The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 450 - 449: Lord Ying’an

Chapter 450: Chapter 449: Lord Ying’an

Lord Ying’an and his group were discussing the recent attack.

Meanwhile, reports about the outside situation continued to come in one after another.

It was not Lord Ying’an’s first time at the Border Battlefield, his earlier injuries had been sustained there. At one point, he thought his condition would be permanent, but thanks to the blessing of Xie Jiuniang, he was able to recover.

This time, he had returned to the battlefield intent on revenge.

As Xie Jiuniang listened to them discussing serious matters, she also examined the corpses of the Demon Clan scattered on the ground.

"What are you looking at?" Ying’an asked with a smile.

Immediately, the presence of the Nascent Souls captured the attention of those present.

When had they ever seen such a gentle Lord?

That tone, that demeanor?

About a dozen people covertly sized up Xie Jiuniang, wondering in their minds whether she was a great figure of some sort, or maybe the child of one?

Lord Ying’an paid no mind to these speculations, dismissing them with a wave of his hand, "Disperse, pay more attention to the front during this time. If you spot any members of the Demon Clan, don’t hold back, kill them all."

"Yes, Lord," they replied.

The group left in unison.

Besides the two fellow Sect members whose bodies were properly taken care of, someone casually took the Demon Clan corpses away for disposal. Before leaving, someone thoughtful cast several Dust Cleansing Techniques, cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground and erasing any lingering scent of blood from the air.

Inside the main tent of the camp.

Only Xie Jiuniang and Lord Ying’an were left.

The Nascent Souls from before weren’t uninterested in Xie Jiuniang’s background; it was just that Lord Ying’an did not give them the opportunity to inquire.

Xie Jiuniang had no intention of revealing her past just yet, "Lord, I wasn’t actually looking at anything in particular. I was just thinking... the Demon Clan members have such bizarre and distinctive appearances."

"Indeed," Lord Ying’an agreed profoundly.

He also found the Demon Clan members to be terribly ugly, an absolute eyesore.

The ugliness of the Demon Clan members was bizarre beyond words. Some had deep-set eyes, while others had bovine eyes or aquiline noses, and still others had broader foreheads or snake-like faces. While they did not have horns on their heads, their hair was a complete mess, as if it hadn’t been tended to for centuries.

Ugly and filthy.

Yet, they considered this to be the height of beauty!

Lord Ying’an added, "It’s not that there aren’t any beautiful and handsome Demon Clan members with fair skin, but such individuals are of a lower status and are typically ostracized and oppressed by their own kind. Do you know why?"

"I’ve heard such individuals exist, but I don’t know the reason," Xie Jiuniang shook her head slightly.

A faint smile tugged at Lord Ying’an’s lips, "In the Demon Clan, ugliness is considered beauty, and a robust physique is a source of pride."

Is that really the case?

Not quite.

Ultimately, the Demon Clan’s values and aesthetics are driven by power. The more pureblooded a Demon Clan member is, the stronger their power. The only downside is that the higher their cultivation, the more robust and unattractive they appear.

In a world where power is paramount, only the powerful are respected.

Moreover, since ancient times, the Demon Clan has considered the Human race to be the weakest in the Three Thousand Worlds—ugly, short, and small. Members of the Demon Clan born looking like Humans, with impure and mixed bloodlines, are seen as nothing but trash, aren’t they?

One cannot judge the beings of the Demon Realm with the perspective of a Cultivator.

The Demon Clan treasures bloodline over all, the equivalent of a Spirit Root in the Cultivation World. Their establishment within the Three Thousand Worlds, with their penchant for plundering, gives them a strong presence across all realms, which is not unreasonable.

Existence alone justifies their form.

Having heard all this from Lord Ying’an, Xie Jiuniang’s mind was struck with insight.

"Ying’an, I heard that a formidable Nascent Soul True Lord has arrived here?" Lord Sujin’s voice preceded her, and she soon appeared before them.

In the blink of an eye, she materialized before their eyes.

Another figure entered, it was True Lord Muhong.

Lord Ying’an raised his hand and set up a barrier, then Xie Jiuniang thought for a moment and removed her face-changing technique. She first paid her respects to Lord Sujin, then to Nascent Soul True Lord Muhong.

