Immortality Start with Farming - chapter 808 (Patreon)

Chapter 808: Shaking the Cultivation World

That being said—

Everyone present had witnessed the strength of Insect Devil Yin Lingzi with their own eyes.

Even members of the four great sects looked at him with exceptional awe.

By his own power, Yin Lingzi had challenged several high-ranking demon cultivators in succession and even saved the commander of Celestial Star City’s Violet-Gold Sacred Armor. Such a feat was not something just anyone could accomplish.

After dealing with the infiltrating demons,

Qin Ming brought Lord Zichen and Master Kongzhi back to the immortal city where the allied forces were stationed.

He arranged quiet cave residences for them so they could recover from their injuries.

This also greatly changed their impression of the Insect Devil of the Redwater Wasteland, who was known for his ruthless methods and unpredictable schemes.

After this battle, the name Insect Devil Yin Lingzi reached an astonishing level of fame throughout the cultivation world.

In particular, his deeds in slaying Mogulu and the demon cultivators of the Bloodmare Organization spread across the entire Kunlun Domain like a hurricane.

Every immortal city was flooded with the shocking news, and discussions erupted everywhere.

“Extra! Extra! Tianhe Sect’s Insect Devil Yin Lingzi single-handedly slew the famous Demon General Mogulu and the Bloodmare Organization’s Mojiao, shaking the cultivation world!”

“What?! Did I hear that right? Mogulu was a Demon General! Countless cultivators died at his hands!”

“Even the commander of the Violet-Gold Sacred Armor couldn't do anything to him, yet he was killed by the Insect Devil.”

“Then Senior Yin is far too powerful, isn’t he? He probably has no rivals in the Void Refinement realm.”

“Exactly! Fellow Daoist, your words make perfect sense.”

“As far as this old man knows, the higher one’s cultivation, the harder it becomes for cultivators of the same realm to kill each other. That’s especially true for profound realms above Void Refinement.”

“That’s right. Anyone who reaches such heights is blessed with fortune and opportunities. None of them are easy targets. To kill a Void Refinement mighty figure of the same realm, one must be prepared to perish together.”

“Unless... one’s divine abilities are several times, or even more than ten times stronger than the opponent’s. Otherwise, a one-sided battle is nearly impossible.”

“Doesn’t that mean the Insect Devil’s Void Refinement divine powers have already reached the absolute peak of the realm?”

“That’s probably the case. But from what I heard from a fellow Daoist who witnessed the battle, the Insect Devil is not only unrivaled in insect arts, he’s also a body-refining cultivator of the demonic path. He actually blew apart that Void Refinement demon with a single punch...”

“Hiss—!”

Everyone drew a sharp breath.

Throughout the immortal city, from streets and alleys to teahouses and taverns, this explosive news dominated every conversation.

At the same time,

the name Insect Devil Yin Lingzi was completely blacklisted by both the demon and fiend races, and an enormous bounty was placed on his head.

Even providing information about his whereabouts would earn a reward equivalent to a Void Refinement opportunity.

…

Within the Demon Race’s spiritual domain, inside a dark hall atop a black mountain.

The purple-haired demoness who had narrowly escaped death knelt on one knee. Beside the highest seat stood a middle-aged man with long hair draped casually over his shoulders. His eyes were cold and sharp.

The terrifying spiritual pressure emanating from him left every demon cultivator present barely daring to breathe, demonstrating the overwhelming strength of his presence.

After returning to the Demon Race,

the purple-haired demoness reported everything exactly as it had happened.

The death of a Demon General had caused a tremendous upheaval among the Demon Race, especially since it was Mogulu, who oversaw the frontlines of the Skyridge Mountains.

Not just anyone could hold such a position.

After a long silence,

the man finally asked, “Ziling, have you omitted anything from your report?”

“Reporting to Lord Liyou Demon Marshal, this junior has not concealed anything,” replied the purple-haired demoness named Ziling respectfully.

After receiving her confirmation, Liyou Demon Marshal frowned and pondered.

“If that is the case... then this person’s demonic arts should originate from the Holy Realm. But who would be so idle as to pass such a domineering demonic cultivation method to a human?”

