[{"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-89":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},2317977,4533,"Chapter 89: Demon Suppression: Qingzhou","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>Several demon hunters paused their inspection of the disciples, their expressions filled with deep wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Chen Qiankun remained unperturbed; he casually released the massive iron halberd in his hand, closed his eyes, and his yin spirit instantly departed his body, wielding the halberd as it rose into the air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A demon lord of such an aura was still insufficient to move him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet only for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The halberd halted midair, as if bewildered, then slowly fell back into Chen Qiankun’s grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man opened his eyes, and within his calm gaze now lingered a hint of something unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That aura… had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his yin spirit could not detect its trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Golden Core realm, and at such close range, no demon could possibly evade his yin spirit’s perception—whether by suppressing its aura or refining a human form like Zhang Hengzhou could not achieve it, let alone low-grade shape-shifting techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more like some form of teleportation, shifting a thousand li in an instant, merely to intimidate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this was indeed such a divine ability, then the aura just revealed was likely only the tip of the iceberg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qiankun slowly clenched his hand around the massive iron halberd; after a long while, he turned to face the demon hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon hunters’ expressions shifted slightly, as if they had guessed something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man who had single-handedly suppressed Qingfeng, his eyes revealed a rare trace of melancholy at his own aging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wonder which demon lord is mocking this old man? Since you refuse to show yourself, let me show you… the sharpest sword in Qingzhou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I trouble you all to go to Yushan County.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Summon Jiang Qiulan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, every disciple of Qingfeng Mountain—including the two protecting elders—instinctively touched their necks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over twenty thousand skulls still piled upon the walls of Yushan County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon hunters all nodded in agreement: “Old General, no need for courtesy—we know the gravity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>General Jiang’s methods for hunting demons may not surpass Old General Chen’s; after all, she and the old man were both Golden Core, though she was more formidable, she had not truly broken through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was also the only one among all the Demon Suppression Generals who did not cultivate martial immortality or Hunyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even possess the abilities of the yin spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment she stepped beyond the gates of Yushan City, within half a day, every named demon lord in Linjiang County would hear the news and retreat quietly to their lairs to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The First Sword of Qingzhou, the foremost of the Twelve Demon Suppression Generals—counting even the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Four Clans and Five Sects—only her master, the Regional Commander, could surpass her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have urgent duties to attend to; I won’t linger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qiankun shook his head, gave a slight gesture, and a crimson steed shot toward him like a streak of light, letting out a soft snort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It promptly carried the old general to the mid-slope of Qingfeng Mountain, its hooves lightly stepping as it ascended the precipice of Guanjian Gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man gazed down at the dense forest below, finding it mildly intriguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the report brought back by the demon hunters, the villagers of Shuiyun Village had vividly described a fearsome river god clad in black robes, wielding a black-bladed knife at his waist, his eyes brimming with slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in person, he was a reserved young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited all night, yet the youth never came to pay his respects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cautious in thought, decisive in slaughter, unafraid of risking his life, and resolute in claiming the demon core—as if even this Demon Suppression General couldn’t take what was his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he never sought greater merit for it; from start to finish, he refused even to approach him, let alone flatter or beg for reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disdain the merit of slaying the river dragon? Old man will give it to you anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the youth step out of the tent, the old man’s lips revealed a rare smile; observe him a few more years, and leaving him the Sword Pool of Qingfeng Mountain would be a fine choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Suppression Bureau has no shortage of geniuses, but it lacks geniuses who have endured the trials of life and death; though such ones risk premature demise, without enduring those moments of mortal peril, how can they protect millions of common folk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only those who survive are true talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Staying by my side may be safe, but it would be a waste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who earn merit should be honored openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he said softly: “Before you return to the Demon Suppression Bureau, if