, his breath quickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhang the Butcher’s smile slowly faded—he stared at his arm: “Good sword technique...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, the long blade came again, relentless, laced with violent killing aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang the Butcher raised his arms to block three strikes—on the fourth, he suddenly rolled like a donkey, barely dodging it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before everyone’s eyes, he waved his hands frantically: “Stop! Let me catch my breath!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi slowed to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ji hadn’t figured out what was happening—why had the fight ended so soon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze suddenly fell on the butcher’s raised arm—he felt a chill. The previous strikes had all landed on the exact same spot, which only proved Shen Yi’s blade control was precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What truly stunned him was that the single white mark had now been tightly clung to by strands of crimson mist—within a few breaths, faint white bone was already visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beads of sweat broke out on Zhang the Butcher’s forehead; he gritted his teeth, channeled his energy, and slowly expelled the crimson mist. After a long while, he lifted his head, exhaled, and muttered in wonder:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This trick... isn’t the work of a good person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I like it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi frowned, puzzled why the man hadn’t used his energy to resist earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang the Butcher had already jumped up, slapping his belly: “What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi nodded: “Strong henglian cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want to learn?” Zhang the Butcher said, his eyes fixed on Shen Yi’s sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Shen, don’t!” Chen Ji, usually so well-mannered, couldn’t help speaking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The relationship between the imperial court and martial sects was far more complex than ordinary people imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking their things wasn’t something you could walk away from easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk, why the rush?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Interrupted by the constable, Zhang the Butcher didn’t anger—he smiled with dignity: “I came here with intent, and yes, it’s not honorable—but I won’t harm Captain Shen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer to Shen Yi and whispered: “Your sword technique—you figured it out yourself from the Demon-Slaying Sword Art?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi looked at him, slightly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, I’ve seen too many. I recognized it at a glance.” Zhang the Butcher raised an eyebrow: “I wouldn’t dare touch the Town-Suppressing Office’s martial arts—but this self-created style? No such rules. Coincidentally, I’ve had some insights too. Why not trade?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi felt an unexpected pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could gain this man’s body, he wouldn’t have panicked last night when facing the snake woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, he turned and spoke honestly: “I have no objection—but you may not be able to learn this sword technique.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang the Butcher paused, then chuckled throatily: “Of course I know—this kind of sinister technique couldn’t possibly be something a court official could access. You likely gleaned it from the corrupted essence of some demon’s beast core.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only someone desperate or a mad martial fanatic would do something so foolish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just trade it. Why worry whether someone else can master it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the two discussing martial arts, Chen Ji ushered the remaining constables, who stared in confusion, out of the courtyard, then stepped out himself and gently closed the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1192,"2026-06-20T15:00:36.117Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2ab9212938bf9f3df0af8e2b9c74c5d2f885cf067a93db3b65766a1035c29ca3","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-36","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-34",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-cover.jpg"]