“What a pity about Mogulu. Given his talent and fortune, he had at least a slight chance of attempting to break through to the Integration Realm.”

“He was Old Monster Sikong’s most prized disciple. Now that he has fallen to a human, things are bound to become chaotic.”

At the mention of “Old Monster Sikong,” all the demon cultivators below immediately fell silent, as though they had heard the name of some terrifying existence.

“Lord Demon Marshal, could this human possibly be the lower-realm ascended cultivator whom the two Holy Ancestors of the Holy Realm are hunting?”

“After all, so much time has passed, yet we’ve found no trace of that person.”

“Perhaps he secretly ascended and concealed himself under a false identity.”

“Most importantly, Yin Lingzi’s strength is simply too outrageous. Even Lord Mojiao of the Bloodmare Organization and Lord Mogulu were no match for him.”

The hall instantly fell silent.

After a brief moment of thought, Liyou Demon Marshal said,

“Impossible. No matter how extraordinary someone from the lower realms may be, it would be impossible to reach the peak of Void Refinement within only a few hundred years.”

“Still, there is a slight possibility in what you say. But we won’t know anything until Yin Lingzi is captured.”

As he spoke, an image surfaced involuntarily in his mind—

A heaven-defying son of the human race who had reached the Integration Realm in only three hundred years and stirred the entire Spirit Realm.

That person was the Green Emperor Sovereign.

Because of that, he did not completely dismiss the possibility.

“Ziling, you mentioned earlier that Yin Lingzi summoned a Heavenly Demon phantom and took away the Six Desires Heaven-Mixing Demon. Tell me everything in detail once more. The rest of you may leave.”

“As you command!”

With those words, the other demon cultivators withdrew from the hall, leaving only the purple-haired demoness and Liyou Demon Marshal behind.

…

Meanwhile,

Qin Ming, the very center of the storm, had already been summoned back to the sect by Ren Water Ancestor.

Such a major incident naturally required him to report in person.

Fortunately, he had long prepared his explanation.

At the source of the Redwater River, within Tianhe Sect.

Every demonic sect along both banks was filled with jubilant celebrations.

After all, their Grand Elder, Insect Devil Yin Lingzi, had slain a Demon General, eradicated infiltrating demon spies, and shaken the entire Kunlun Domain through his own strength.

Even other Integration-level sects looked on with envy.

A heroic figure of such stature had a great chance of supporting a sect’s fortune for countless years to come.

Just then,

a vast ripple of spatial fluctuations suddenly spread through the previously clear sky. The surrounding heaven and earth essence began to tremble violently.

Countless blood mosquitoes emerged and gradually condensed into the form of a gray-robed elder standing with his hands behind his back and a sharp gaze.

The moment Yin Lingzi, possessed by Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit, appeared,

everyone looked up.

The entire Tianhe Sect instantly erupted with excitement. Countless disciples raised their hands high and shouted his name.

“Elder Yin has returned to the sect!”

“This disciple greets the Third Grand Elder!”

“Elder Yin’s divine powers are unrivaled beneath the heavens!”

“Elder Yin slew a Demon General and brought glory to Tianhe Sect! Your achievements will be remembered for all eternity!”

“The Third Grand Elder’s demonic might covers the world! An immortal legend forever!”

“...”

The waves of cheers rose higher and higher.

Qin Ming casually glanced at the fanatical disciples and shook his head.

Then, without lingering any longer, he headed straight for Ren Water Ancestor’s cave residence in the rear mountains.

A short while later,

Qin Ming arrived once more before the familiar cave residence.

Unlike last time, Ren Water Ancestor, dressed in a crimson robe, was already standing outside the entrance.

It seemed as though he had been waiting specifically for him.

Very few people could receive such treatment.

Ren Water Ancestor’s silver hair was full and lustrous. A diamond-shaped mark rested on his brow, and his entire bearing radiated vitality and warmth.

But Qin Ming knew very well that this old fellow was the true schemer.

Naturally, he would not be fooled by appearances.

“Elder Yin has returned! Excellent, excellent!”

“Come inside and talk.”

