[{"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-824":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},2318712,4533,"Chapter 824: This Humble Monk Dares to Request the Jade Cosmos Immortal to Sleep","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-824",824,"\u003Cp>“Elder, you have transcended the two realms and should not meddle in worldly affairs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian strained to calm his thoughts, glancing at Shen Yi beside him, whose expression showed no sign of alarm; the man remained composed even when confronted, suggesting he had anticipated this—surely it was not a death trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately sought to distance himself, addressing the white-robed monk: “We came here under the sect’s decree. We do not know whom you await here, or what you wish to command.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe rose to his feet, barefoot stepping down from the withered tree and into the clear water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not look at Qi Xian, but instead studied the dark-robed Daoist with intense focus, his gaze piercing through the veil of illusion to rest upon that pale, handsome, and unmistakably familiar face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time he had seen this face was in Nan Xumí.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, the man stood calmly before him, his clear eyes filled with killing intent and icy light, due to the demise of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man had said he had returned the Thousand-Armed one, and intended to fulfill his promise to the Bodhisattva—to enter the mortal world, endure trials, and spread the sutras of the Bodhi Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, the same face wore splendid dark robes, hair bound with a golden hairpin, hailed as the First Disciple of the Three Immortals Sect, titled Tai Xu Zhenjun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe had once thought that once he found this Tai Xu Zhenjun, all mysteries would be resolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he never imagined the truth would be so simple—just one glance, and all confusion dissolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had never been a rivalry between two prodigies; the protection of the sutras beyond Beiliu River had merely been a young disciple’s self-staged deception—a crude trick that had fooled Nan Xumí.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, under orders from the Three Immortals Sect, he had successfully sabotaged Nanzhou’s plans, returned in glory, earned great merit, and become the so-called First Disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What should I call you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe spoke softly: “Shall I address you as the Dragon-Taming, Tiger-Subduing Great Mingwang… or Tai Xu Zhenjun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words faded, Qi Xian stood frozen in shock, then turned his head in disbelief toward the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, many had questioned it before: under the increasingly intense purge in Beizhou, with several Bodhisattvas having nowhere to hide, why had they not fled—but instead, desperate and reckless, launched a fatal assault against Shen Yi, who held only the Kaiyuan Prefecture?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the time, everyone had been consumed by the euphoria of revenge, and their attention had been fixed on how You Yao would respond, so this anomaly had been overlooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now, upon hearing the monk’s words, did Qi Xian finally understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Tai Xu Zhenjun had fled to Beizhou not because he was outmatched by his peers, but because he had betrayed the Bodhi Sect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had never been any hatred for killing a master, nor vengeance for annihilating a clan—he himself was a Mingwang Bodhisattva!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian’s lips trembled slightly; he had thought the man’s calmness meant the matter was minor, but now that he knew the truth, his heart turned half-cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a traitor to the sect, today’s retribution must be death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi’s outward composure was not the result of careful planning, but perhaps more due to a heart long dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder! I am an emissary of the Eastern Pole Emperor! This is your Bodhi Sect’s affair—it has nothing to do with me, Qi Xian!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian unhesitatingly summoned a statue, attempting to establish contact with the Emperor’s Court, while shouting: “I shall depart immediately and cause no further disturbance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in an instant, his face turned ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The statue in his hand was lifeless—utterly unable to connect with the Eastern Pole Emperor’s Court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. I shall call you Longlong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe shook his head; this was now a matter of internal sect discipline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned slightly forward, his elegant, pure hand gently dipping into the water. The next moment, countless pure, immaculate fire lotuses bloomed massively across the water’s surface, engulfing the entire marsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Jing Shi Fire, capable of burning away all impurity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in Jing Shi Zunzhe’s eyes, the dark-robed Daoist was the greatest impurity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, such repeated disregard—even from a senior within the sect—would have stirred resentment in Qi Xian, but now, watching the towering flames surge around him, each lotus hovering silently in the air, he only wished the monk would continue to ignore him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet one lotus had already drifted toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian turned to flee, but the lotus petals instantly transformed into cords of fire, binding his entire body in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the sea of fire, a string of obscure Dao inscriptions flowed—manifestations of communion with Heaven’s Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emperor… Emperor…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure flames seemed to penetrate his body, directly burning through his Dao Fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian’s hand trembled violently, trying to clutch the statue—yet he helplessly watched it be consumed by flame, reduced to gray ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the statue was destroyed, the light vanished from his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This monk dared to disrespect the Emperor—he clearly intended to leave no witnesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does your Bodhi Sect’s affair have to do with me! Why?