Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 455 - 437 The Sect Master Who Relies Solely on

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The beams and furnishings of the great hall were slightly dilapidated, but fortunately, they were kept clean.

Elder Yang sat upright on the meditation cushion, watching the crowd that entered one after another.

Although he hadn’t been able to make direct contact with Shen Yi, his spirits lifted somewhat when he caught sight of Tong Xin Chuan and Xu Qing’er, whom he had seen before.

Even though next to the ominous specter of demons, these two seemed somewhat less impressive.

But if they were in the Pure Moon Sect, they would both be considered exceptionally promising prospects, especially the girl who, at such a young age, was able to outwit Yan Wencheng on the Array Plate through her innate talent and comprehension.

If her Boundary were to improve, her future achievements might be immeasurable.

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Just then, Elder Yang suddenly received a transmission. He frowned as he took out the Jade Slip, from which the voice of Liu Qianyun emanated.

“Disciple Liu Qianyun urgently requires assistance for an outside task and wonders if Elder Yang has any available stewards under his command. The Cultivation need not be too high, Return to Void third level will suffice.”

“Sigh.”

Elder Yang exhaled, feeling resigned. As an external elder in charge of Formations, every time these people went out, they almost always wished to have a steward skilled in Formations from him to prevent any accidents.

There were not so many people to lend.

“Since there’s nothing to do anyway, why don’t you go?” Elder Yang turned his head to look at Yan Wencheng beside him.

Although this Disciple was only at the first level of Return to Void, given time to set up a Formation, he might not necessarily lose to a third-level steward.

Furthermore, Liu Qianyun would most likely only want his help to discern Formations. For this kind of mission away from the Sect, by the rules, at least a fourth-level Return to Void official steward was required to lead. There was hardly a need for an Array Master to engage in combat.

If it was just theoretical knowledge, then there would be even less of a problem.

“…”

Yan Wencheng fell silent for a moment. He actually preferred to stay and have more exchanges with Shen Yi, to at least understand how he had lost that day.

However, Elder Yang was his benefactor and mentor, and his command could not be defied.

“This disciple obeys the order.”

Yan Wencheng bowed respectfully and then, somewhat reluctantly, swept toward the hall’s exit.

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Pure Moon Sect.

It has to be said, Liu Qianyun’s efficiency in handling affairs was extremely high.

No sooner had she left Elder Liu than she found a suitable task. She had also contacted a sister-in-arms who, even amongst the stewards, ranked in the upper middle in terms of strength and, as an acquaintance, was extremely reliable.

The only issue was that though Shen Yi had Shen’s Puppet in hand, he wasn’t exactly a member of the Pure Moon Sect, which did not quite fit the rules for travel. So, she had approached several external elders to inquire.

“How did it go?”

Zheng Qian glanced at her, “With that timidness of yours, how could you even dare to venture outside?”

“…”

Liu Qianyun elbowed the slender woman, “You’re the timid one. It’s settled, he’s a steward skilled in Formation.”

She knew her sister’s straightforward nature too well to genuinely take offense.

“That’s more like it.”

Zheng Qian pouted slightly, her brows furrowing, “To be honest, although my Cultivation is much higher than yours, I can’t be considered much in the outside world. Ordinary tasks are fine, but why go looking for trouble with a fire-tempered avian demon?”

“Don’t you know? In these parts around Hongze, the Aquatic Race naturally despises fire, wishing they could kill every one they see. A demon that survives under such circumstances can’t be easy to handle, and their lairs are filled with traps.”

At those words, Liu Qianyun withdrew her elbow and averted her gaze, “It just so happened I stumbled upon the task, there aren’t that many whys… Also, you’re only one level higher than me, what do you mean ‘much higher’.”

Zheng Qian shook her head with a smile, not pressing the issue any further.

Those who haven’t experienced it themselves can hardly understand just how vast the gap of that one level could be.