you dare to get down, I’ll break your legs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words, neither heavy nor light, drifted down to the two men at the cliff’s base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Lei, leading the horse, turned in shock to look back; upon seeing Chen Qiankun’s familiar figure, he shoved Shen Yi urgently: “I told you—this horse was gifted to you by the General, so only a deputy commander should lead it. Why are you dawdling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi also looked toward that direction, seeing only a crimson streak flash across the sky and vanish beyond the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such unrestrained demeanor stirred a flicker of envy in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he too had built up some foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the external core, now repressed by the Molten Sun Treasure Furnace, within his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi turned his gaze away and mounted the demonic steed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over twenty Golden Eagle Captains led the way, surrounded by dozens of Camp Captains; Hong Lei walked steadily, leading the demonic horse, and whispered into Shen Yi’s mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The old General is meticulous—he fears you’ll be targeted by the Yangchun River clan. Only these deputy commanders know about the river dragon slaying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Zhao Kanglin died right before our eyes—and only he died… the Zhao family can’t help but suspect and harbor resentment. Though those old bastards may not dare touch you, it’s better to make your presence known early and avoid unnecessary trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingzhou City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the control of the Demon Suppression Bureau, major incidents rarely occurred here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just the usual: a swordsman’s wife abducted again, or bandits from Pingsha Valley drinking another jar of the Prince’s wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As messengers raced through the city, an event of such magnitude could no longer be concealed—it echoed through every alley and street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingfeng Mountain… was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the bloody massacre in Yushan County, under the hand of the Linjiang County General, a vast sect that had endured for countless years vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storyteller gripped his wooden clapper, standing helplessly in the teahouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For decades he had told tales of heroic spirit and tender emotion, of swords slaying demons—now, overnight, all of it had become mere “legend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dry lips moved weakly; he struggled to steady his nerves, but the stories he had memorized could no longer come out—he had to scour his mind for a new tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today I’ll tell you… hmm… the River God of Shuiyun Village, wielding a divine blade, furiously slaying a thousand-year river fish spirit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storyteller wiped sweat from his brow and slammed his clapper hard: “In our dynasty, there was a mighty man with a leopard head and ringed eyes, clad in golden-cloud-patterned brocade, wielding a black blade capable of splitting mountains and severing rivers—truly majestic, treading atop piled river waves, with countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals behind him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The river demon had a grotesque face, fat and bloated, arrogant and blustering! He roared: ‘Who dares come here?’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The mighty man smiled coldly, and a tortoise minister stepped forward: ‘This is a star from heaven, the River-Suppressing God… merely hearing his divine name made the river demon recoil in terror, trembling like a sieve, even his… thing shrinking to the size of a bean…’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storyteller spat into his palm, his voice shrill and loud: “The divine blade descended—and crushed the river demon to dust!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man below, wrapped in bandages, closed his eyes and murmured: “No good—I’m feeling awkward just listening.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seductive woman in casual attire lifted her teacup, her mood unsettled: “Common folk love exaggerated tales.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xinhan turned back to the storyteller: “I wonder how far he is from the Jade Liquid realm—should be close, he’s a genius too, just wasted years stuck in Baiyun Town.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered: “Earlier you asked me to take you out for a stroll, but I forgot to ask—why did you return so soon? Where’s Shen Yi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mujin stared at the floating tea leaves in her cup, silent for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know why she had rushed back so urgently—she’d only stayed two days in that county town before she couldn’t help but gallop home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Qingfeng Mountain continued to draft Captains? What if they drafted her…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had they suddenly stopped needing people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could a beginner-stage martial cultivator possibly do on Qingfeng Mountain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the woman’s thoughts churned, Li Xinhan slowly frowned, staring intently at his sister, his eyes filled with anger and disbelief: “You let him go?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rarely questioned, Li Mujin did not rebut—instead, she suddenly stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a vendor shouted: “Back already! Demon Suppression Bureau Captain’s back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1555,"2026-06-20T15:00:36.117Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6e2887df7e5a5c34495c42704cb80d749e2f5a6811b1841079b57c25cfa30e19","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-90","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-88",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-cover.jpg"]