Immortals and Demons, Changes in Karma

"Without a Daoist temple, can't I still want to be a Daoist priest?"

Jiang Changsheng asked with a smile, raising his wine cup toward the other man as he spoke.

The middle-aged man immediately carried over his wine jug and bowl. Jiang Changsheng did not mind and began chatting with him. Taking Jiang Changsheng for an outsider, the man enthusiastically introduced him to the capital's prosperity.

Jiang Changsheng found it interesting. Though he could take in the entire capital with a single glance, hearing certain things from people's own mouths carried an entirely different flavor.

After chatting for half an hour, the middle-aged man finally slung his bamboo basket over his back and left. The inn remained packed with guests. Some departed, while others arrived. Every inn in the capital was like this. The atmosphere of immortal cultivation here was thriving, and cultivators filled the streets.

Overall, the capital had not disappointed Jiang Changsheng. The common people lived in peace and contentment while also being able to cultivate immortality. Back in the earliest days of Great Jing, such a thing would have been beyond imagination.

After leaving the inn, Jiang Changsheng did not linger in the capital. He began walking toward the distant horizon. Over the next century, he intended to travel on foot and take in the splendor of the mortal world.

Great Thousand Worlds, within the void.

A broken fragment of land floated through space, with several towering mountains upon it. Within a mountain ravine, the Kunlun Sect Master sat meditating beside a river. A thread of Killing Intent lingered between his brows, impossible to disperse.

At that moment.

The Killing Intent flew from between his brows and rapidly expanded, condensing before him into a mysterious figure.

"Abandon the Immortal Dao. Cultivate the Demon Dao instead. I