The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 458 - 457: The Overlooked Matter

Chapter 458: Chapter 457: The Overlooked Matter

Over the following period of time,

Xie Jiuniang was rather low-key within the border.

Her strong presence on the first day, as if it was but a fleeting cloud.

Xie Jiuniang returned to the campsite on that day to seclude herself, refining away the excess soul power within her Sea of Consciousness, her Spiritual Soul seemingly on the verge of a breakthrough, but constantly failing to do so. Without continuing her cultivation, she began a ceaseless search, day and night, for a way to save Chaoyan and Vermilion Bird, growing so haggard that she was barely recognizable.

"Dog owner, enough is enough," Jian Lingyan suspected her master was acting crazy.

Xie Jiuniang said dejectedly, "How can there be no leads at all?"

"The right time has not come, forcing it is useless," Jian Lingyan said offhandedly.

The so-called right time has not come was just a comforting phrase. Anyone clear-minded knew that this meant little.

Seeing her unmoved, Jian Lingyan grew irritated, "I heard that True Lord Muhong is going to refine a Ninth Grade pill."

"Isn’t that common knowledge?" Xie Jiuniang was flipping through a book.

This book, concerning the ancient Alchemy Dao, was found in a Storage Ring belonging to the Mo Family ancestor.

Xie Jiuniang was perusing the book, not to learn Alchemy, but to see if there were any ways to nurture the soul.

Jian Lingyan asked again, "Aren’t you worried he will fail?"

"Not worried."

"How can you not be worried? If he fails, there’s no chance to kill the Mo Family ancestor," Jian Lingyan didn’t believe her, thinking she was just being stubborn.

Xie Jiuniang finally looked up, glancing indifferently at Broken Sword, "True Lord Muhong has studied the Alchemy Dao for years; as long as he persists, he will eventually become a Ninth Grade Pill Master."

If not successful this time, there would be a next.

So, Xie Jiuniang truly wasn’t worried.

When she learned that her master’s Spiritual Soul had not completely dissipated, Xie Jiuniang’s mindset became much steadier.

Although she was still set on revenge, she became calmer.

Outsiders thought she was in retreat, but in reality, she was not entirely inactive; she frequently used her foresight to monitor Wenzhong and others. Ever since the last time she had calculated Mo Yan’s death and tricked the Mo Family ancestor, these people had become extra cautious, making it hard for her to find any opportunity for scheming.

Jian Lingyan was dissatisfied with her answer.

It flew around her, seemingly looking for a chance to knock her unconscious.

But Xie Jiuniang beat it to the punch and chastised, "I say you damn thing, when will you ever learn your lesson?"

"I’m just too worried about you," Jian Lingyan said. "I heard that if Humans hold back for too long, they can develop mental issues. Look at yourself, your little face is both pale and green, it’s terrifying."

"I’m just fine, get lost," was her reply.

"All right, all right. But I’ve heard there haven’t been any Demon Clan scouts sneaking into the defenses recently, and some say this isn’t a good thing, suggesting that the Demon Clan might be preparing a major move. Don’t you care about this?" Jian Lingyan shared the information it had heard.

Xie Jiuniang paused in her examination of the book.

Suddenly, she realized an issue she had neglected.

She had used foresight many times. In the early Nascent Soul stage, she could predict over three years ahead, and after breaking through to the middle Nascent Soul stage, the length of foresight had reached a significant leap.

She could predict events within fifty years!

Such a long stretch of time, and yet there had been no sign of the Demon Clan’s army attacking the Cultivation World?

Previously, all she thought about was revenge, overlooking much.

Could it be that the Demon Clan’s million-strong assault on the Cultivation World was merely a diversion?

Xie Jiuniang grew a bit restless at the thought that the Demon Clan might have other objectives; frowning, she said, "I need to check something..."

With a thought, a silver leaf appeared in her palm. Through it, she stepped into the River of Time, choosing to predict the future—

[Xie Jiuniang infiltrated the Demon Clan army, killing a soldier who looked somewhat human and then disguised herself in his image.

