Chapter 201: Seclusion

Shen Changqing had just smashed the two black banners, unleashing the monsters trapped inside.

The monsters, sealed for a long time, were already seething with resentment.

Now, freed from their confinement, they erupted with a potent Yin and evil aura, surging towards him in a wave of malice.

Seeing this, Shen Changqing simply unleashed a palm strike.

The power of Great Sun True Qi, combined with the Crimson Sun Palm, burst forth with a searing heat, so intense that flames instantly ignited in the void, consuming all three monsters in an instant.

A familiar feeling washed over him.

He looked at his status panel, where over twenty slaughter points had materialized.

Combined with the existing four.

His slaughter points had just breached the thirty-point threshold.

"Although the three monsters were of a lower rank, their price was relatively cheap. If I had spent those million silvers to purchase Nether Rank monsters, I would have accumulated a significant number of slaughter points!"

For monsters bought with tens of thousands of silvers, he’d gained over twenty points.

If he had spent a million, he’d likely have hundreds of points at his disposal.

With such a quantity…

Shen Changqing was confident he could attempt to break the Human Limit.

"What a pity, it is impossible."

He shook his head.

If there were that many monsters available for purchase, he wouldn’t need to risk his life. He could simply stay within the Demon Suppression Division and steadily increase his strength.

But.

In the world currently, the evil held the upper hand.

Only the side door sects possessed the means to seal the evil.

Of course.

The Demon Subjugation Pavilion and the Demon Sealing Pavilion must also have such methods, but Shen Changqing had no intention of learning them.

Unless—

Such methods could be disseminated, allowing others to seal the monsters.

However, this was impossible.

Not to mention the dangers inherent in sealing monsters.

Simply spreading the technique might lead to individuals exploiting the power of the evil for their own nefarious purposes.

The potential problems that would arise.

Might just exacerbate the situation even further.

Moreover.

The Demon Subjugation Pavilion and the Demon Sealing Pavilion clearly wouldn’t leak such techniques. Otherwise, they would have already spread across the world.

Shaking his head, Shen Changqing returned directly to the Demon Suppression Division.

This time.

He didn’t return to his residence, but instead came directly to the Martial Pavilion door.

Tan Tianji was still seated there, taking a nap.

Sensing someone’s presence, he reluctantly opened his drooping eyelids and glanced at him.

"What brings you here today?"

Shen Changqing hadn’t visited for many days. Tan Tianji had assumed he was in seclusion in the Seclusion Pavilion, cultivating his martial arts.

Unexpectedly.

After only a few days, he had returned.

Scanning him up and down carefully, Tan Tianji couldn’t discern much.

In a few days.

Shen Changqing had long since calmed the surging Qi and blood of his breakthrough.

He took out the Demon Suppression Coins he had gathered in his sleeve.

"I need to enter a secret room for cultivation for sixty days. Here are two thousand merit points. Please, Elder Tan, accept them!"

"Two thousand merit points!"

Tan Tianji’s pupils constricted, staring at the twenty light golden Demon Suppression Coins in his hand, somewhat stunned.

However.

The Demon Suppression Coins in his hand clearly told him exactly what Shen Changqing had said.

"Where did you get so many merit points?"

Tan Tianji was bewildered.

Since he’d come to the Martial Pavilion to guard the door, he hadn’t been very informed about the outside world.

He also wasn’t aware.

That the black market had recently held an auction for Grandmaster martial arts.

Now.

Shen Changqing was directly producing two thousand merit points, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say Tan Tianji was shocked.

Even after serving in the Internal Affairs Pavilion for many years, he couldn’t produce two thousand merit points at once.

"The origin of the merit points, I trust there’s no need for me to explain?"

"The Demon Suppression Division won’t question the origin of your merit points. If you can obtain them, that’s your own ability."

Hearing this, Tan Tianji realized he had spoken out of turn.

He then gave a faint smile, also offering a kind reminder.

"Splurging two thousand merit points on a secret room isn’t a wise use of resources. If you were to exchange the merit points for other things, you could achieve the effect you desire, and the consumption would be less, although it would only cost more time.

You don’t have any pressing matters within the Demon Suppression Division, so why not proceed step by step?"

Tan Tianji was also worried that Shen Changqing might regret it later.

After all, merit points were not easy to obtain.

Spending two thousand merit points entirely on the secret room, was clearly an attempt to seize this opportunity to promote to the realm of True Intent manifestation.

But the problem was.

True Intent manifestation itself wasn’t difficult.

With normal cultivation, even if he spent a thousand merit points on resources, he could achieve this step. The difference would be the time required would be longer.

What was truly difficult.

Was the path one must take after True Intent manifested.

Hearing this.

Shen Changqing’s expression was resolute: "I appreciate Elder Tan’s kindness, but my mind is made up."

What was time?

To ordinary people, time was insignificant, and could not be compared to merit points.

But in his opinion, time was precisely the most precious commodity.

From the moment he joined the Demon Suppression Division, everything served as a constant reminder, telling him that time was precious, that he couldn’t waste a single moment, and that he had to improve his strength in the shortest possible time.