Ren Water Ancestor’s experienced gaze lingered on Qin Ming for a moment longer than usual.

He seemed to be searching for something, but found nothing.

Qin Ming forced a smile and cupped his hands.

“How could this disciple deserve having the Ancestor personally wait here?”

“No matter. There is no need for modesty. Your merit in eliminating the demon spies fully warrants such treatment. Those old fellows among the human race’s upper echelons have been sending me messages for days. Tianhe Sect has truly gained face this time.”

After speaking, Ren Water Ancestor clasped his hands behind his back and entered the cave residence.

Qin Ming followed.

Inside,

Ren Water Ancestor prepared spiritual tea for him.

Qin Ming then repeated the explanation he had prepared in advance.

After a long while,

Ren Water Ancestor nodded in satisfaction.

But the next moment,

he abruptly changed the subject.

“Didn’t I tell you from the beginning that the objective of this mission was the Insect Spirit Grass in Insect Valley? Those subordinate forces were supposed to serve as cannon fodder. As commander, you only needed to put on a show. Why did you personally enter the battlefield?”

As he spoke, the diamond-shaped mark on his brow emitted an almost imperceptible fluctuation.

Qin Ming’s heart tightened.

He knew this old fox had likely activated some kind of clairvoyant secret art capable of determining whether someone was lying.

Fortunately, Old Devil Qingyang had already prepared a countermeasure.

Before entering the cave residence, he had cast the Heavenly Illusion Demonic Sound secret art on Qin Ming, allowing him to evade such detection methods.

Thus, Qin Ming answered directly,

“Reporting to the Ancestor, the commander of Celestial Star City and Master Kongzhi both sent distress signals. If I failed to respond, it would have been difficult to justify.”

“After all, both of them have significant backgrounds. If I left myself open to criticism—”

Before he could finish, Ren Water Ancestor snorted coldly.

“Hmph! So what if they have some backing?”

“Am I not your backer as well?”

Qin Ming quickly replied,

“The Ancestor speaks wisely. This disciple failed to consider the matter thoroughly.”

Internally, however, he cursed the old man.

The fellow had pretended to be injured and remained hidden inside the sect the entire time, caring about no one but himself.

As expected,

Ren Water Ancestor soon shifted the conversation to the matter he cared about most.

“Since the matter is already settled, there is no need to dwell on it. In any case, it benefited Tianhe Sect, and Elder Yin’s contribution is undeniable.”

“By the way, your demonic cultivation has advanced dramatically. Did you obtain some inheritance technique from the Linglong Immortal Estate Secret Realm?”

“I’ll personally examine it for you. It’s all for your own good.”

The reasoning was obvious.

Yin Lingzi’s strength had increased far too quickly. There had to be a reason.

Qin Ming inwardly cursed the old fox.

He always claimed to act for the benefit of his disciples, but in reality he coveted whatever opportunities they had obtained.

Had it been anyone else today, they likely would not have left this cave residence alive without producing something convincing.

Qin Ming had already anticipated the question.

Without hesitation, he took out an ancient jade slip from his storage bag and respectfully presented it.

“Indeed. By a fortunate coincidence, this disciple discovered an inheritance from the Ancient Devil Realm within the resting place of fallen immortals and demons in the secret realm. Please have a look, Ancestor.”

“What?! An inheritance from the Ancient Devil Realm?!”

Even the deeply calculating Ren Water Ancestor lost his composure.

With a wave of his hand, the jade slip flew into his grasp.

His divine sense entered it immediately.

After only a single glance, his expression became extraordinarily colorful.

“An inheritance cultivation method from the Ancient Devil Realm—the Yuansha Infinite True Demon Art!”

…

On the distant Little Turtle Peak,

Qin Ming reclined leisurely in a wicker chair, enjoying the service of Little Silver Fox and Tian Ling’er while sipping spiritual tea.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Old Devil Qingyang’s smug laughter echoed in his mind.

“Kekeke! Well, Qin lad, what do you think of this move? I modified that pig-raising cultivation method a little. I’m not boasting, but forget him—even others won’t be able to find anything suspicious.”

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