She began to infiltrate the Demon Clan’s ranks.

The million-strong Demon Clan army was secure outwardly but lax internally.

From outside, they seemed extremely vigilant, but inside, they were eating and drinking merrily. She infiltrated the main tent of a Demon Clan general, hoping to gather some intelligence.

Just then, an ugly freak rushed out of the tent, and Xie Jiuniang was hit squarely.]

The other party rattled on in a flurry of sounds.

Then, because she could not understand the Demon Clan’s language, her tracks were exposed...

Xie Jiuniang backed out of the foresight, her face full of frustration.

She couldn’t understand a single word of the Demon Realm’s language.

Did she need to learn their language first?

It seemed that there was a school specifically for teaching the demonic language at the Defender’s Hall, but that wasn’t the issue; Xie Jiuniang tried foresight again.

Xie Jiuniang stealthily approached the Demon Clan’s army, then infiltrated within their ranks, located a Demon Clan general’s tent, and hid inside the Small Tortoise Shell, beginning her covert surveillance.

Along the way, she saw the Demon Clan send out harassment to the defensive lines several times, but she remained indifferent.

She remained hidden for one year, then another.

After eight years, she suddenly made a discovery.

Every so often, the strong individuals from the Demon Clan would secretly venture out, until one day, a certain Demon Clan general returned in high spirits, and later a very powerful being arrived within the Demon Clan’s army.

Xie Jiuniang intended to follow them.

She had just reached the edge of the central battlefield.

A formidable power descended from the sky and killed her in an instant...

Xie Jiuniang emerged from the foresight, her heart jumping with shock.

The one who struck her down was most likely the so-called Demon Lord; she had been killed without even seeing a face, which was quite embarrassing.

Once her spent Spiritual Power had recovered,

Xie Jiuniang thought for a while and activated foresight once more.

The result was the same—gruesome. After several more attempts, she was fortunate enough to experience various ways to die, which left her apprehensive.

The Demon Lord was very powerful.

The pressure he gave her was on par with the Alliance Hierarch.

Such a figure personally taking action to kill a tracker like her only meant they attached great importance to their mission and could not tolerate any loss.

Were they going to the central battlefield?

Or were they just passing through?

The place was barren, not a blade of grass in sight.

What could there be that warranted such great efforts from a group of powerful members of the Demon Clan to search for?

If they were just passing through the central battlefield, then the direction they were heading was towards the territory on the side of the Cultivation World...

Xie Jiuniang refrained from using foresight again.

With her current Nascent Soul strength, it was very difficult to get close to a being as powerful as the Demon Lord.

So, she took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and messaged Lord Qiansha to report an important matter.

Lord Qiansha arrived swiftly.

Xie Jiuniang relayed the important clues she obtained from foresight, one by one to Qiansha, "I don’t know where they are heading to secretly, nor what they are seeking. I was only able to follow them to the edge of the central battlefield before being discovered."

Lord Qiansha pondered deeply, "Keep this matter to yourself for now; let’s confirm it after I investigate. Based on what you said, this event is still several years away."

"That’s fine, I will continue to pay attention," she replied.

"Rather than focusing on this, you should be more diligent in your cultivation," Lord Qiansha advised before instantly departing.

Since her mentor had said so, Xie Jiuniang felt she should obey.

In the following days, she truly stopped paying attention to the matters of the Demon Clan and immersed herself in closed-door cultivation every day.

Several days into her seclusion, Jian Lingyan regretfully informed her, "Dog owner, True Lord Muhong has failed."

"Failed?" Xie Jiuniang asked in sudden realization.

"In the end, his Divine Sense couldn’t keep up. With a Nascent Soul trying to refine a Ninth Grade pill, it was a bit of a stretch. It would have been better if he were at the Divinity Transformation stage."

"It’s a pity indeed..."