Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 82 Entering the Demon Suppression Division

Li Chan's face darkened.

I should have known better than to step forward. Is this really my apprentice?

He keeps calling me "Old Li," and if you didn't know better, you'd think he was calling out to the old man at the village entrance.

"How rude!"

Old Li glared at Song Shen, then looked at the old man surnamed He, "Get out of here immediately, or you will suffer a terrible fate."

The old man surnamed He's anger intensified once more.

Things have changed. Before, it was a minor official bullying the disciples of the sect; now it has become a martial artist from the Jianghu challenging the sect.

"Old He, it seems you need my help. Kid, let's back down now. You don't need to kneel and kowtow. Release my disciple, and we'll all be fine, how about it?"

Song Shen said coldly, "I said I'd detain you for a few days, and that's how long it will be. Not a day less. If you dare to oppose the imperial court, then bring it on."

The two innate martial artists were helpless.

How could I, with my innate power, be unable to persuade a mere lowly official, a martial artist who had acquired martial skills?

This is already a severe challenge to their dignity as ordinary people.

"Very well, very well." The old man surnamed He laughed in anger, "I'm going all out today! I'll capture you. At worst, the court will blame me, and I'll go to jail!"

The sword energy erupted once more.

This time, two innate sword energies rose up simultaneously, creating a powerful vortex.

The gale roared, and the sword's cry resounded.

Li Chan stood still, calmly observing everything, without the slightest intention to make a move.

Next second,

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred. An indestructible cold light descended from the sky, simultaneously annihilating and shattering the two innate sword energies.

"What??????"

The powerful figures from both major sects retreated simultaneously.

In a flash, a figure in purple landed in front of the government office. The tall figure raised his hand and scattered a rain of innate sword energy, the whistling sound almost filling the entire city.

The two old men suddenly felt an uncontrollable frenzy surging through their clothes, as if they were caught in a vortex of swords and could be torn apart at any moment.

He then channeled all his energy to deal with the attack, wielding his sword like rain, creating bursts of true energy in the air. The exploding qi surged wildly in all directions, like a raging tornado.

Whoosh!!!

Amidst the pitiful groans,

The elderly man surnamed He retreated violently, his face turning deathly pale. His bloodied arm flew through the air and landed on the ground.

He quickly blocked the acupoints, as the left side of his arm, which had been cut open, had lost too much blood.

Xiao Pingzhe's fierce eyes fell on the missing left arm of the old man surnamed He. "You heard what he said just now, attacking an official. I'll spare your life this arm because of your advanced age. Lock him up later!"

After speaking, he looked at the short, elderly swordsman.

The short, elderly swordsman immediately retreated, saying, "I will stop fighting, I confess my guilt..."

The elderly man surnamed He seemed to have been robbed of time in an instant, aging more than twice as much.

He has already been rendered useless.

"Xiao Pingzhe! I am also a deacon of the Flying Snow Manor sect. How could you be so domineering as to cut off my arm!"

The old man surnamed He was furious, but dared not draw his sword again.

If it happened again, it wouldn't just be an arm that would be cut off.

It is the head.

The purple-robed demon slayer, Xiao Pingzhe, coldly said, "What kind of sect steward are you? There are more green-haired turtles in the lake than you. You use something like forcibly piling up pills to break through, and you dare to call yourself a Xiantian? You've been in the martial world for so long, and you still don't understand the most basic principle: you don't become stronger just by getting older, understand? How dare you presume to be senior and disrespect the laws and authority of the imperial court? Over the years, the Demon Suppression Division has destroyed many sects. If necessary, I wouldn't mind adding Flying Snow Manor to the list."

The cold words fell like a sentence, leaving no room for argument.

"Locked!"

Song Shen coughed and stepped forward, saying, "Gentlemen, please be more considerate."

The old man surnamed He looked at Song Shen with a hatred deeper than the water in Green Lake, like a defeated rooster.

Damn it, this old bastard is a bully who preys on the weak. He's terrified of this man in purple, but he dares to bar his teeth and act all fierce in front of me.

He must have bullied others a lot when he was young, and he hasn't changed at all now that he's old; he's just a thug who's grown old.

After capturing the one-armed old man, Song Shen approached the short old man.

The short old man's eyes flashed sharply, and then he suddenly revealed a kind smile.

"I admire the junior official for upholding justice, but too much rigidity can lead to breakage, so you must be careful."

Song Shen smiled and said, "If you are upright, you will walk steadily. I, as a captain, rely on the laws of the Great Yong Dynasty. What do I have to fear from petty villains? You should worry about how Wan Jie will be preserved."

"you……"

The short old man felt dizzy and lightheaded. The thought that he was so old and a powerful innate expert who could move freely, yet he was being humiliated by such a young boy, made his blood boil.

On the other side, Li Chan almost burst out laughing.

Has my apprentice been replaced? Where did that cautious and timid servant of the Cao family go?

Seeing that the battle was over, Commander Lu Xinhui finally dared to come out and take a look, but what he saw almost made his legs go weak.

Two innate masters were captured by Song Shen?

When he turned his gaze to the figure in purple again, he immediately fell silent, trembling with fear.

Demon Suppression Division!

The Demon Suppression Division, a place even ghosts fear.

No wonder both of these innate masters were in such a sorry state!

