Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Crack.

Liu Shiqian's palm rested on the armrest of the chair, instantly pulverizing the area he gripped into dust.

His eyes, sharp and cold, stared at Yan Xianqing.

The formidable aura of Baiyu Capital Cultivators quietly enveloped the entire hall, causing the breath of everyone present to become somewhat stagnant.

"..."

Shen Yi's expression faltered slightly as he glanced at Elder Liu.

"..."

Liu Shiqian hurriedly withdrew his aura from Shen Yi.

He had almost forgotten, there was a Return to Void mid-stage in the room.

"Phew."

Yan Xianqing exhaled, the two questioning statements he just made could be considered a great disrespect.

He turned and walked towards the exit of the hall, "Sect Master Shen, Elder Liu, throughout the years, the Yan Family has never skimped on offerings to the Nan Hong Seven Sons, never once disobeyed any edict from the Immortal Sect, and always wholeheartedly completed each task to the best of our abilities."

"The loyalty of my Yan Family over the countless years is witnessed by heaven and earth, having guarded our post for the Immortal Sect, and having lost I don't know how many descendants."

"Why... why discard us just like that?"

The bitter words of Yan Xianqing seemed to voice the sentiments of the Yan Family members present.

For a moment, they all began to retreat towards the exit, then stretched out their hands to gesture direction.

The intention was very clear.

If you truly want to know what happened, do you dare to move closer?

"Sect Master Shen?"

Liu Shiqian rose and looked towards the main seat.

Clearly, the Yan Family had encountered issues, and even the Baiyu Capital Cultivators found them thorny.

Perhaps bringing Shen Yi over so hastily was somewhat untimely; it would have been better to inquire in advance.

"First, let's take a look."

Shen Yi stood up and followed.

"This..."

Liu Shiqian paused, then shook his head with a sense of helplessness.

This wasn't something you could just casually observe.

If you looked but didn't intervene, it might be better to leave now, at least superficially it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

It was apparent that Shen Yi perhaps did not take this titular position of Sect Master to heart; so young, yet seemingly more detached than those old veterans.

...

Outside Ya Jiao Mountain, layers of clouds amassed, dense enough to be daunting.

Only those with extremely keen sight could part the clouds to see the situation below.

It was a lake as translucent as jadestone.

Various Great Formations layered upon each other, inscrutably complex.

And all for one purpose: to manipulate Spiritual Energy to communicate with heaven and earth.

Apart from guarding against demons, these vassal powers' most important duty was to develop new He Dao Bao Di.

Of course, it was an arduous task, one that might see vast efforts go up in flames despite everything.

But regardless of the outcome, the benefit to cultivation provided by these generations-created Great Formations was tangible and real.

This was where Yan Xianqing should have been stationed.

Yet now, other figures occupied it.

"After the edict of the Nan Hong Seven Sons spread, it came," Yan Xianqing stared down calmly, a self-mocking smile playing at his lips, "Honored immortals, if I said I didn't care about this position, it would be a lie. But beyond my personal desires, I really want to ask..."

"With all the Yan Family's might nurturing a Dragon Descendant."

"Is the Yan Family a vassal of the Nan Hong Seven Sons, or the Southern Dragon Palace?"

He slowly turned to Liu Shiqian, "Actually, you should know the answer. If things continue like this, even if the Yan Family remains defiant, aren't we actually just stepping onto the boat of the Dragon Palace?"

"Regardless of how the Nan Hong Seven Sons see it internally, is there another way out for the Yan Family?"

He bowed deeply to Liu Shiqian once more, "I implore Elder Liu and Sect Master Shen to bestow mercy. Negotiate with the Dragon Palace in the name of the Pure Moon Sect. I assure you, the moment the Nanyang Sect feels the time is right, we will wholeheartedly support Nanyang, unwavering through eternity."

The "right time" meant when the Nanyang Sect gained the true strength of an Immortal Sect, not just a title without substance.

"..."

Liu Shiqian suddenly fell silent.

He had never imagined that among those one hundred and eighty-two families sent back to Nanyang, the one most oppressed would be one of the largest four powers.

If he hadn't guessed wrong.

The Dragon Palace knew the Nan Hong Seven Sons' internal affairs like the back of its hand.

They had long seen through the differing hearts of the Seven Sons today.

That's why they so brazenly and openly snatched vassal forces.

Yan Xianqing was not acting on impulse; on the contrary, he was even clearer than they were.

The method proposed was probably the only way to retain the Yan Family under the name of the Nan Hong Seven Sons.

But...

It's not possible.

Liu Shiqian sighed.

The Pure Moon Sect was not his Liu Shiqian's Pure Moon Sect.

To preserve a Baiyu Capital power, to negotiate with the Dragon Palace, the entire Sect would need to step in.

But what's there in this world without the expectation of reciprocity?

If the Pure Moon Sect shouldered the burden and then allowed the Yan Family to continue supporting the Nanyang Sect?

That would certainly be impossible.

Unless the Yan Family returned under the banner of the Pure Moon Sect.

But if this precedent was set for the Yan Family, what about the remaining hundred or so families? Who wouldn't have their own difficulties?

Wouldn't that just revert to the previous state of affairs?

The Nanyang Sect would once again become that shell that has no control over South Nan Hong, and moreover, become the laughingstock of the entire region.

"Give Sect Master Shen some time."

Liu Shiqian closed his eyes, trusting that with the other's supreme talent, he would surely reclaim the Yan Family.

"How long will it take?"

Yan Xianqing's complexion turned sallow, as in the grand machinations of the major Sects, vassal forces like theirs were forever just pawns.

The myriad members of the Yan Family also looked ashen.

"Hard to say, we need to see and understand the situation."

Shen Yi, his face serene, watched the scene below as he calmly stepped past the crowd and, under the watchful eyes of all, transformed into a purple and white rainbow that swept into the clouds below!

"Ah?"

Liu Shiqian quickly opened his eyes, a rare look of astonishment on his face.

That wasn't what he meant!

Members of the Yan Family stood there, too, dumbfounded in place.

See and understand the situation?

He dares to lay a hand on a Dragon Descendant?!