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, Qi Xian could not comprehend: if Shen Yi were a legitimate First Disciple of the Three Immortals Sect, then killing him to silence him made sense—but wasn’t this rogue a member of the Bodhi Sect? If he truly was a traitor, why not punish him openly? Why risk offending the Emperor by killing another?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the agony, he glared venomously to his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, the single lotus sent against him had been merely an afterthought—the rest of the blazing sea surged entirely toward Shen Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi felt the terrifying heat drawing near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell silent for a moment, then waved his hand, dispelling the concealment technique he had applied before departing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, even at the same realm, at the level of Da Zizai, it was nearly impossible to hide one’s identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless translucent jade-like fire lotuses surrounded him from all sides, blocking every escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the marsh, Jing Shi Zunzhe’s wide white robes stirred gently; his emaciated chest flushed faintly red. He stepped forward calmly, each barefoot touch rippling lotus shadows, walking steadily toward the airborne Shen Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a renowned Da Zizai Bodhisattva, eliminating two third-rank juniors was but a flick of the wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had many questions to ask, so he chose to first capture this Longlong Bodhisattva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Qi Xian beside him, he should have perished beneath the fire lotuses already—but the question “Why?” had caused Jing Shi Zunzhe to spare his life for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logically, killing a hero of the Three Immortals Sect and silencing him was normal—but this man’s fury and confusion suggested there might be other secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, both Qi Xian, watching in horror, and Jing Shi Zunzhe, froze simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire lotuses surrounding Shen Yi had suddenly halted their advance, hovering motionless in midair, slowly rotating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only upon closer inspection could one see thin strands of black mist slowly spreading, like ripples, entwining the lotuses and gently pushing them away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon noticing this, Qi Xian’s pupils contracted sharply—he even forgot to scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dao inscriptions just revealed had confirmed the monk’s Da Zizai status; but Qi Xian’s cultivation was too low to decipher their meaning, so he could not identify the monk’s identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet such a being, who had stepped into Heaven’s Dao, had his technique neutralized by a mere junior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had utterly exceeded Qi Xian’s comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he soon received the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the blazing marsh, dark clouds like silk and mist had silently enveloped the area; below, crimson waves churned, while above, a tranquil, boundless ink-black expanse gradually merged, forming a brand-new realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second Dao inscription flickered into existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Qi Xian looked again at the dark-robed figure, his face was filled with horror, his features twitching—he wanted to utter those two words, but felt them stuck in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While all others still vied for the Immortal Emperor’s throne, this one had quietly transcended the two realms!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Xu Huan Yu…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe raised his gaze to the swirling Dao inscriptions in the ink-black sky, studying Shen Yi anew. He exhaled slowly: “Forgive this old monk’s blindness—you are, in truth, a Golden Immortal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought he was close to unraveling the mysteries of this journey, but the closer he drew, the thicker the fog became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal had traveled ten thousand miles to Beizhou, brawling with juniors, even fabricating a title to deceive him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he glanced at Qi Xian in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found the man equally terrified—and his gaze toward Shen Yi was not that of a fellow sect member, nor even of reverence toward a senior; instead, it brimmed with fear and dread, clearly a revelation just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his earlier assumption was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was neither of the Bodhi Sect nor a hero of the Three Immortals Sect… To understand something clearly was simple: discard the clutter and return to its essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether as the Dragon-Taming, Tiger-Subduing Great Mingwang, or now as the Hunyuan Daluo Yu Xu Huan Yu Golden Immortal, after all he had done in Nanzhou—who truly benefited?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, Jing Shi Zunzhe’s mind revealed two characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Chao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that is it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, relieved smile finally appeared on the monk’s face. The answer he had sought so long lay before him—he could finally give Nan Xumí its due.