Song Shenyi waved his hand, and Liu Shuisheng and Zhang Baolu stepped forward to escort the two innate masters away.

However, these were innate masters, so the two lowly officials dared not be arrogant. They could only lower their heads meekly, afraid that the two innate masters would see their faces.

Lu Xinhui and Cao Yang both smiled wryly. Their prison was about to become famous. It was a cell that held a master of the Innate Realm, which made it much more valuable.

Back then, when Old Man Cao broke through to the Innate Realm, the whole city trembled. Now, an Innate Realm cultivator is directly imprisoned in their cell. What kind of world is this?

The man in purple looked at Song Shen.

"Song Shen, this is our second time meeting, isn't it?"

Xiao Pingzhe smiled broadly, concealing his sharp edge.

Song Shen corrected him, "Isn't this the third time?"

Xiao Pingzhe was stunned, and then looked at him with a sense of awe. "No wonder you were able to withstand the innate sword energy with your acquired cultivation. Although these two old guys are considered to be very weak among the innate cultivators, your ability to do this is truly a gift from heaven."

"Even the innate realm has different strengths?" Song Shen thought of Old Cao, who was definitely an extremely strong being among the innate realm, even though he had also used elixirs.

Xiao Pingzhe looked at Li Chan and said with a smile, "Elder Li, this is not something I should be doing."

Li Chan coughed lightly and said calmly, "Kid, if you don't know, why don't you ask? Your master is right here."

Song Shen hurriedly said, "Please teach me, Master."

"That's alright." Li Chan said solemnly, "The difference between strong and weak mainly comes from three points. First, it comes from the techniques of attack, defense, and movement. These two old guys have clumsy swordsmanship and are obviously idiots with extremely poor comprehension. Their swordsmanship is of low quality."

Secondly, it comes from the foundation laid after birth. Similarly, it involves tempering and strengthening the skin, flesh, and internal organs, cleansing the blood and marrow. Some people have bodies like steel, their blood and marrow refined to perfection, while others barely pass. But the innate foundation is about refining essence into qi. If your own essence and qi are impure and chaotic, no matter how much you condense and purify your true qi, the deficiency in your foundation already limits you, so naturally you won't be very strong. Thirdly, it's about the quality and quantity of innate true qi. Although these two old guys have also broken through the shackles, they were lazy in condensing their innate true qi, far from the purity that a martial artist of this age should have. Do you understand?

Song Shen nodded: "Insightful, Master, your analysis is very profound."

Li Chan snorted, "No need to thank me, I am your master."

You know that too?

Song Shen didn't say anything to him, but the old man said on his own initiative, "The matter here has been investigated and clarified. As for Xiao Ziyi, I will go to her residence first. You two can talk slowly."

Xiao Pingzhe nodded and said, "Of course, of course."

Li Chan patted Song Shen on the shoulder and walked away.

Xiao Pingzhe said, "You even need to introduce yourself? I am Xiao Pingzhe, the Purple-Robed Demon Exorcist of the Demon Suppression Division."

Song Shen thought for a moment and said, "Hello."

Xiao Pingzhe laughed: "Interesting. Most people would react if they heard my identity."

"What reaction?" Song Shen was stunned.

Xiao Pingzhe opened his mouth, then said helplessly, "Let's talk about it at the yamen."

Song Shen nodded and entered the yamen with Xiao Pingzhe. Lu Xinhui hurriedly stepped forward to greet them: "This humble official greets Xiao Ziyi."

Xiao Pingzhe swept his gaze across the crowd and said calmly, "These two madmen are so arrogant at the entrance of the yamen, and you just let a captain handle it all by himself? If it weren't for Song Shen, would you have let these two old geezers just walk in and run rampant? As officials of the imperial court, don't you have even a shred of thought about upholding the dignity of the court?"

"Oh, this..."

Lu Xinhui's forehead began to sweat.

Wait, what kind of trouble did Song Shen cause? I'm not even his direct superior, why should I take the blame?

However, he only dared to compete in secret; upon hearing these words, he could only bow his head in shame.

"This humble official is of meager strength and old and frail, but I have already gathered all the best men in the yamen and set up defenses within the yamen, ready to fight at any moment. Once these two madmen... these two experts enter, we will immediately rush forward and engage them in battle!"

Song Shen was truly impressed with himself for not laughing.

Xiao Pingzhe's lips twitched. Faced with this old fox, he could only helplessly say, "Fine, you guys go about your business. I'll talk to Song Shen."

Song Shen led Xiao Pingzhe into his official residence, where Xiao Pingzhe said directly, "To put it bluntly, the reason I've come is to extend an invitation to you."

"Oh?"

"Come, join our Demon Suppression Division!"

Xiao Pingzhe looked at Song Shen.

Song Shen asked, "What are the main duties of the Demon Suppression Division? What are the benefits like?"

Xiao Pingzhe was taken aback. Wasn't this question too direct?

"The business is simple: we slay demons. As for the compensation... our Demon Suppression Division is backed by the Nine Cauldrons Palace and the imperial court. Our cultivation techniques and salaries are the best among all government departments. There's only one thing: everything depends on merit, and the source of merit is slaying demons!"

Song Shen immediately said, "I'll join."

Xiao Pingzhe burst into laughter: "I told you you were born for this."