Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

"Remove your robe and reflect on your misconduct, I do not wish to repeat myself,"

Elder Chi Yang slightly waved his sleeve, and the formidable Spiritual Pressure forcefully blasted the Outer Sect Elder out of the great hall.

"Yan Brother, do not act rashly,"

The two Baiyu Capital Cultivators from Yunxiao Pavilion and Xuanhai Hall did not speak; only Yin Qizhang from Xuan Yue City gently pulled him back.

Although they possessed the Boundary of Baiyu Capital, vassals were ultimately just vassals.

In the eyes of the Immortal Sect, they were perhaps countless times more important than the Outer Sect Elders. They could also handle many matters fairly in private, but they would never be allowed to openly challenge the authority of the South Hong Seven Sons on the surface.

With two White Jade Elders from the Pure Moon Sect presiding, they naturally would discipline those who spoke impertinently.

The actions of Yan Xianqing were clearly overstepping bounds.

The remaining three also did not quite understand why the other was being so irrational, especially since although they were vassals... it seemed they had never actually met the Sect Master themselves.

"..."

Yan Xianqing took a deep breath and finally retreated.

He was probably the only person in the hall who knew the whereabouts of Sect Master Shen and the one who was most terrified by the fact that Shen Yi had not yet returned.

Perhaps something really had gone wrong.

But Yan Xianqing had no way to ask anyone for help.

The envoy from the Southern Dragon Palace was still waiting outside, merely giving face to the Seven Sons Grand Assembly for the time being.

Yan Xianqing did not know whom to trust; he only knew that if he leaked the slaughter of the Aquatic Race, which was carried out by the hand of the Sect Master, it would bring great disaster to the Nanyang Sect.

The act of Elder Chi Yang clearly alerted the surrounding Alliance Sect Cultivators.

The convening of the Seven Sons Grand Assembly... also meant that the young native, from now on, was truly the Sect Master.

The previous Outer Sect Elder did not even mention the three words "Sect Master Shen" before he was stripped of his robe. If anyone dared to openly insult the Sect Master by name, being stripped of their Cultivation would probably be the least of their worries.

The atmosphere within the great hall suddenly shifted to hushed whispers.

Liu Shiqian and Elder Chi Yang exchanged glances, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes: "..."

In fact, in the eyes of the real high-ranking members of the Sect, Shen Yi and the disaster that befell the Aquatic Race had already been linked together. The reason no one spoke of it was that these matters were at least supposed to be dealt with by a person with real power, a Daozi.

The Nanyang Sect had no such person, and the remaining six Sect Masters did not seem inclined to step forward.

Therefore, the Seven Sons must wait for Sect Master Shen to return before making any decisions.

Assuming he could indeed return...

"Senior, could you please come out for a moment?"

Yan Xianqing suddenly heard a somewhat juvenile voice from behind him. Turning around, he realized it was the young-looking Cultivator from the Nanyang Sect... it seemed his name was Li Qingfeng.

Although his Cultivation was low, he had heard that the entire Nanyang Sect's affairs were personally overseen by him, which must mean he was deeply trusted by the Sect Master.

"Alright."

Yan Xianqing quickly followed him out with brisk steps.

But contrary to his expectations, Li Qingfeng did not say much. Instead, he led him to a secluded spot within the Inner Sect.

The next moment, Yan Xianqing's pupils contracted slightly.

He saw a figure, standing with hands behind his back among the flowering trees, looking as withered as dry branches.

Although Elder Xuan Qing was quite well-known, the Yan Family was also a vassal of the Nanyang Sect and wouldn't be so easily frightened.

What truly startled him was the old crone opposite Xuan Qing; in her brow, he could faintly make out the traces of a once peerless splendor. Currently smiling with her lips curled, the corner of her mouth bore a gentle smile as she leaned on her cane.

This seemingly amiable old crone radiated a terrifying presence that made Yan Xianqing's eyes nearly pop from their sockets. Coupled with the recent news, it was easy for him to recognize her identity.

A giant of the Unity Realm Stage! Sect Master of Bao Hua!

"Did you invite me out here just for idle chatter?"

The old crone tilted her head slightly. In front of the wooden figure, while rarely showing a playful side, she managed to not make it feel out of place or strange.

"Just reminiscing, that's all," Xuan Qing spoke with a gentle voice, glancing sideways.

"Really?"

The old crone lowered her head, pursing her lips with an even broader smile, then a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes: "Since we're reminiscing, what's my name?"

"Hmm—"

Xuan Qing stiffened for a moment, opened his mouth, and then fell silent.

Fortunately, the old crone did not intend to make things difficult for him. She stepped forward two paces, stood on tiptoe, and gently patted away the leaves on his shoulder, then retreated back and said softly, "You can come to me anytime if there's anything... but don't deceive me, okay? Xuan Qing never lies to people."

Sect Master Bao Hua knew that Xuan Qing did not have the habit of lying.

But he chose to lie, which indicated that the matter might be serious enough to astonish a Union Dao Stage Cultivator.

Yet Sect Master Bao Hua did not inquire further and simply agreed to help.

Xuan Qing took a deep breath and finally said sincerely, "Thank you."

"It's nothing, young lady, do not misunderstand. I'm just helping out without any fuss," Sect Master Bao Hua pretended to be indifferent with a quick glance over her shoulder, but the smile at the corner of her lips remained unchanged. She then sighed, "You were just like this when you saved me back then... so, don't be polite with me either."

As she finished speaking, her figure slowly vanished from the spot.

"..."

Xuan Qing once again fell into contemplation, soon followed by a self-deprecating smile.

Even with the Sect Master's reminders, he genuinely could not remember the specifics of that time.

However, Sect Master Bao Hua's willingness to help gave him a bit more confidence.

With this thought in mind, Xuan Qing turned and walked toward the stunned Yan Xianqing in the distance.

"Let's confirm once more, was it our Sect Master?"

Li Qingfeng looked at him seriously, having observed Yan Xianqing's expression continuously in the great hall until he was sure that Yan knew something about the matter.