If he couldn’t improve.

It was possible that it was a dead end.

Whether he was an Apprentice Demon Slaying Envoy or a future Demon Slaying Envoy.

Every promotion came with a time limit, it was just a question of how long.

The time constraints.

Was constantly reminding others that if they couldn’t increase their strength to a sufficiently high level within a limited time, they would die on a mission.

Although Shen Changqing was now within the Seclusion Pavilion, and was no longer constrained by mission time limits.

But.

His sense of time was still incredibly strong.

Entering the Seclusion Pavilion.

It wasn’t a true guarantee of security.

Just like Zhong Ning and the others, if a battle broke out, they might be called upon at any time.

Then.

It would still come down to fists.

So.

Merit points were not a problem; as long as one lived, they could be earned back.

But if one was gone, then everything was gone.

Watching Shen Changqing’s resolute expression, Tan Tianji didn’t try to dissuade him any further. The other party had made a decision, and his interference might not necessarily be a good thing.

"Go in. I will remind you to come out after sixty days."

"Thank you!"

Shen Changqing cupped his hands, then selected a secret room at random and went inside.

There was no one in the Martial Pavilion now, so the secret rooms were all essentially the same.

Opening the secret room.

A familiar aura of inspiration washed over him.

He flashed inside and closed the stone door.

Sitting cross-legged.

Shen Changqing could clearly feel a dense inspiration surging up from beneath the cushion, causing his closed pores to open instantly.

"This seclusion will be the opportunity for me to breakthrough True Intent manifestation!"

He thought to himself.

If he couldn’t breakthrough to True Intent manifestation by spending two thousand merit points, he would have to seriously question whether his talent was truly sufficient.

Shen Changqing had already made his decision, no matter what happened, he would not leave the secret room for a single step.

Unless the time was up.

As for not eating or drinking for sixty days, he had no worries.

At this level.

Simply by relying on his true Qi and surging Qi and blood, Shen Changqing could go for ten or fifteen days without food or drink and still maintain a full store of energy.

Furthermore.

There was the presence of dense inspiration here.

His physical body would inhale and exhale inspiration every moment, supplementing the depletion.

It could be said.

That the consumption supplemented by breathing in inspiration in the secret room was much better than simply swallowing Satiety Pills or eating meat.

Outside, the concentration of inspiration was insufficient.

Trying to counteract his daily consumption by breathing in inspiration was nothing more than a pipe dream.

Only here.

Sitting atop an entire Spiritual Vein, could he achieve this.

Not wanting to waste time.

Shen Changqing directly calmed his mind and entered his Sea of Consciousness.

In the Sea of Consciousness.

The blood-colored lotus swayed slightly, the outline of the second petal was already there, but it still needed some time to solidify.

Touching it with his mind.

Instantly.

His mind completely immersed itself.

The blood-colored world!

Iron cavalry crushing the earth!

Shen Changqing had long understood the blood-colored world of his True Intent, and quickly merged with it, transforming into a blood-colored iron cavalry, harvesting any life he could.

A terrifying slaughter.

Was quietly gathering.

On the other side.

After he entered the secret room, Tan Tianji also put away the Demon Suppression Coins and lay back down.

However.

He didn’t take it lightly this time, but instead was thinking about some things.

Shen Changqing’s sudden offering of two thousand Demon Suppression Coins, it was certainly not without a problem.

Even though he didn’t ask any questions on the surface.

But secretly.

Tan Tianji also had his suspicions.

"Where did that kid get his merit points? It’s strange. After so many years in the Demon Suppression Division, even if I didn’t eat or drink, the merit points I accumulated wouldn’t be much. How long has he been in the Demon Suppression Division, and he can produce two thousand in one go—"

The more Tan Tianji thought about it, the more puzzled he became.

He even felt the urge to immediately go and ask someone for clarification.

He couldn’t ask Shen Changqing.

He could go ask someone else.

Tan Tianji didn’t believe that such an event with two thousand merit points would go unnoticed.

Only.

Looking at the Martial Pavilion, he finally gave up on this idea.

Now the people in the Martial Pavilion were almost all gone, which had resulted in the Martial Pavilion being an empty shell now, if he left, the Martial Pavilion having any problems, that would be a big problem.

Not to mention anything else.

Just the Spiritual Vein beneath the Martial Pavilion was an unparalleled treasure.

Not to mention.

The Martial Pavilion also possessed numerous collections, as well as the imprints of strong experts, any one of which placed in the Jianghu would be enough to cause an uproar.

"Forget it, forget it, I’ll find a chance to investigate it, since he can leisurely come here to the secret room for cultivation, it appears to be a legitimate channel. Otherwise, if there was a real problem, how could the Demon Suppression Division not investigate."

Tan Tianji comforted himself.

After that, he no longer thought about this matter.

Closing his eyes.

He rested peacefully.

Normally, there weren’t many people in the Seclusion Pavilion, and even fewer would come to the Martial Pavilion, now all the people in the Martial Pavilion had been requisitioned, and he couldn’t see a single Martial Pavilion member return for ten or fifteen days.

In this regard.

Tan Tianji was also happy about it.

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