Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1243 - 748: The Human Emperor’s Family Has No Surplus Grain

Chapter 1243: Chapter 748: The Human Emperor’s Family Has No Surplus Grain

Imperial City, Immortal Department.

As the government office directly under the jurisdiction of the Human Emperor, the Eight Divisions are responsible for the formation of clouds and rainfall throughout the world. The Demon Slayer Bureau, especially, sits in command of the Four Continents, holding the power of life and death, with countless strong practitioners and experts under its banner, making it influential throughout the Imperial Court.

Such an existence, however, is nestled in an inconspicuous corner of this vast city.

It’s hard to imagine that in the deeper shadows of the government office, in that tiny study, the thin middle-aged man sitting there is none other than the head of the Immortal Department, Lin Shuya.

"..."

Under Lin Shuya’s gesture, Feng Xi sat down in front of the desk, did not engage in much small talk, and took out the prepared memorial, handing it over.

"Did you come alone? Where are the others?"

Lin Shuya raised his eyes slightly, sighed gently, and reached out to take the memorial, casually opening it.

The confidential letter sent out initially did not turn out to be a wasted effort after all.

Those old generals who had fought for the Divine Dynasty for many years and performed their duties diligently shouldn’t have died so meaninglessly due to someone’s whim.

If one can be saved, so be it.

"General Yang and General Yan are still garrisoned in Southern Continent and did not come along," Feng Xi replied softly.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuya fell silent for a moment, slowly furrowing his brows, and said nothing more, instead directing his gaze towards the memorial in his hands.

As those neatly lined characters came into view, his eyelids twitched a few times.

Rather than a report on the Southern Continent’s situation, this letter seemed more like a personal achievement summary, with a somewhat unfamiliar name appearing almost every other line.

A Jade Pool Demon causing havoc in the Three Prefectures.

Immortals, in order to gather Emperor’s Aura, sent disciples with magic treasures to disturb the common people.

All the cultivation sects withdrew from Shen Zhou, taking the protective relics left by the True Gods, allowing the Demon-locking Tower to collapse.

The Bodhi Sect assassinating the Titled Generals of the Southern Continent.

Eight fourth-ranked demons leading other demons to invade Songfeng Prefecture.

Great demons, led by the Southern Emperor, joined forces with several third-ranked Demon Venerables to attempt to breach the Southern Continent.

Each deed growing more heart-stopping as it continued.

But the one constant in all of these was the same phrase at the end of each description.

Slaim by General Nanyang!

Even just from the words, one could sense that chilling killing intent.

The only sound left in the study was the turning of pages, and as that sound ceased, the room fell into a deathly silence.

"..."

Lin Shuya carefully read through the entire memorial and came to a conclusion that made his breath hitch.

The Great Nan Continent had actually held!

Feng Xi did not retreat; he merely came back to report.

And the reason behind it all was due to the person known as General Nanyang.

Indeed, it was the very same Nanyang whom, displeased before, he had ordered the Generals of Southern Defense to give up on.

"Is this true?"

Lin Shuya took a deep breath and carefully closed the memorial.

Even someone of his status felt his face flush slightly; he, as the head of the Immortal Department, had made such a grave error in judgment.

"Not a single word is false."

Feng Xi slowly stood up: "Please have Lord Lin report to His Majesty quickly and summon General Nanyang."

"Naturally."

Hearing this answer, Lin Shuya pursed his lips, his eyes sparkling. In an era where all living beings were devastated, such incredible good news was indeed too much to expect.

With that, he prepared to put away the memorial: "I will deliver this to His Majesty as soon as possible."

At this moment, Feng Xi placed his hand on the memorial and calmly said: "There’s no need for that, Lord Lin; I wish to present it to His Majesty personally."

"..."

Lin Shuya was taken aback for a moment; the intention behind this action was clear—it showed a lack of trust in him.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, a trace of unnoticed desolation flashing in his eyes, and said lightly: "May I ask why?"

Feng Xi looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him, pondered for a moment, and said: "The aid needed by the Southern Continent, if the Imperial Court has no resources to provide, we can understand. But the rewards due to General Nanyang—may I ask where has the Immortal Department sent them?"

"His Majesty has not decided on the rewards." Lin Shuya shook his head.

After serving as the General of Southern Defense for many years, Feng Xi would not be easily fooled by such words, unable to suppress a cold laugh: "So what Lord Lin is implying is that every reward in the past was personally decided by His Majesty?"

If that were the case, why do we need someone as the head of the Immortal Department at all?

"Huff."

Facing this sharp questioning, Lin Shuya exhaled, closed his eyes.

When he reopened them, he looked back calmly: "The Emperor’s Aura available to the Imperial Court is limited. The same amount of Emperor’s Aura, if used elsewhere, could save countless people."

"You acted without reporting, slaying the Bodhisattva Immortal Venerables of Bodhi Sect and Three Immortals Sect, escalating the situation, leaving people hopeless about Southern Continent."

"I can’t let other common people bear the cost of your recklessness."

"Of course, it is unexpected that Southern Continent could hold."

"But even if it were to happen again, I still wouldn’t allocate the Emperor’s Aura to Southern Continent."

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Feng Xi stared intently at the stubborn face in front of him, but suddenly, the image of that figure standing atop Southern Emperor’s head, mouth full of blood, nearly exhausted, flashed through his mind.

It was not an assuredly victorious duel.

Any mistake could have cost Nanyang his life. In such a situation, even the slightest improvement in their resources would have been immensely important.

When that young man who had only recently joined the Demon Slayer Bureau was fighting desperately for the Divine Dynasty.