Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 435 - 422 Shen Yi’s New "Apprentice

The middle-aged man claiming to be from the Heavenly Sword Sect finished speaking.

The remaining few Dao Plates shook slightly, then two more shadows emerged from them.

"We can promise you the same treatment."

Instead, the Crescent Dao Token that initially welcomed Shen Yi and the others fell back into silence after witnessing this scene, without uttering a word.

Such an abnormal sight.

It somewhat dazed the cultivators who had just stepped out of the Nanyang Sect.

To them, the world outside was already incredibly unfamiliar, and unexpectedly, upon emerging, they received such a fervent "competition" for their allegiance.

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It was as if they indeed possessed the mark of a dragon, with unlimited prospects ahead.

Zhu Jue glanced at Jiang Qiulan next to him, only to find the latter showing no trace of emotion.

If anyone was to feel that something was amiss, it would likely be him.

Zhu Jue had enough self-awareness; he was merely a Martial Immortal, and Jiang Qiulan had not yet broken through to Divinity Transformation.

Within the Nanyang Sect, they might barely count as notable figures.

But outside... hadn't the Wutong Mountain Ancestor remained as still as a quail?

He really couldn't understand what made him qualified to catch the attention of such significant figures.

"..."

After waiting a long time without a response,

the middle-aged man from the Heavenly Sword Sect looked down again, his brows imperceptibly furrowing.

A group of beings that had narrowly escaped from a land where their lineage had been severed.

The strongest among them had barely reached the Return to Void realm, and among the rest, there were even ordinary Qi-training cultivators; what's more, they were shallow in knowledge and poor in means. Being allowed to practice within the Inner Sect was already a great token of generosity.

Could they still be dissatisfied?

He observed carefully for a moment and noticed that almost everyone was quietly looking towards the white-robed young man in the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Seeing that vestment robe, the middle-aged man could hardly bear it, his expression darkening slightly.

That kind of robe, which represented the status of a Sect Master, was it really something the other party could desecrate?

"..."

He pondered for a moment before addressing Shen Yi, "With your excellent talent, you can be an exception and become a steward. In my Heavenly Sword Sect, to have such status, one must at least be a third-level Return to Void cultivator. How about it?"

He had thought the other party would be overwhelmed with gratitude.

However, after hearing these words, Shen Yi slowly withdrew his gaze.

He didn't possess any advantage, and in both lives, he was a minor character.

But it was precisely because he was a minor character that he was so sensitive to these matters... Clearly, this was not any kind of grace but seemed like a request with ulterior motives.

An obvious point was...

The first sentence spoken by the Crescent Dao Token clearly treated him and his peers as Alliance Sects of the same level.

And after that statement,

The so-called Heavenly Sword Sect obviously became somewhat anxious, interrupting the other's words.

Shen Yi wasn't quite clear on what made him coveted by them.

Even if it was the Dao Plate.

With these people's strength, they could simply forcefully seize it, there would be no need to look for any excuses.

If it was a matter of doing business, one at least needed to know what they had in hand and how much it was worth.

Shen Yi hadn't yet replied,

when a slightly trembling clear voice preempted him.

"May I ask, Senior, since I am only one step away from the second layer of Return to Void, can I make an exception and become a steward?"

Ye Wenxuan mustered her courage and stepped forward.

At her words, the Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect slowly closed his eyes, apparently weighing something. Someone needed to start things off, and after a moment, he issued a short sound.

"Hmm."

Hearing this, Ye Wenxuan seemed to have received some divine decree, her face beaming with joy as she knelt down to salute without hesitation: "Disciple Ye Wenxuan is willing to join the upper ranks of the Heavenly Sword!"

She was not stupid.

These six Dao Plates were clearly Alliance Sects of Nanyang.

But Nanyang's situation had been decimated by demons and scarce in Spiritual Energy, with not even a single senior left.

It's not entirely accurate to say so, but it's no different from being dead.

And with just the aura emitted by a shadowy figure on the Dao Plate, she felt something she had never seen before, nor dared to even imagine.