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed only to return this news; the rest would be decided by the True Buddhas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, before that, one more task remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few years, this man had ruined Nanzhou’s plans. Jing Shi Zunzhe did not wish for him to cause further harm to the Bodhi Sect during the time it would take to deliver this news—and Jin Chan’s demise required someone to appease the future Buddha’s wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with sufficient tribulation energy, reshaping a new body required time; for immortals, three or five years were but a blink—but it would suffice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once both sects uncovered his true identity, they would locate his position within Heaven’s Dao and eternally suppress him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this decided, Jing Shi Zunzhe clasped his palms and spoke calmly: “This humble monk dares to request, O Jade Cosmos Immortal, to fall into slumber.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though words of respect, they radiated unshakable confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if both had entered Heaven’s Dao, if he willed it, the other’s physical form could never walk the mortal world again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the fire lotuses converged like a dragon, reversing course, swirling back to form beneath him a blue Liuli  lotus throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe sat cross-legged, watching as the black clouds had fully enveloped Shen Yi—the silent, boundless ink-black sky stretched endlessly, leaving the mind empty, yet inducing a near-sinking daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monk slowly closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Buddha-heart could not be shaken by external things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the Zunzhe deemed Shen Yi an evil, the Jing Shi fire lotuses gained the power to burn heaven!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe flung his prayer beads, wrapped in flame; the sandalwood husk crumbled away, revealing their warm, jade-like cores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unleashed a five-refined Buddha treasure—and only in the hands of a Da Zizai Bodhisattva could such a treasure reveal its true power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prayer beads, like a ring, howled into the black clouds, swiftly locking onto the target’s position within this boundless cosmos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not every second-rank cultivator has experience fighting peers, for at their level, few problems require resolution through combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But clearly, Jing Shi Zunzhe not only had such experience—he had abundant experience. He knew exactly how many devious tricks these immortals possessed, and he could not give them even a moment to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lost his favored staff, but immediately pulled out a short one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the blue Liuliliantai  lifted Jing Shi Zunzhe into the air, forming a furious river of blue flame that followed the string of Buddhist beads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared coldly at the direction where the beads had flown, and thick black clouds were effortlessly torn apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That plain hand slowly clenched the staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Jing Shi Pusa violently slashed forward—the immense tribulation force within the staff twisted everything within the marsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Qi Xian, far away, had all his bones shattered, and he heard the sound of his Dao Fruit cracking under unbearable strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True Person, you cannot escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe watched the black cloud trapped by the beads disintegrate beneath the staff, a cold smile curling his lips, while his other hand opened slightly, palm engulfed in flame, ready to meet the opponent’s final gambit with a magic treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he saw no magic treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the black cloud, a muscular, perfectly sculpted white jade arm suddenly shot out, five fingers gripping the descending staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the distortion around them surged again—the purest clash of tribulation force nearly crushed all nearby matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boundless cosmos boiled instantly; the fire lotus below flickered like a candle in the wind, as if about to be extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cloud dispersed, revealing the towering figure within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A six-armed white jade construct appeared abruptly before Jing Shi Zunzhe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its sightless eyes gazed calmly upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As ribbons fluttered, they seemed to cleanse all worldly dust, granting him an otherworldly aura utterly alien to mortal realms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never intended to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi’s face showed no expression; he lifted his head slightly and said softly, “Nor do you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe acted as if he heard nothing, his eyes slowly widening—he saw another Dao pattern on this nearly perfect body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, he felt a dry throat and a hoarse voice: “Great Liberation… Immovable Vajra King Bodhisattva.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left his lips, Shen Yi kicked him squarely in the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier rising river of blue flame, with a deafening roar, reversed direction at speeds invisible to the eye, crashing into the sea of fire below and hurling up waves ten thousand zhang high!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2366,"2026-06-20T15:00:39.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0a31248dc76099e6844cede95acf8f5de944ab63622a6a8303c07e8e0e0ac64f","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-825","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-823",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-cover.jpg"]