Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1268 - 759: My Waters Run Deep

Kaiyuan Prefecture.

A middle-aged Taoist sat upright, pouring a cup of hot tea for his lively junior brother before him. "Speak, what brings you to me when you have nothing better to do?"

"Brother Hao Ming, don’t tell me you don’t know about the recent chaos caused by the Bodhi Sect. Mao Feng from Chi Yun Cave, and Senior Sister Ling Su from Lingxu Cave, all fell at the hands of the monks."

Hua Ming, the newly accepted junior disciple of their master, had yet to break through to the Third Grade. Though he couldn’t get involved in the great tribulation, he was quite interested in the matters of vying for incense.

Watching from outside the tribulation, he enjoyed the spectacle without concern.

At this moment, his face was full of excitement.

"I am aware, so what?" Hao Ming True Monarch responded indifferently. Not only was he aware, he had also received an Imperial Edict from the sect, watching many of the senior brothers and sisters he usually looked up to leave the North Continent.

But what did any of this have to do with an ordinary person like him?

"Why is Senior Brother playing dumb?"

Hua Ming stood up dissatisfied and pointed to the side. "Even I heard it. Next door, they have already established an Immortal Temple, called the Tai Xu True Monarch Temple."

"Don’t forget, Heavenly Tower Mountain was Senior Sister Ling Su’s dojo. Now that something has happened to her, how could this place inexplicably gain an owner?"

"I haven’t heard that a dojo could be inherited. Besides, as far as I know, that so-called Tai Xu True Monarch is not a Cultivator from our North Continent."

Hua Ming said all of this as quickly as a machine gun, then picked up his tea cup and moistened his throat.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Hao Ming True Monarch looked at his junior brother with an expressionless face.

"What do I want to say?" Hua Mingzi smirked, helplessly saying, "Such a good opportunity, and you’re just going to let it pass by with open eyes?"

Upon hearing this, Hao Ming True Monarch shook his head and refilled the other’s cup of tea. "Have you forgotten about Master Shu Yu of Kaiyuan Prefecture? If Qing Guang Cave doesn’t speak up, why should it be my turn to act?"

The establishment of the Tai Xu True Monarch Temple would certainly attract much attention, but it wouldn’t include him.

"Hehe!"

Hua Ming laughed instead of getting anxious upon hearing this: "Senior Brother, this time your mind isn’t working as fast as mine. Just think, who is in charge of investigating the Bodhi Sect?"

"Ling Su was killed by the monks. Senior Sister You Yao is still investigating this matter. Before it’s done, Master Shu Yu, as her junior brother, wouldn’t dare to occupy the Heavenly Tower Mountain left behind by Ling Su. He’s afraid of tarnishing his senior sister’s reputation, isn’t he?"

Upon hearing this, Hao Ming True Monarch’s tea-pouring hand paused slightly.

You Yao’s mission was to avenge Ling Su and several other fellow disciples. If successful, her position in the sect would surely advance.

This time, she sought fame rather than profit.

Therefore, before avenging the great enmity, she wouldn’t tolerate others touching Ling Su’s "legacy."

No wonder Master Shu Yu had no reaction even after the establishment of the Tai Xu True Monarch Temple. The problem lay here.

"Don’t blame your junior brother for not reminding you. This turmoil is not a matter of a day or two. Our sect and the Bodhi Sect are both Great Sects under heaven. Now that a dispute has arisen, who knows how long it will last. The elders won’t really pressure Senior Sister You Yao to handle this alone. As long as she captures a few monks and avenges the deaths of her fellow disciples, it will be fine."

"Maybe it’s just a matter of ten days or half a month. You should seize the opportunity."

Saying this, Hua Ming playfully patted his stomach and laughed, "Even if you, Senior Brother, look down on it, your junior brother is still hungry. Rather than letting an outsider have Heavenly Tower Mountain, why not let me taste the Emperor’s Aura?"

"..."

Hao Ming True Monarch glanced over, surprised that this seemingly unreliable junior brother had a moment of clarity.

He hesitated for a moment. "How do you propose we do it?"

"I see that the people in Senior Brother’s dojo have been at ease for a long time. You might as well take this opportunity to seize some Emperor’s Aura and let that Great Demon roam outside again."

Hua Ming was obviously interested: "Test his capability."

"If he is incompetent, then destroy his Tai Xu True Monarch Temple. Immortal Temples aren’t easily rebuilt. Once destroyed, the people of Heavenly Tower Mountain will completely lose confidence in it. We can then take advantage of the situation, and the matter will be settled."

"Of course, if he is capable, we can apologize and recall the Great Demon. We won’t lose anything, and can plan further."

Hao Ming True Monarch listened quietly, closing his eyes.

The continuous rubbing of the teacup in his hand showed a hint of interest.

...

Roar!

Accompanied by a long howl.

A giant ape, covered in white hair, suddenly stepped into Kaiyuan Prefecture, rushing through as if it were its own territory.

Many refugees, already exhausted from lack of water and food, had no strength left to flee. They could only wail instinctively, kneeling sincerely on the ground, and reciting an ode to Hao Ming True Monarch’s reverent title.

Then they were trampled into the ground.

This scene had long become a common occurrence in the North Continent.

The few refugees who were lucky enough to survive, with their faces twitching and eyes wide open, watched as their companions, who had been discussing setting up small businesses in the city once the Immortals quelled the monster disaster, turned into a heap of flesh in an instant.

They trembled for a long while, then suddenly used the last of their strength to rise, and then desperately kowtowed, their voices breaking while continuing to recite as loudly as possible.

Heaven is high; it needs to be louder so that the True Monarch can hear the suffering of the world.

Fortunately, the White Ape soon ran off, leaving behind a landscape of corpses, wails, and relentless chanting that lingered on.