She didn't know what Shen Yi was still hesitating about.

Could it really be necessary to stick to that broken and battered Nanyang Sect? Absolutely absurd.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time,"

The Heavenly Sword Sect Elder didn't look at Ye Wenxuan but continued to stare at Shen Yi.

"As a newcomer, I am not familiar with the situation, and I do not plan to join a sect for the time being,"

Shen Yi lifted his gaze and replied evenly and firmly.

"..."

The Heavenly Sword Sect Elder fell silent for a moment, staring indifferently at the young man. Upon seeing that those behind him showed no complaints, he spoke with deep meaning, "Good."

With that, the shadowy figure vanished, and the Dao Plate etched with a long sword headed straight towards the distance.

Seeing this, Ye Wenxuan hurried to her feet to ride the clouds in pursuit, fearing that she would lose her future prospects.

The other Dao Plates also scattered one after another.

Only the Crescent Dao Token remained, its austere voice softening slightly, "We are all Nan Hong Seven Sons. If you need any help, you can use the Dao Plate to communicate with the Pure Moon Sect."

"Thank you, senior," Shen Yi bowed with a cupped fist salute.

The Crescent Dao Token smiled, "You don't have to call me senior... by the rules, I should be the one calling you Sect Master of Nanyang."

Shen Yi had a good impression of this Pure Moon Sect and seized the opportunity to ask another question, "May I ask, where have all the cultivators of the Nanyang Sect gone?"

Upon hearing this, the Dao Plate suddenly stopped.

Then, it turned toward the wooden silhouette at the edge of the cliff.

A moment later, it sighed, "Don't ask; it's unnecessary."

After speaking, as if worried Shen Yi would delve deeper, it soared away into the sky.

The voice had not yet faded.

A terrifying presence slowly permeated above the Nanyang Platform, and even with Shen Yi's near complete cultivation of the Heavenly Phoenix indestructible true form, he had to take several steps back.

The wooden figure covered in vines opened its eyes, and its pupils looked carved from wooden beads.

It stood up amidst creaking sounds.

Step by step, it walked towards the crowd and finally came to a stop in front of Shen Yi, who was holding the Dao Plate.

The voice was raspy and harsh, tinged with a certain woodenness, "I am a direct disciple of the Nanyang Sect, I want to go home."

"Uh."

The crowd exchanged glances, even Nie Jun was tense all over.

Shen Yi gripped the Dao Plate tightly, snapping back from the excitement of just having killed the old dog. It seemed the world outside was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

He stared at this strange person, only to hear him continue.

"Can you... take me... home?"

The wooden figure adeptly moved to the center of the Array, and on that stiff wooden face, there appeared a flicker of hope and pleading.

"..."

Shen Yi pondered for a moment.

A Sect Master of the Divinity Transformation Realm with such a formidable direct disciple – something about it felt off.

After thinking, he gestured, "Follow me."

Shen Yi said, walking to the edge of the cliff.

The wooden figure, though reluctantly, obediently followed him.

"What is your name?"

Shen Yi wasn't trying to interrogate the other person, but bringing such an uncontrollable and formidable being back to the dilapidated Nanyang Sect was indeed a substantial risk.

"Called... Li Xuanqing," the wooden figure responded honestly.

"What cultivation level?" Shen Yi curiously glanced sideways, and Nie Jun, Ling Xi, and others also looked over subconsciously. They too wanted to know what Boundary it would take to emit such a formidable aura.

The wooden figure pondered for a moment, speaking slowly, "I once ascended the White Jade Capital. Later, in order to survive, I remade this wooden body. My cultivation fell, probably between the third and fourth floors, or maybe the eighth or ninth floors. I haven't exercised my power, so I'm not too clear."

Shen Yi slowly clenched his hand, his expression unchanged.

Isn't that range a bit too broad, and what exactly is the White Jade Capital?

However, at least from what the Crescent Dao Token had just shown, it seemed to trust this wooden figure very much, although the so-called Pure Moon Sect might not be entirely reliable.

But having just stepped out of the Nanyang Sect, he indeed urgently needed a guide.