105: Chapter 105 Murder to Silence! Yan Kong: Oh no, are we going to meet Buddha now?

Once these words were spoken... both groups on the field were plunged into a state of bewilderment!

The Somber Middle-aged Man from the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect was instantly dumbfounded... He rubbed his ears in disbelief, as if he had heard wrong, and asked,

"Lord Shen... what did you just say?"

"I didn't hear clearly!"

Shen Yi did not speak, instead stroking the Magical Artifact in his hand while looking toward the ascetic monk from Hanshan Temple!

Seeing this, Master Yankong of Hanshan Temple also looked stunned, though excitement flickered across his sorrowful face.

It appeared extremely strange and abstract...

After a moment of silence... Master Yankong waved his hands repeatedly.

"Lord Shen... I cannot accept a reward for no merit!"

"This Magical Artifact is far less precious than the Materials of this Iron-Armored Zombie!"

"My Hanshan Temple is impoverished and does not have enough Spirit Stones to support it!"

"Lord Shen should give it to the Fellow Daoist from the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect instead!"

The Somber Middle-aged Man from the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect grew anxious and spoke up.

"That's right, Lord Shen. By all logic and reason, it should be given to our Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect!"

"Lord Shen, do not forget that you are an official of the Immortal Dynasty... these bald donkeys have a criminal record!"

"Currently, many lords in the Imperial Court are somewhat resistant to Buddhism, and Cultivators of the Immortal Dao are quite disdainful of them as well!!"

"If Lord Shen acts like this... I fear it will provoke the hostility of many lords!"

"For the sake of your future..."

Shen Yi merely glanced at the Somber Middle-aged Man.

"Are you teaching this official how to do his job?"

"Where did you get so much nonsense?"

"This official eliminated the demon and slew this Iron-Armored Zombie, so this item is my property... I will give it to whomever I please!"

"Does it really require someone else's consent!"

The Somber Middle-aged Man grew anxious.

In his view, this Iron-Armored Zombie was nailed-on property of the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect.

Whether it was the marriage, or the background of the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect, both were excellent endorsements!

The quality of this item was Second-Grade, and relying on the unique refining techniques of the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect, plus the Second-Grade rare item 'Blood-Surging Lotus' he had just obtained, and after being nourished in a land of Evil Qi... it could break through to the Third-Grade!

Furthermore, it had the potential to reach the Fourth-Grade!

The strength of the Fourth-Grade, even at the prefecture level, could not be underestimated!

If he cultivated it properly, his status in the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect would increase greatly!

Not only that... the heterodox paths of the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect could merge with the Bloodline of a corpse puppet.

The foundation of a Fourth-Grade corpse puppet would make his promotion to the Dao Foundation Realm no problem!

This Iron-Armored Zombie could be said to be his opportunity for enlightenment!

He had discovered it with great difficulty!

How could he give it up easily!

At this moment, he lost his composure, and his gaze became somewhat impolite.

His tone also turned sinister.

"Lord Shen, you had better think this through."

"Many lords fear monks like wolves and tigers... and our Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect is not so easy to offend either!"

"I know Lord Shen may have an extraordinary background... but how can one family compare to the Immortal Dao, how can it compare to the noble princes and ministers?"

"You should think twice before acting!"

Once these words were spoken, the expressions of those nearby changed instantly!

Shen Yi raised an eyebrow, and before he could speak, he saw Wang Meng step forward, his tone ferocious.

He was like a fierce tiger.

His voice was like a booming bell, and the sound made one involuntarily shudder with fear.

"Are you..."

"Threatening my Lord?"

The Evil Qi surged forward, and that fierce pressure, like a mountain, made him instantly regain his reason!

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

"Damn it, I was truly blinded by greed!"

"I almost forgot, there is such a fierce soldier present!"

"Fine! Once I leave this place, I will find someone and use my connections to retrieve this item!"

"I remember that there are lords in Pingyang Prefecture who are close to the Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect... I will use that to suppress him!"

"In any case... I must get my hands on this Iron-Armored Zombie!"

His eyes rolled... harboring malicious intent.

However, a fawning expression reappeared on his face, and he chuckled.

"This great general has misunderstood... how would I dare to do such a thing."

"I was merely trying to remind Lord Shen!"

"Since Lord Shen is not interested, then our Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect will not force the issue."

"Since that is the case... then let us part ways!"

After saying this, the Somber Middle-aged Man led his Disciples and turned to leave...

However, unexpectedly, before they had walked a few steps, they were called back by Shen Yi.

The Somber Middle-aged Man immediately felt that something was wrong and turned his head reluctantly.

"Lord Shen, is there still something?"

Seeing this, Shen Yi nodded seriously.

"Your Corpse-Driving Immortal Sect's corpse refining is truly a marvel of the Jing Dynasty."

"I just don't know... is there anyone among you who can refine themselves into a corpse?"

Once these words were spoken, everyone around was shocked!

The Somber Middle-aged Man immediately felt the killing intent encroaching and roared furiously.

"Run!"

His Disciples scattered to flee... but before they could go a few steps, they were surrounded by eight hundred Rakshasa Dao Soldiers!

They closed in step by step... Immortal techniques exploded forth!

But under the impact of that Evil Qi, they all dissipated!

Screams echoed through the clouds... blood flowed into the dry sandy ground, adding a touch of crimson!

The Somber Middle-aged Man was covered in blood and roared.

"Shen Yi, you actually slaughtered colleagues, killed an official appointee of the Imperial Court! You are truly audacious!"

"Do you know what kind of crime you have committed!"

"It is a capital crime punishable by the extermination of the nine clans!"

"Let me go now... and we will pretend nothing happened, otherwise..."

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Before his voice fell, his two arms were twisted like a pretzel.

The long-distance sound transmission technique he was outlining in his hands suddenly collapsed... the backlash of Spiritual Qi struck.

His internal organs were displaced.

He violently spat out a mouthful of blood!

He looked on in disbelief...

"How did you..."

Shen Yi slowly stepped forward, his hands tucked into his belt, looking very imposing.

Despite committing such an illegal act, he acted as if nothing had happened.

He smiled and said.

"You, sir, are indeed a talent."

"You are far more astute than the average person when it comes to reading expressions."

"But what was the meaning of the killing intent that suddenly surged from your body?"

"Thinking about it... it must be that your cultivation is not up to par!"

"If there hadn't been that threat earlier, I would have just let you go."

"If you had retaliated afterward, that would have been your capability!"

"But this face-to-face threat... it scared this official so much that I dare not let you go!"

"Lord Shen... Lord Shen... Master Shen... I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Spare me, spare me, the treasures on me... the treasures on me, they are all yours, they are all yours!"

"As long as you spare my life, everything else is yours!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi said with a strange expression.

"What you said is interesting."

"After you die, won't your things be mine anyway?"

"They were originally my things, why do I need you to give them to me?"

"Can't I just take them myself?"

"Shen Yi... you thousand-cuts-deserving beast..."

The word 'beast' didn't come out.

The man's head was severed.

Wang Meng picked up the Storage Pouch and placed it in front of Shen Yi.

It was dripping with blood...

Shen Yi put it away and looked at Master Yankong.

Master Yankong... was trembling.

"...I knew there was no such thing as a free lunch!"

"I just became the abbot of Hanshan Temple while taking the blame for others, and I ran into an official of the Immortal Dynasty engaging in black-on-black robbery."

"Who did I offend?"

"He isn't going to kill me to silence me, is he?"

"My life is over!!!"

"However... am I going to meet the Buddha?"