Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 471 - 446 Fairy of Baohua
Chapter 471: Chapter 446 Fairy of Baohua
Chapter 471 -446 Fairy of Baohua
Not until he had completely left the boundaries of the previous stone rampart.
Master Zhang swallowed all the elixirs in his mouth, and with the warm support of the medicinal power, he strove to regulate his breathing.
As a cultivator who hustled outside transporting goods, he deeply knew what kind of trouble he had gotten himself into.
The patrols of the Hongze Dragon Palace were counted daily, and within no more than two hours, the disappearance of the two Aquatic Race members would leak out.
This body of water, at the very least for the next dozen years or so, he would never cross again.
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“Many thanks, Senior, Zhang really was blind…”
Master Zhang formed a spell with his hands, glancing at Shen Yi, who appeared unfazed next to him, his heart filled with immense admiration.
To have offended the Hongze Aquatic Race and still remain so calm and composed.
Either he had a background just as prestigious, or he was accustomed to such dealings, killing and leaving without a trace afterward.
Given Shen Yi’s quick and clean actions just now, leaving no trace behind, Master Zhang leaned towards the latter.
Of course, judging by that domineering and powerful cultivation, his background definitely couldn’t be lacking either.
But at times like this, Old Zhang would never dare to ask any further.
Even though they were both in the same boat, to someone as ruthless as him, being able to hold back until now and not silencing them all was already rare kindness.
“No need, it was just self-preservation”
Shen Yi shook his head, looking forward.
As long as he still needed the longevity from demons, offending the Aquatic Race was inevitable sooner or later.
Better to get used to it early.
However, going out, it would be better not to carry the name of the Nanyang Sect; those people in the He Dao Bao Di currently could not withstand any turmoil.
“Senior Shen, do you have an urgent matter with the Fairy of Baohua?” Liu Jun finally managed to collect himself, and when he looked at Shen Yi again, his eyes had completely changed.
Before such a renowned Aquatic Race Demon, he could kill with just a word.
This was entirely different from those Sect Disciples who used to come to the Treasure Flower Sect, wishing to catch a glimpse of the Fairy’s grace and faking their suave and chivalrous behavior.
He didn’t believe that such a senior would cross mountains and seas just for the sake of beauty.
“There is something I need, and I came here following a Senior’s advice.”
Shen Yi nodded slightly; he was no longer the green youth just starting out.
Even if Senior Xuan Qing had indeed owed favors to the Treasure Flower Sect in the past, with time and tides changing, and himself turning into a wooden figure by now, it wasn’t certain whether the other party would still acknowledge the old favors.
It was always good to have an additional link.
“Rest assured, I will handle this matter,” Liu Jun firmly patted his chest, saying decisively, “I can’t guarantee other things, but creating an opportunity for you to have an encounter with the Fairy of Baohua within the Sect is not a problem. I didn’t pay any attention to those people who sought me out before.”
“Hmm.”
Shen Yi glanced at him: “Thanks.”
Why does that sound so odd?
“…”
Listening to the two converse, the cultivators on the boat were silent, mixed with a trace of sorrow amidst the relief of escaping death.
It was certainly worth feeling grateful and ecstatic to have unexpectedly salvaged their lives.
If it weren’t for the assistance of this unusually young-looking cultivator in the ink robe, by now, they would already be fish food in the water.
But unlike this young Master Liu and his companions, who had connections with the Treasure Flower Sect and could seek refuge in the He Dao Bao Di, they could only rely on their own abilities to flee for their lives once ashore.
“Senior Shen, between you and the Fairy of Baohua, who is stronger and who is weaker?”
Liu Jun, having recovered from his shock, became the chatterbox he was before, curiously looking on.
“I don’t know her,” Shen Yi leaned against a pillar on the boat, replying half-heartedly, knowing that there was no need to fish for information from this young man; he would chat about it on his own.
“Before I left, the Sect was celebrating Fairy’s breakthrough to the sixth tier of the Return to Void stage, with two celestial palaces and three spiritual palaces.”
Liu Jun went on endlessly, “The Fairy is really beautiful, and she’s kind and generous too, not to mention she’s the Sect Leader Heir. You’ll know when you meet her.”
“…”
Shen Yi listened quietly, gaining a rough understanding of the Treasure Flower Sect.
Clearly, this was also a major Sect with Union Dao cultivators in residence. However, even without comparing it to the Sect of the Nan Hong Seven Sons, if we were to single out just one for comparison, it would still fall short by more than a notch.
Take, for instance, the heirs to the Sect Leaders.
The Fairy of Baohua’s Dao Palace didn’t even have a single heavenly palace to her name, far from being on the same level as the predecessor Xuan Qing.
He had only one question now.
If the Fairy of Baohua had only this level of cultivation, she didn’t sound like someone from a hundred thousand years ago, did she?
Could it be that she was someone Xuan Qing met afterwards?
…
Treasure Flower Sect.
Unlike the inner gates of other Immortal Sects, the cultivators here didn’t seem fond of living in caves. Instead, there were beautifully arranged small buildings, each one more picturesque than the last, and with the faint fragrance of flowers in the air, along with the lush green mountains and waters, it truly gave one the feeling of a mortal paradise.
Within the most ancient of these small buildings.
An elderly woman with silver-white hair sat in front of a dressing table, staring blankly at her wrinkled face in the mirror. Only her bright eyes still faintly reflected her past beauty and glory.
Behind her.
A tall woman dressed in a white skirt with a touch of pink on the hem, wearing a Treasure Flower crown that seemed woven from vines, with bare feet and a toothcomb in hand, was sincerely combing the old lady’s waist-long, silvery-white hair.
This attire spoke volumes of her identity.
“Master.”
The Fairy of Baohua softly said, “I have finished combing.”
Even in all of Hongze, it was highly likely that no other Union Dao powerhouse would still care about physical appearance.
The Fairy couldn’t understand it either, but since her master enjoyed it, she stayed by her side to accompany her.
“Good.”
The old woman didn’t get up, her eyes filled with reminiscence, “Go on, your master wants to sit alone for a while.”
As her voice faded, she seemed to become like a statue, falling deep into thought.
“As you command, Master.”
The Fairy of Baohua bowed and then quietly exited.
By the time she walked down from the green hills, her expression hadn’t intentionally changed, but just the shift in her eyes transformed her from the master’s good disciple into a reserved and gentle older sister figure.
The surrounding disciples all stopped to bow in salute.
Although they belonged to the same inner gate and often saw her, the chance to glimpse her fairy-like appearance also helped soothe their cultivation hearts.
The Fairy of Baohua finally returned to her own small building.
Before she entered, she saw several maids waiting outside who quickly approached and said, “Fairy has returned, there is a cultivator from outside the Sect who wishes to meet you.”
“Who is it?” the Fairy of Baohua maintained her composure while asking.
“A young cultivator, he looks rather handsome though somewhat unfamiliar, around the second tier of the Return to Void stage,” the maid hurriedly replied.
“Hm?” The Fairy of Baohua glanced sideways, under normal circumstances such news would never reach her, as each day countless cultivators came to the Treasure Flower Sect to request an audience, and nearly ninety-nine percent of them were young men.
“It’s like this, he said he came upon the advice of predecessor Xuan Qing,” the maid’s complexion changed slightly as she quickly explained, “I was worried this predecessor Xuan Qing might be an old acquaintance of yours, so I rushed over to report.”
“Xuan Qing?”
The Fairy of Baohua frowned slightly, and after a few breaths, she shook her head, “I don’t know him, no audience.”
