Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 882 - 602

Chapter 882: 602

Ji Jingxi shook her head, put away her smile, and sighed, "I also don’t know where he went."

Compared to Senior Brother Qin, who took control of the overall situation, Shen Yi seemed more accustomed to acting alone.

"Don’t stir up any trouble, recently Western Hong is not as usual," Zi Xian reminded solemnly.

The West Dragon King was all tense, with a seemingly calm exterior but brimming with murderous intent and wrath. At this time, he was like a lit firework, ready to explode at the slightest provocation. The Southern Hong Seven Sects really didn’t need to provoke him at this moment.

Hearing this, Ji Jingxi’s eyes twinkled as she looked outside the door and spoke softly, "You don’t understand him; he is much more prudent than he appears."

...

Western Hong, Ban Shan Sect.

Like towering pillars were the high mountains between which water rippled, forming cloud shapes carrying two columns of elite Aquatic Race guards.

Dragon Descendant Qi Jiu stood at the front, casually flipping through a roster, then looked up ahead.

Facing Ban Shan Sect Daoist Yan Chongzhang, whose cultivation was far higher than his own, he appeared extremely composed, even exuding an air of looking down from on high.

"Aren’t you going to invite us in?" Qi Jiu tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Recently, the sect has been busy with internal affairs. It is inconvenient to entertain—" Yan Chongzhang glanced at the Dragon Descendant and slightly frowned, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Snap!

Qi Jiu promptly closed the book, his smile broadened, "Sorry, what you’re busy with is exactly what we’re here to find out about."

Having said that, he gestured with his hands, throwing the book to a soldier behind him, and ordered, "What are you dawdling for? Enter Ban Shan Sect, from Elders to Disciples, question every single one. If even one is missed, don’t blame me for taking your heads."

"As for your Sect Master and Daoist."

Qi Jiu meticulously bowed with clasped hands, his gaze growing colder, "I’m going to need a few of you to have a chat with Qi Jiu... A chat about what you’re searching for by sending out Disciples to patrol day and night."

With that, he flicked his wrist, holding an Imperial Edict that nearly touched Yan Chongzhang’s face.

The golden characters of Qi Zhao Wen on it were exceedingly glaring, causing Yan Chongzhang to slowly narrow his eyes.

West Dragon Palace’s Second Prince, who years ago already had a cultivation comparable to the Mid Heavenly Realm terrifying Dragon Demon. With his talent and perception, who knows how much he had advanced over the years.

Even among the older generation, he was a renowned figure.

Given his capabilities alone, annihilating Ban Shan Sect would be a trivial task.

Moreover, even without counting the Yushan Dragon Consort and West Dragon King, the West Dragon Palace was currently garrisoned by no less than four great Mid Heavenly Realm Dragon Sons. In comparison, the two Earth Realm Sect Masters of Ban Shan Sect were noticeably insufficient in front of these Great Demons.

Yan Chongzhang turned to avoid the Imperial Edict and said sternly, "Please."

"That’s better; be sensible, don’t make it difficult for everyone."

Qi Jiu cheerfully rolled up the Imperial Edict, taking the lead towards the high mountains.

Yan Chongzhang accompanied them into Ban Shan Sect, and though his expression seemed suppressed, his eyes cleared up considerably.

Ever since the Master returned from Southern Hong, the whole Ban Shan Sect knew that they were attached to a powerful supporter; it was just a temporary hardship.

According to the Master, Sect Master Shen was a rising roc, merely with shallow feathers, stuck in a confined dragon’s play.

Even if only one person survived within the sect, just relying on the efforts made for Sect Master Shen, once he broke free, Ban Shan Sect’s future would be beyond comparison to now.

What they needed to do now was to garrison the news and stabilize the situation.

That was all.

By comparison, what was a little hardship? It was better than losing lives.

...

Yan Chongzhang quietly exchanged glances with the Great Elder, ensuring everyone was ready.

After all, they had been interrogated by the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect once before and had some experience; there shouldn’t be any major issues this time.

"Bring them in, one by one."

Just as Qi Jiu opened his mouth, it was apparent the distinction between a local tyrant and a dragon that had crossed the river.

No matter how great the size of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect was, coming to Western Hong, they still needed to keep up appearances.

But once the West Dragon Palace took things seriously, they were the real rulers of this land and water, commanding everyone as subjects, naturally with no need for politeness.

Faced with a group of Return to Void Realm demon soldiers, the cultivators of Ban Shan Sect were naturally hot-tempered and wouldn’t be content.

If the Great Elder hadn’t repeatedly emphasized the orders, some would have grown restless already.