“Hasn’t he arrived yet?”

Zheng Qian stepped out of the Sect and onto the Qingyue Bas-relief.

“We still have to wait a bit longer.”

Lui Qianyun looked up, estimating that the current reserves of Nanyang Sect probably wouldn’t be enough to afford any sort of replacement treasure for transportation.

The two waited for a short while.

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At last, a flying shuttle streaked across the sky.

Yan Wencheng landed lightly and greeted both with a bow, “Disciple Yan Wencheng, here by Elder Yang’s order, greets the two managers.”

“Why is it you?”

Liu Qianyun frowned instinctively; if she remembered correctly, this young man had even lost to Shen Yi that day.

She sought a manager skilled in formation arrays precisely to avoid any mishaps, not to find someone to make a mess of things.

“You don’t know shit.”

Zheng Qian gave her a glance and said with a gentle smile to Yan Wencheng, “No need to be so courteous, just call me senior sister… The skills of Brother Yan are no less than those of the managers; you’ll understand once he makes his move.”

“Thank you, Senior Sister Zheng Qian, Wencheng will surely do his utmost,” Yan Wencheng replied neither haughtily nor humbly, offering no explanations to Liu Qianyun, an outsider to their sect.

Considering the tasks handled by someone of his strength, he was confident that the formation support he could bring was no less than anyone’s.

“It’s nothing.”

Zheng Qian smiled beamingly, waving a hand dismissively. Aside from formations, just Brother Yan’s stature and thick skin were pleasing enough to the eye.

“Let’s set off.”

With a grand gesture, she snatched the Qingyue Treasure Ship from Liu Qianyun.

“What do you mean, let’s set off? The main party… there’s still someone who hasn’t arrived,” Liu Qianyun snatched back the treasure ship, glaring at her irritably.

To put it bluntly, she organized this venture partly because she was worried she couldn’t keep Shen Yi in check alone, fearing she might have to accompany him for another three months. Given Sect Master Shen’s temperament, who could guess what troubles he might cause?

“Someone else?”

Zheng Qian and Yan Wencheng both looked puzzled.

The next moment, they saw a stream of purple and white light descending from the sky.

As the light dissipated, a figure in an ink robe appeared.

Shen Yi bowed to the crowd, “Sorry for the wait.”

It had taken him four hours to reach a destination the Pure Moon Sect had previously managed in a mere incense stick’s worth of time.

“Not at all, we just arrived as well. I should have gone to pick you up,” Liu Qianyun shook her head. Had it not been for the need to steady Zheng Qian, she would have already headed to Nanyang Sect.

This sister hated people who took advantage of their status the most. If it weren’t for her father, who was too much of an old-fashioned elder, even she might have been looked down upon by Zheng Qian.

“Return to Void first level?”

Zheng Qian raised an eyebrow. The young man was equally handsome.

But taking two disciples on a journey might be too risky. She had to look after Brother Yan.

Before she finished speaking,

she saw Brother Yan’s expression suddenly turn quite strange.

He looked at himself, then at Liu Qianyun, and finally let his gaze return to Shen Yi.

Yan Wencheng didn’t quite understand. With such an array of force, why bother calling him? He seemed superfluous no matter how he looked at it.

After a moment, he took a deep breath, bowed deeply, and said, “Wencheng pays respects to Sect Master Shen.”

The loss before had been inexplicable, but it was still only a minor play with an array plate.

If he could truly witness the other party’s actions, he might be sincerely convinced.

As soon as the words “Sect Master” were uttered,

Zheng Qian’s expression also became peculiar.

Considering the young man’s cultivation, without much thought, she deduced his identity.

“Sect Master of Nanyang?”

She silently looked at Liu Qianyun, who seemed a bit guilty, then subdued her smile and slowly looked away.

Not wanting to formally bow and address him as Sect Master, nor wanting to create a scene, she preferred to stay out of sight, out of mind.