Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 856 - 591: A Sudden Turn of Events_3

Chapter 856: Chapter 591: A Sudden Turn of Events_3

Indeed, as he sensed the approach of numerous presences, Shen Yi finally withdrew his gaze, a trace of barely detectable disappointment flickering in his eyes.

The entire expanse of water was as silent as the grave.

Even the death of his own son couldn’t provoke that old dragon into losing its reason; Shen Yi genuinely couldn’t think of any method that might enrage his opponent.

If he couldn’t slay the old dragon, then his plans would be stalled.

The seemingly crisis-free Southern Hong was actually trapped in a deadly situation.

The reason was simple.

Even if the Ten Thousand Demon Hall was mysterious, with formidable forces like the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect and the Yue Family, and the Western Dragon Palace, which was still waiting for Qi Zhaoyi to return, once they came to their senses and began a concerted effort to investigate fully, they would definitely trace the clues back to Nan Honglai.

Only Shen Yi knew that he had no remarkable talent to speak of.

If he really stayed in a treasured place to cultivate in seclusion, perhaps when his Lifespan Years were exhausted and the day came for him to sit and turn to dust, his cultivation and power wouldn’t see too drastic of a change.

His meteoric rise was built upon endlesss Demon Bones.

Only by climbing this staircase of bones had he become the Sect Master Shen with a "future beyond measure."

Take the advancement to the Heaven Realm, for example; he needed a large number of Union Dao stage Demon-suppressing Stones, and being blocked in Southern Hong meant cutting off his future path.

Of course, Shen Yi could let many Demon-suppressing Stones go out to hunt, but that would only intensify the risk of being targeted by numerous forces from Northern Hong. Without peerless cultivation strength, what could he use to contend with so many forces when the time came?

He desperately needed a territory of his own.

At the very least, he needed to occupy the lands of both Hongs to have the confidence to arm-wrestle with Immortals.

Now, how much time he had left depended on how quickly those forces gathered information.

To pin his hopes on others...

"Sigh."

Shen Yi slowly exhaled and turned to several Sect Masters, "Let’s go back first."

In any case, he must not allow his own ranks to descend into chaos first.

"... "

The group watched Shen Yi contemplatively for a moment, his casual remark appearing to be the end of it, and they turned toward the direction of the Seven Sects, exchanging bewildered glances.

It seemed as though Shen Yi’s talk of handling matters was no more significant than a casual stroll.

Ye Jiu could no longer contain himself and sighed, "Can you tell me how many Union Dao stage demons came from Western Hong this time?"

"Hm?"

Shen Yi looked back in slight puzzlement and casually said, "Twelve."

Hearing the certainty in his voice and that accurate number.

Not to mention the other Sect Masters, even Ji Jingxi couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.

Although she didn’t know how Shen Yi did it, she felt she understood why Southern Hong had been strangely peaceful these days.

Ye Jiu closed his eyes, fell silent for a moment, then asked, "And what about the celestial anomaly this time?"

"Two dragon heirs."

Shen Yi roughly grasped that being accustomed to acting alone, he had neglected the kindness and concern the older generations had sheltered Southern Hong with toward those cultivators and creatures.

Now that the matter was mostly resolved, there was no longer any need to worry about affecting the Alliance Sect, aside from matters concerning the Ten Thousand Demon Hall; there was almost no need for concealment.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Although they had suspected as much before, hearing the confirmed response now sent shocks of disbelief across the faces of the Sect Masters.

Particularly Deng Xiangjun, who gradually gained a clearer understanding of what "handling a situation" meant in Sect Master Shen’s words.

"I, Ye Jiu, thank you on behalf of Southern Hong, for a kindness so great, it will never be forgotten through the ages."

As the shock slowly subsided, Ye Jiu bowed solemnly and muttered,

"I truly never imagined that one could dissolve such a disaster into nothingness by themselves."

"Even I couldn’t do that now."

But he quickly let go of his palms, a complex smile on his lips, "So, do you still have use for me?"

As the Heavenly Sword Sect Master, the frustration he had endured these days was bearable because he still harbored a glimmer of hope—when the day came for Nanyang to rise again, his rusted and worn sword might yet be of use.

But it now seemed that this new Sect Master of Nanyang had never included him in his plans.

Listening to these slightly odd words,

Shen Yi fell silent.

Not because he didn’t know how to respond, but because Qinghua had sent new information: the Immortal stationed in Hongze had finally lost patience and, through the White Rhinoceros Magic Treasure, begun speaking with her.

"... "

Shen Yi’s silence turned Ye Jiu’s complexity into a hint of self-mockery.

The other Sect Masters, including Ji Jingxi, stood silently; if even Ye Jiu couldn’t capture Sect Master Shen’s notice, then they were even less likely to.

Perhaps for such a genius, the title of Sect Master of Nanyang was nothing more than an insignificant Chapter in his journey of cultivation.

As for the hopes they had placed on him, they were unreasonable from the start; whether it be Immortals or Northern Hong, both had no enmity with him.

Sect Master Shen had no reason to do so much for a power he had only recently come to know.

To offer a helping hand along the way was already a tremendous kindness.

But they had no other recourse, and upon seeing a glimmer of hope, they could only desperately delude themselves to comfort their hearts that yearned for revenge yet trembled with fear.