In the presence of Divinity Transformation experts, concealing oneself would only arouse suspicions. By revealing one’s identity honestly upon meeting, one could not only avoid complications but also win their favor. Later, when there would be conflicts at the Border Battlefield and she needed to ask for their help, it would be easier to speak up. Xie Jiuniang had been calculating ever since she set foot in the Sect stronghold at Dahuang City.

At this moment, both Lord Sujin and True Lord Muhong appeared quite astonished, surveying her as if she were a rare creature.

They had both noticed, mainly because they had lived for quite some time, but it was still their first encounter with someone who had reached Infant Formation at such a young age.

Not just Infant Formation, but already in the midterm of the Nascent Soul stage?

One must know that advancing one’s Cultivation Base to Nascent Soul is increasingly difficult with each breakthrough.

Back in their days, it took them nearly two hundred years to progress from the early stages of Nascent Soul to the mid-stage, even with an abundance of resources.

Upon seeing Xie Jiuniang, Lord Sujin couldn’t help but recall the fallen Chaoyan, a sigh of lamentation rising from the depths of his heart, "I never expected that our next meeting would be on the Border Battlefield."

"I didn’t expect it either," Xie Jiuniang replied politely.

Lord Sujin took a seat at a table and chair next to Lord Ying’an.

Muhong exchanged a few pleasantries with Xie Jiuniang. In the past, her alchemy had benefitted from his guidance, "I remember your Alchemy skills were quite good, what rank are you now?"

"Sixth-Rank," Xie Jiuniang reported truthfully.

"You haven’t been studying alchemy for long, have you?" There was an inexplicably sour note in Nascent Soul True Lord Muhong’s tone.

Xie Jiuniang spoke somewhat emotionally, "I was fortunate to receive your generous guidance, True Lord. It’s just that I haven’t had the chance to settle down and refine pills for a long time."

"You’re better off not saying anything." It’s enough to anger someone to death.

Upon hearing this, Muhong felt even more jealous.

He too was once renowned in the Cultivation World as an Alchemy prodigy. How old was he when he reached the position of an Eighth-Rank Alchemist?

He couldn’t quite remember the exact age, but it was certainly after his centennial year, and that was after his tireless dedication and constant practice.

But how old was she?

At first, Xie Jiuniang didn’t sense anything amiss. But gradually, she noticed that Nascent Soul True Lord Muhong’s gaze towards her was somewhat unusual.

Envy?

Very sour?

Both Ying’an and Sujin felt speechless.

Unable to resist teasing, Lord Sujin said, "Tell me, Muhong, don’t you find that sour tone of yours embarrassing? After all these years, you’re still an Eighth-Rank Alchemist."

Muhong glanced up at her and retorted, "Think about when you achieved Infant Formation in your youth, then ask yourself, doesn’t it make you feel sour?"

Both were momentarily stunned.

Well, it really did make them feel sour...

As for Xie Jiuniang, the topic of discussion, she tried her best to reduce her presence. However, with so few people around, and her own presence being quite formidable, it was difficult for the three others to ignore her.

When three pairs of eyes turned to look at her in unison.

Xie Jiuniang felt the pressure mounting and awkwardly changed the subject, "Seniors, haven’t you considered that the actions of the Demon Clan this time are too targeted? Something is very wrong."

"Indeed, something is wrong; it’s very possible that someone has leaked information about our location," said Lord Ying’an, who was no newcomer to the battlefield and well aware of how things worked there.

They were unaware of the Demon Clan’s military arrangements.

Similarly, the Demon Clan was in the dark about their side. Yet, this particular attack on Tianxu Sect’s defensive line was swift and quite targeted, first sending someone to assassinate the Nascent Souls.

Then dispatching a squad to breach the defenses and kill the Golden Cores.

In truth, the intent was to use a feint to the east to attack in the west, in order to capture Nascent Soul True Lord Muhong, the Eighth-Rank Alchemist of Tianxu Sect.

True Lord Muhong had come to the front-line camp not only to offer support but also because of a certain Spirit Plant he was pursuing.

Not many people were aware of his whereabouts...