"I’ll go by myself."

One Elder, grabbed by a demon soldier by the arm, instinctively shook it off.

However, before he could continue speaking, he saw a colder smile on Qi Jiu’s face, who casually waved the Imperial Edict in his hand, "Hmm? Don’t like being helped along? Then tie them up."

"..."

The Elder gritted his teeth and shifted his gaze with a cold snort.

Demon soldiers, with expressionless faces, took out silver chains and briskly bound them around the Elder’s wrists, barking, "Move!"

The rest of the demon soldiers followed suit.

"Isn’t this a bit too much?"

Yan Chongzhang watched the demon soldiers’ actions quietly and glanced sideways.

Even if the Western Dragon Palace really were to take action, they should provide a reason.

Qi Jiu withdrew his smile, lightly tapped Yan Chongzhang’s back with the Imperial Edict, and said indifferently, "Too much, you say? You keep colluding with the Southern Hong Seven Sects, next time it won’t be just a junior like me coming."

"Keep in mind whose food you are eating."

Qi Jiu leaned into Yan Chongzhang’s ear and sinisterly said, "A traitor’s dog doesn’t meet a good end."

"..."

Yan Chongzhang closed his eyes, realizing that the issue of the last few Southern Hong Daoists’ visit had leaked out; it seemed today this Dragon Descendant was here deliberately to pick a quarrel.

The more critical the situation, the more one must keep their composure.

If they were to draw the attention of the Western Dragon Palace, the situation with Southern Hong couldn’t be hidden any longer.

He mustn’t cause any trouble for Sect Master Shen.

"As you wish—"

He steadied his breathing, reopened his eyes, but his words abruptly stopped.

Yan Chongzhang stared in shock at the calmly approaching figure in the dark robe at the Array, and had his composure not been steady, he might have blurted out the person’s name.

Impossible! The Ban Shan Sect was earnestly helping to cover up the news here, so why had Sect Master Shen so brazenly shown up!

With no prior notice of his coming, how was he to explain his presence?

"..."

Yang Yunheng, the Great Elder, was also somewhat dazed at the moment.

Not to mention the other Elders and Disciples who had seen Shen Yi, who, after a moment of slight astonishment, deliberately shifted their gazes and inwardly lamented.

"Oh, are there guests?"

Qi Jiu took in the reactions of everyone around him and leisurely turned towards the young man in the black robe.

"Just right, check him too."

As he spoke, he walked toward the young man, then a hint of confusion appeased in his eyes, "Wait... haven’t I seen you somewhere?"

His face might not match, but the more he looked at that expression and attire, the more he seemed like the Loose Cultivator he had personally attended to at the banquet of the Yushan Dragon Consort.

As the two neared each other,

and coupled with Qi Jiu’s remark, Yan Chongzhang’s heart leaped to his throat as he frantically searched his mind for excuses.

"Halt!"

Qi Jiu, as if he had suddenly recalled something, violently unfurled the Imperial Edict in his hand, ready to question something.

However, the three characters for Qi Zhao Wen weren’t fully revealed when they were abruptly torn apart; a fair palm directly breached the Imperial Edict, its distinct fingers firmly choked Qi Jiu’s throat.

In an instant, beneath the twisted, terrified gaze of Qi Jiu, a swirl of black clouds burst from the young man’s sleeve, engulfing everything.

The black cloud swelled with the wind, roared forward like a ferocious demon, and instantly wrapped around the bodies of all demon soldiers.

It all happened in a mere breath.

The gloomy Sky Curtain instantly returned to clarity, and the sweeping black cloud vanished without a trace, along with all the Aquatic Race demon soldiers.

The torn Imperial Edict gently landed in front of the boots.

Shen Yi nonchalantly withdrew his hand and looked forward, "How are things?"

"Uh—"

Yan Chongzhang and Yang Yunheng remained dazed for a long time, staring at the Imperial Edict on the ground, unsure of how to respond.

Shen Yi, seeming to understand their thoughts, casually waved a hand, and his finger ring shimmered briefly before a thick stack of Imperial Edicts was thrown out, landing with the torn one, stained with blood and even carrying some warmth, which made one feel dry and thirsty.

"It’s fine, go ahead and speak."

Shen Yi lightly tapped his chin and stepped over the pile of Imperial Edicts.

Yang Yunheng and Yan Chongzhang exchanged looks, both with gloomy faces and pupils constricted, indeed not quite understanding why Sect Master Shen requested the Ban Shan Sect’s help in blocking news... was it to avoid startling the Western Dragon Palace?

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