I am a living immortal.

The armored guards at the door formed a strong visual impact with the long-faded vermilion gate. The six fully armed guards were motionless, and the butler was unsure whether they were real people.

The long spear in his hand emitted a cold light, which made the butler shrink his neck.

Step into the palace gate.

There was a dead silence inside. Walking down the corridor, he had the strange illusion of being watched by dozens of eyes. He knew that this was not an illusion. Those hidden guards were everywhere in the palace.

This place was built as solid as a rock by King Cheng. Without permission, not even a fly can fly in.

The servant did not say anything and led the butler inside.

No one takes care of the surrounding environment. It has been abandoned for a long time. There are withered flowers and willows, and weeds are overgrown. From time to time, you can smell a rotten smell. It is not the rotting of plants or something else. It is not strong but makes people uncomfortable.

He has been in the palace for decades.

When Prince Cheng moved in, they thought their status would rise, but who could have imagined that within four years, this place would become like this. Prince Cheng was obsessed with cultivating immortality.

This caused some of the original servants to die or go crazy.

He earned the title of a great butler for nothing. He couldn't escape, and he didn't go crazy either. This was all thanks to his personality. Sometimes he really sighed that people were really good at adapting to the environment. He was actually a little used to it.

It's really scary. Maybe he himself is not a normal person.

As we got closer to the inner courtyard, the smell of medicine in the air overwhelmed the smell of corruption. Just by smelling it, we knew it was bitter, and it had none of the refreshing feeling of medicinal herbs.

From time to time, strange roars and painful howls could be heard.

However, it came to an abrupt end. Several guards quickly passed by him carrying a body that was no longer in human form. The white cloth covering it was oozing with a fishy-yellow sticky substance like grease, accompanied by a foul smell.

He had long been accustomed to this smell.

Finally, the servant brought the man to a hall and went in to report.

When you hear the call.

The butler straightened his clothes and stepped in. The lobby was filled with smoke. The butler did not look around, but knelt on the ground and stared at the ground, delivering the news of the adults in detail without exaggeration or embellishment.

After he finished speaking, there was no sound in the room.

The chief steward held his breath, waiting for King Cheng's judgment. He didn't care much anyway. If he could live, he would live. If he couldn't live, then death would be the end of it.

But he was lucky today, or rather, his appearance was very much to King Cheng's liking.

The heavy atmosphere in the room dissipated as Prince Cheng spoke.

I only heard a voice somewhere between old and young saying, "These people are really well-informed. As soon as I had some results, they couldn't wait to come over."

"Well, just send it to them."

The chief steward didn't even glance at Prince Cheng who was sitting on the high seat. He just responded and left. The room fell into silence again.

At this moment, another voice spoke.

"Do you really want to give it to those people? There are only thirteen pills in this furnace."

"It doesn't matter. After all, we still need them now. They are just some pills, just some by-products." King Cheng's voice was casual, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Any progress on your end?"

"Yes, that fragment of text is far too profound, but even a glimpse of it has given our plan new momentum. There were 131 people in total, 11 of whom survived, and all of them have successfully transformed into 'Immortal Bodies', effectively becoming invulnerable to weapons."

"Not bad, not bad, but it's not enough." Prince Cheng rarely praised.

"My subordinate understands."

Prince Cheng waved his hands. He should be old, logically speaking, but his hands didn't look like that at all. Instead, they looked like the hands of a young boy. However, the skin on his hands was somewhat transparent, and one could even see the blue blood vessels in them, which looked a little weird.

"By the way, I have one more thing to report."

"explain."

"The Shenzi Trading Company has a new and remarkable manager."

"I'm just a mortal, what's so great about him?" King Cheng asked indifferently.

"Yes, of course he's not as good as a living immortal like you, Your Highness, but he's very famous in the martial arts world, and he seems to have found some clues and may have guessed something. Do we need to..."

Prince Cheng, who was sitting on the high throne, frowned and said, "He really has some skills."

"Do we need to give up some of it?"

After all, in his opinion, trading some food for some peace was a good deal. Money was important, but at this critical moment, it wasn't so important. He didn't really understand why. This could obviously be cashed out faster, and the price offered was a bit higher, so why not?

Although he was puzzled, he did not ask aloud. He knew His Highness much better than the butler did. The reason why the butler was still alive was entirely due to his lack of trickery and deception. He was a little unpredictable, but His Highness liked such sensible people.

That's why this butler was able to stay in this position for so long.

Because he knew this, he would not go against His Highness's wishes, nor would he constantly ask why. If His Highness wanted to tell you, he would tell you. If he didn't want to tell you, asking would be useless and might even annoy him for no reason.

But sometimes he also makes some suggestions.

However, His Highness remained silent despite this obviously reasonable suggestion.

Prince Cheng rubbed his brows. How could he not know these principles? But those people clearly had other ideas. Initially, there was no way he could get away with something, and now he was being dragged down, unable to shake off the tail. He didn't have the capital to fight back yet. He had to endure for a while longer. Once his immortal body was fully formed, that would be the time for a rebellion.

Now we can only maintain the status quo. Since the other party wants this, we can just drag it out. But this Mirage Trading Company...

"No, this Shenzi Trading Company is a bit of an eyesore." King Cheng said coldly.

His staff immediately understood what he meant, but was it worthwhile to start a war against those business companies now?

"Yes, it's a good opportunity to evaluate the strength of those assassins." Although he didn't understand it in his heart, he still agreed with King Cheng.

King Cheng was very satisfied with his performance.

"That's right, it's a good time to have some actual combat, so let's do it. These people in the martial arts world are really becoming more and more arrogant. Do they really think that everyone is the commander-in-chief of the Demon Slaying Division?" When King Cheng said this, he thought of the commander-in-chief. He wondered who is stronger between him and the commander-in-chief now.