Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 754 - 555: He Has Already Found Me_2

Chapter 754: Chapter 555: He Has Already Found Me_2

"Grip the Dao Plate tightly, do not be careless."

Chi Yang nodded slightly. The two had worked together for many years. Should any misfortune befall the other, someone needed to relay the message.

"Mm."

No sooner had Liu Shiqian stepped onto the Array than he was enveloped by a rippling, faint light.

This was his first departure from Southern Hong. Even with his usually calm demeanor, he couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Sect Master Shen’s instructions had been too hasty; he didn’t even know how to start a conversation when he met Wanxiang Pavilion’s Daoist fellows.

However, the next moment, the scene before his eyes astounded him completely.

He was directly ushered into a vast, empty hall.

The neatly arranged seats on both sides, and the principal seat at the top, were currently unoccupied.

"..."

Liu Shiqian felt a chill creeping through him, then slowly turned around to look back.

He saw a robust, broad figure at the doorway, covered by a dark gold robe, his face hidden under a broad hood. He exuded no aura whatsoever, resembling an eerie piece of still life but also exuding an inexplicable sense of nobility.

"I... Liu, am here by command to visit the sect; please, may I see the Hall Master of Wanxiang Pavilion."

Liu Shiqian, unsure of the specifics and hesitant to reveal his identity, merely pulled out the Golden Scroll.

Suddenly, he was taken aback again.

The figure in the dark gold robe shook his head slightly, "There is no Sect Master here for now."

"Then?"

Liu Shiqian wanted to ask further but was silenced by a raised hand from the figure.

"Sit." The figure in the dark gold robe gestured toward the principal seat.

Liu Shiqian hesitated, having no clue about the current situation but not wanting to seem weak, lest he disgrace Sect Master Shen. He stiffly walked forward and somewhat uncomfortably took his seat in the principal chair.

He looked questioningly at the figure in front of him but suddenly heard the other’s faint laughter, "Now there is one."

"Hiss."

Liu Shiqian leaned back in his chair, stunned as if struck by lightning, somewhat disbelieving his ears, wondering if he had misunderstood the other’s words.

"Wanxiang Pavilion’s former Sect Master has just died; this precious land hasn’t completely escaped his control. Take advantage of the moment to unify, to conduct a soul transference, which can greatly shorten the time. Please seize the opportunity and do not waste this benefit," Wu Jun earnestly looked at the slim middle-aged man in the principal seat, "Sect Master Liu."

Having said that, Wu Jun turned and left the hall.

It wasn’t until he completely disappeared from Liu Shiqian’s vision that Wu Jun firmly stamped his foot, relieved that he was finally free!

Damn it, who knows how well the other Hall Masters have been eating with the master during this period? In contrast, he, who had been diligently staying in Wanxiang Pavilion, hadn’t gotten any benefits but instead was inexplicably heavily struck, almost shattering his stone body!

"My Lord! Wu Jun is coming back!"

In the hall, Liu Shiqian did not realize that the distinguished figure had instantly transformed into another image.

He just stared blankly at the front of the hall, lost in thought.

Liu Shiqian knew the kind of person Sect Master Shen was, the type to repay even a small kindness extensively. Yet, he had never expected... that a single drop of water given in the past could exchange for an Endless Ocean.

The Union Dao sacred land much coveted by the elders of the Seven Sects had, in this sudden moment, been straightforwardly thrust into his hands.

"Old Liu, what’s happening now?"

Chi Yang’s anxious voice came from the Dao Plate, "Why is there no news?"

"I..." Liu Shiqian, holding the Dao Plate, opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.

"What do you mean ’I’? Speak up!" Outside Wanxiang Pavilion, Elder Chi Yang, parched and panicked, even though confident in Sect Master Shen, recognized this was not their familiar Southern Hong but entirely unknown Western Hong. Even Heaven Realm Cultivators couldn’t guarantee complete safety.

"My path of cultivation seems to have unfolded a bit more ahead of me," Liu Shiqian inhaled deeply, suppressing the tremble in his voice. Even if he feigned nonchalance, for a Baiyu Capital Cultivator, who wouldn’t want to achieve Union Dao? If not for this desire, how could one ascend to the heights of Baiyu Capital?

Silence suddenly fell on the other side of the Dao Plate.

It seemed Elder Chi Yang needed a lot of time to digest his words.

The atmosphere gradually grew awkward.

Finally, heavy breathing resounded within the Dao Plate, then exploded with a voice mad with jealousy:

"Liu, you really should be dead!!!"

...

In the Western Hong waters, Mount Yu.

The regal and luxurious Dragon Consort finally stepped out of her secluded chamber, seated in the great hall where beauties danced and delicacies and fine wines were served, just to entertain one individual, replicating the grandeur of a previous birthday feast.

Behind the table, a man draped in a dark and white robe sat silently, not touching the food or alcohol, his piercing gaze never resting on the dancing beauties.

This was a ferocious tiger that had risen mightily, dominating the Frost Tiger Clan.

Even before the century-long trial by combat, he had already been comparable to those of Union Dao, and few demons from his generation dared provoke him.

For Tingfeng was ruthless enough, harsh not only towards strangers but also towards his own clan.

It was rumored that he even went to Northern Hong to secure a tremendously vicious technique, allowing him to temporarily borrow the strength of his clan members, consuming their essence and Lifespan Years, to momentarily ascend to a power level comparable to Heaven Realm.

Although this squandered the potential of the entire Frost Tiger Clan, possibly leading to a lapse between generations and even the risk of clan extinction, it also granted him the standing to sit before the Dragon Consort of Mount Yu.

"You are my senior, Tingfeng toasts to you."

Finally, Tingfeng raised his cup, holding it with both hands and gesturing toward the woman seated in the principal seat.