Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 434 - 421: Do You Wish to Join My Heavenly Sword Sect?
"This is not being pretentious,"
Nie Jun shook his head, still holding out the Dao Plate.
In his life, he didn't care for many people,
nor did he harbor the grand righteousness that encompassed all living beings.
If he had to say what he cared about, it probably could only be his fellow disciples from Wutong Mountain.
Earlier, Shen Yi's seemingly casual approach to Zhang Laifu could very well be considered forcibly snatching back the lives of that group of people from the hands of the King of Hell.
At least today, as he became the Sect Master, the other party deserved a bow from himself.
Everyone who finally arrived at this place stopped their steps, silently watching the scene unfold before them.
Actually, there was no need for words.
What happened here was known to all under heaven.
They all witnessed with their own eyes Shen Yi thrusting the Purple Sky God Thunder Sword into the old dog's neck.
Now, with his white robe, he was worthy of the name.
"..."
Seeing more and more people gathering around, their gazes like torches uniformly cast upon him,
Shen Yi felt slightly uneasy and raised his eyebrows.
Then he slowly rose, took the Dao Plate handed over by Nie Jun, turned his back to the crowd, and looked towards that great hall.
He finally cleaned out the Thousand Demon Cave.
Looking at the Dao Plate in his hand, a smile suddenly appeared on his bloodstained face.
It seemed like he could finally stop and take a rest, just in time to go out and enjoy the outside scenery.
The white robe fluttered slightly.
The Nanyang gold patterns on it carried a gentle flow of light, slightly concealing the intense murderous aura that enveloped the young man's entire body.
The disciples of Wutong Mountain, along with a few people from Great Qian and the Xu Family, couldn't help but follow in his footsteps.
They thought Shen Yi would stride directly into that light screen.
Unexpectedly, after storing the old dog's corpse into the Storage Treasure, he walked unhurriedly to the small pavilion behind the statue of the ancestor.
"..."
Shen Yi looked at the items nearby, neatly arranged, mostly those kinds of scrolls he had seen before.
He randomly took out two, which seemed to be records of the Nanyang Sect's past events.
But it was uncertain if there were any Cultivation Techniques hidden inside.
Just as Shen Yi was about to search one by one, he suddenly realized something.
If all those cultivators from the past had disappeared,
holding the Dao Plate now, he could freely open the Formation in the Law Storage Pavilion, no longer needing to be so frugal as to dig through piles of miscellaneous items for fortune.
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In other words, everything inside the Thousand Demon Cave could be at his disposal.
With this thought, Shen Yi directly passed by the scrolls and headed to the deepest shelves, where about ten or so Precious Tools were placed. Things treasured by the old dog signified they had already been filtered once.
It's just that the quantity left was slightly low due to distribution among the demons earlier.
Shen Yi noticed a green jade Finger Ring and casually slipped it onto his thumb.
As suspected, this thing was indeed a Storage Treasure, and its space was bigger than the sum of his own worn-out bags.
By rights, these should be the foundation of the Sect.
However, the Thousand Demon Cave was still in disarray, so it was better for him to take care of these items now.
He waved his sleeve lightly, collecting all the Precious Tools into the Finger Ring, planning to study them slowly later.
After all was done, Shen Yi then returned to the great hall.
Looking at everyone who tried hard to contain their anticipation and waited quietly for him,
he took a deep breath, also looking towards the light screen.
Following that, Shen Yi slowly moved forward, his figure rippling through the light screen.
...
Atop the steep mountain was a massive platform nearly three hundred zhang wide, its texture akin to white jade.
Carved with Nanyang reliefs, it was flanked by eight straight cylindrical pillars, adorned with dragon and phoenix carvings, majestic and imposing, together upholding a stone sculpture resembling a great sun.
And upon this vast platform--
Ye Wenxuan had not left; instead, she stood there cramped, with her hands hanging at her sides and sweat beads covering even her smooth forehead.
In front of her, at the edge of the platform near the cliff, sat an entity, cross-legged.
The reason for calling it an "entity"--
Though it had a human shape, its body was covered with withered tree bark, and vines were even growing on it.
Connected to the base of Nanyang Mountain, it was unknown how long it had been sitting there.
Ye Wenxuan never imagined that, just after escaping the clutches of an old dog and thinking she could leap into the vast sea, she would encounter such a terrifying presence.
If Zhang Laifu gave her the impression of being an insurmountable steep cliff,
The creature before her didn't even give her the courage to look directly at it.
The mere quiet sitting of the other party caused Ye Wenxuan to stand still for a long time, not daring to move.
Could it be that the outside world is actually more dangerous than inside the Nanyang Sect?
Just then, Ye Wenxuan suddenly heard several whooshing sounds.
Susu!
Immediately, she saw six Dao Plates swooping across the sky, encircling the entire platform and hanging in the air, emitting a faint glow.
Ye Wenxuan staggered with fright.
Her body tensed up.
But she found that the Dao Plates did not seem to be coming for her.
Subconsciously, she looked back and saw more than a dozen familiar figures.
The young man at the forefront, with bloodstains not yet dried on his body, wore a Nanyang white robe that was so glaringly conspicuous, forming a stark contrast with the one she wore.
He... he won?!
Ye Wenxuan was momentarily stunned, and a strong regret surged in her heart.
Behind Shen Yi, she saw the figures of Tong Xin'chuan and Nie Jun, and even these two appeared unscathed; with her own strength, it was even less likely anything would go wrong.
If only she had observed a little longer.
After feeling the complex gazes from that group of disciples, Ye Wenxuan clenched her fists and snorted coldly, shifting her gaze away.
No matter what, she had achieved her goal.
From now on, she could step into this true world, wander across the four seas, and continue her search for the Dao.
"..."
Shen Yi was also momentarily startled.
Not because Ye Wenxuan was still here, but because he never expected to see such a scene after stepping out.
The Dao Plate in his palm was slightly trembling as if responding to the six Dao Plates in the sky.
Such a commotion made it easy to associate with the so-called Alliance Sects.
But the fact that he had just stepped out of the Nanyang Sect and had already attracted their attention indicated that they had always been monitoring this place.
Given that... why had they not entered the Nanyang Sect for nearly a hundred thousand years? Just watching as the place was suffering from the old dog's calamity?
At that moment, a Dao Plate in the sky with a crescent moon carving suddenly transmitted a somewhat stern middle-aged man's voice, tinged with an almost imperceptible trace of joy:
"Welcome back."
Before the voice had completely faded, another Dao Plate with a sword carving also finally spoke up.
It was not just a sound; above it, an apparition of a man seated on a meditation cushion appeared.
He was also a middle-aged man with a long beard, his eyes sharp and revealing a cutting edge.
He swept his gaze over everyone, "All promising seeds indeed, having emerged from the abyss, bearing the air of dragons."
He then focused his gaze on Shen Yi and said without a trace of mirth, "Would you all wish to join our Heavenly Sword Sect? Regardless of cultivation level, you may enter the inner door to cultivate, and if you are diligent, you may even have the chance to become a personal disciple one day."
