Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

The waters of Nan Hong, the seven sons of the Immortal Sect.

At this moment, there was a sensation that a storm was coming and the city was about to collapse.

A demon of the Fifth Level of Returning Void, while a mere vanguard in the Dragon Palace, was now attracting the attention of many Baiyu Capital Cultivators.

They sat quietly in their caves.

Their thoughts began to drift.

The heart of cultivation, silent for who knows how many years, was now faintly stirring with ripples.

Behind each seated figure, there lay a past that was astonishing to behold, with their illustrious names ceaselessly sung by disciples.

But beneath the empty reputation lay hearts of the Dao worn down by eons, no longer able to withstand the torture.

"..."

A robe woven with golden thread streaked across the sky, not yet landing on the Ling Yun Sect's bas-relief.

Wei Yuanzhou felt a dense and nearly undisguised malice envelop him before he even touched down.

His face turned cold as he slowly returned their gaze.

At the moment of soul sense contact, those prying eyes suddenly diminished by ninety percent.

The few that remained held much less malice, merely some curiosity.

Wei Yuanzhou quietly stepped into the light curtain.

The instant his figure disappeared, a murmur arose from the Dao Plates, all expressing complaints to those they trusted.

"So he is the good man, and we are all evildoers."

"Without trials and hardships, how can we see if Sect Master Shen truly qualifies to take charge of this precious land?"

"Could Elder Brother Yuanzhou really intend to spoil Shen Yi into becoming the next Xuan Qing?"

"He hasn't even succeeded to the Ling Yun precious land yet, and he already regards himself as Sect Master, utterly ludicrous. Might as well take charge of all Seven Sects; in the future, the Nan Hong Seven Sons will take the surname Wei!"

Clearly, these cultivators were deeply disappointed for not having seen Shen Yi seek help.

Not only did they miss such a good opportunity,

Wei Yuanzhou's departure from the sect also gave others the impression that he was a supporter of Nanyang Sect, and it could even lead others to believe that Ling Yun Sect would protect the vassals of Nanyang.

Thus, it was almost certain that Shen Yi would last until the gathering of the seven sons.

The thing they had been hoping for seemed a mirage, now unattainable.

However, the thoughts of these people clearly had no impact on Wei Yuanzhou.

He returned to Ling Yun Sect, walked into the Ancestral Master Hall at a measured pace, and stood respectfully before the statue.

"How did it go? Did he accept your kindness?" the tall Ancestral Master statue's eyes flickered.

Wei Yuanzhou bowed first, then stood up straight and said earnestly, "This matter has nothing to do with Yuanzhou, it is all thanks to Sect Master Shen's own strength."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Master statue clearly pondered for a moment, then asked with slight surprise, "Are you saying he now possesses the strength to surpass that Sea Python?"

The fact that a Union Dao stage giant's voice changed,

Even just because he was facing his closest disciple, was enough to demonstrate his view on the matter.

"Fifth Level of Returning Void cultivation, four layers of the celestial palace, mastery over two spirit techniques, one of which has reached the Minor Achievement Realm, he has the potential of Master Xuan Qing," Wei Yuanzhou sighed.

"Far from there yet," the Ancestral Master statue chuckled lightly, "Xuan Qing, until his breakthrough to the ninth level of Returning Void, had all his celestial palaces, and even in the most difficult perfect sphere of Returning Void, he forged three layers of the immortal palace, which indeed once made us old fellows green with envy."

"He came from the deep abyss, whereas Master Xuan Qing was pampered in the palm of the Nanyang Sect Master's hand," Wei Yuanzhou slightly lifted his eyes, unafraid of offending Xuan Qing, for he was the same.

As the direct disciple of the Sect Master, he was entitled to privileges other cultivators could not enjoy.

To call it a world of difference would not be an overstatement.

"Enough," the Ling Yun Sect Master had no intention of dwelling further on this issue. Once they reached the Union Dao stage, they seldom paid attention to the process and focused more on the result.

The path of cultivation is endlessly variable and cannot be calculated by human efforts.

There is no such thing as the future cultivator at the Union Dao stage.

Either they are or they aren't.

"If it has nothing to do with you, why did you still make that kind of expression just now?" the Ancestral Master statue mused, looking down.

"A bunch of petty people, there's nothing to fear," Wei Yuanzhou raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Could it be that Yuanzhou still fears being looked at a few more times? Would they dare to come before me and prattle?"

While master and disciple were chatting casually,

One figure after another returned from outside, each heading towards the six great Immortal Sects.

They quickly entered a particular cave, eagerly reporting everything they had seen.

Almost simultaneously, the Dao Plates within the six great Immortal Sects were abuzz with the name Shen Yi.

Terms like celestial palace and spirit techniques caused the expressions of each figure in the caves to change gradually.

"..."

Those who had been paying attention to Nanyang Sect all along now showed a rare look of bewilderment.

The information they had collected from beginning to end was in front of their eyes, but no matter what, it didn't match up.

Each message seemed to speak of an individual cultivator, yet now these scouts were telling them that they're all one and the same person?!

Absurd!

Inside Bamboo Tower of the Pure Moon Sect,

Liu Shiqian looked at the two Dao Plates on the table, one was silent while the other flickered ceaselessly.

Chi Yang Elder put away his own Dao Plate and glanced over with a teasing look, "You now seem to be the bane of many; in such a bustling event, no one is willing to chat with you."

However, Liu Shiqian did not respond, seemingly deep in thought.

"What's the matter?" Curiosity surged in Chi Yang Elder's eyes as he sat up straight, "The young man you fancy has grown so rapidly that he astonishes all seven sons, yet you choose to be brooding?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Shiqian closed his eyes, "What would they do if they found out it was hopeless?"