Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 701 - 534

Chapter 701: 534

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"As a disciple, how can you be so impolite as to call me by my Daozi name directly."

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Within the Ban Shan Sect, the complexions of many elders subtly changed. Pan Boyang’s reputation was indeed significant, ranking among the top forty in the Daoist Soldier Record. In terms of strength alone, he was also qualified to become a Daozi of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect.

But no matter the reason, the other party was after all not yet a Daozi.

To visit our sect with such an air of superiority, and to not even bother with appearances, was tantamount to treating the Ban Shan Sect as nothing more than a vassal to his Infinite Dao Emperor Sect!

Although, in Western Hong, there were many forces eager to cling to the branch of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, there was a fundamental difference between becoming their allied sect and becoming a dog at their beck and call.

If it was the latter... the Ban Shan Sect really had no need to show them this courtesy.

To put it bluntly, Northern Hong and Western Hong are so far apart that even if the strength of the Dao Imperial Sect is formidable, it would be difficult to extend their reach here under the pressure from the Northern Dragon Palace.

"Quiet down."

As the Great Elder, Yang Yunheng was definitely expected to step forward in place of the Daozi during such awkward times.

It’s always better for an elder to lose face than for the future sect master to do so.

It’s not rational to offend Pan Boyang at this time. Since the last time Shen Yi made an enemy of him, if the Ban Shan Sect added fuel to the fire, it’s possible that the youngster from Northern Hong, in a rage, might indeed go back to call upon two of his seniors... That would spell trouble.

"Go invite a few Daozi from Southern Hong to tour the Outer Sect, accompany them to relieve their boredom."

Yang Yunheng gave a few elders a meaningful look. On one side was the overlord of Northern Hong, and on the other, the Emperor of Southern Hong. Even with a vast disparity in strength, pride remained.

As they say, kings do not see kings.

We can only ask the temporarily weaker side to step aside for now.

Everything prepared, Yang Yunheng adjusted his clothes, sighed, bared his teeth, and grimaced for a long time before squeezing out a somewhat obsequious smile.

Just as he was about to step out of the sect to greet them, he saw Yan Chongzhang sweeping out from the rear mountain.

"Why are you meddling in this?" Clearly still upset about last time, Yang Yunheng’s words were not too polite either.

Yan Chongzhang rolled his eyes at him: "Being scared to show up by a disciple from another sect, such a Daozi would be a disgrace...Let’s go, don’t give them any excuse to make trouble."

Yang Yunheng fell silent for a moment, then shook his head helplessly with a wry smile.

Watching the two of them head outwards from the sect, almost like brothers in distress.

Wei Yuanzhou slowly turned around: "Enough, don’t cause any more trouble for the Ban Shan Sect; just wander around at will."

If it were the South Hong Seven Sons, which once rivalled the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, and their identity as three Daozi, Pan Boyang might not even qualify for a seat at the banquet.

But times have changed, and under another’s roof, one must lower their head. What’s more, if any trouble arises, the Ban Shan Sect would be the ones to suffer.

Just then...

Yan Chongzhang’s whole body stiffened, and even his typically stern face showed a trace of unease.

"What’s wrong?" Yang Yunheng turned his head in confusion.

"Do you believe in such coincidences?" Yan Chongzhang closed his eyes, sensing that faint, deliberately reminding yet subtle familiar presence, inwardly groaning.

Shen Yi was quite adept at understanding the ways of the world, knowing he had trouble upon him and not wanting to bring trouble to Ban Shan Sect. Not only did he not make a grand entrance, he deliberately concealed himself.

But... the timing of his arrival was a bit too perfect!

These sworn enemies had simultaneously arrived at the Ban Shan Sect.

"No way?" Yang Yunheng also instantly grasped the situation, feeling parched: "Should I go send him away?"

It’s not that the Ban Shan Sect goes back on its word; it’s just that the timing is truly inopportune.

Yan Chongzhang’s eyelid twitched: "That won’t do."

The Master’s firm three days had now turned into thirty, indicating Shen Yi might not value Nameless Mountain that much.

Now that he’s finally arrived, if Ban Shan Sect were to show reluctance again, making him feel their sincerity was lacking, there would likely be no next time.

As for directly telling him about Pan Boyang...

Recalling Shen Yi’s ferocious act of dragging the Dao Imperial Sect disciple down from the sky last time.

Yan Chongzhang’s heart skipped a beat. If Shen Yi found out about this, not fighting would be the surprise.

"I’ll deal with Pan Boyang, and you take Shen Yi down the smaller path to Guan Mountain, find a quiet place without causing any disturbance."

Yan Chongzhang quickly made up his mind and approached the visitors alone from outside the sect.

Yang Yunheng rubbed his brow hard. It sounded feasible, but for some reason, he felt uneasy about it.

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In the azure sky some distance from the Ban Shan Sect, Shen Yi quietly awaited Yan Chongzhang’s reply.

Yu Lan and You Chang had been pulled back into his sea of consciousness, with only An Yi, the little Tiger Demon, by his side.

Mainly because in Western Hong, he had already offended quite a few Great Demons comparable to the Unity Realm Stage.

Such as that Frost Tiger tribe leader.

If he were unlucky enough to encounter them, Shen Yi worried he wouldn’t even have time to call out the Hall Masters.

That Gold Bracelet Magic Treasure could indeed withstand strikes from Unity Realm Stage, but after all, it was someone else’s artifact, and using it might reveal his presence, so it could only be used in true crises.

Although carrying a little girl around seemed strange, there was no other choice for the moment.

Moreover, An Yi was also quiet and unassuming, not drawing much attention.

"Little friend Shen, you’ve finally come."

Accompanied by this voice, Yang Yunheng swept across the sky. Upon clearly seeing the figure ahead, he was slightly taken aback.

The slender and handsome youth was dressed in black, with a delicate girl by his side, also wearing a skirt as if stained with ink.

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