Chapter 603: With the Wind's Help, I Soar to the Blue Sky

Chapter 603: With the Wind's Help, I Soar to the Blue Sky

In the dimly lit Dragon King Palace, a group of figures stood with their hands hanging by their sides.

Most of them were aged, with white hair and beards, dressed in extravagant robes, exuding an extraordinary aura. However, in front of this towering palace, they had lost their usual composure and stood meekly, accepting the scrutiny of a young man.

"Three Cities."

"Three Cities."

Schyan walked past this group of so-called Sect Leaders with little interest, until he reached the next person. He raised his eyebrows, feeling absurd as he stared at the old man in front of him, "Two Cities in Dao Convergence?"

Faced with such blatant contempt in his words, the Sect Leader lowered his head in shame.

The declining sects were struggling to find successors, but the Sacred Grounds couldn't be left idle.

"Hmph."

Schyan turned his head and looked at the Yue Clan's Clan Guardian Elder, though he said nothing, the laughter in his voice was enough to make the Western Flood Cultivators feel extremely frustrated.

If you think we're so useless, why don't you just not use us?

They were also worried about not being able to defeat the Demon Palace, and yet they were still picky and critical. They wanted to put on a facade while being so shameless!

"..."

Yue Gonggui lowered his head and silently chuckled, gently rubbing his temples.

Don't be fooled by Schyan's status as a Four Cities, for the Northern Flood, especially for an immortal sect like the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, selecting Branch Sect Masters and opening four Immortal Cities was just a threshold. After all, in the past few tens of thousands of years, they had only chosen one or two.

This Schyan Sect Master was chosen from among several renowned Four Cities Celestial Talents, and at the same level, they still had to compete in terms of cultivation methods, comprehension of Daoist techniques, and understanding of the Dao.

However, on second thought, even in the eyes of the Yue Clan, these cultivators were still too inferior.

Perhaps this was also why the Demon Palace was wreaking havoc in the Western Flood, but there was no news from either the Northern or Eastern Flood. They could only bully these wild cultivators.

"Forget it, I'm not going to look anymore."

Schyan shook his head and waved at the old man in the crowd, "Come here and take the array chart, distribute it to them."

As he spoke, he glanced at the young man in ink-colored robes standing next to the old man.

Among a group of old men, this handsome young man stood out like a crane among chickens.

Unfortunately, whether it was a crane or a chicken, they were all just ordinary birds. They had never seen the true face of the world and didn't know what immortals were like.

Perhaps they had some talent, but that was all.

"I really want to know, if he dares to open his eyes and take a look at you, will his Dao heart shatter?"

Huang Wenfa smirked and transmitted his voice with a hint of malicious amusement as he walked towards Schyan.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at him with a hint of disdain.

It would be a miracle if their Immortal City, hidden by the Demon Palace, could be seen through by an Earthly Realm cultivator.

He was here to kill, and he didn't have the bad habit of intentionally drawing attention to himself.

"This Greedy Wolf Array requires you to become Guardian Stones. I will be the main array controller, and you only need to study the array chart and move with the array. Don't think about anything else."

Schyan waved his sleeves again, and spirit jade tokens fell into the hands of the cultivators, "At that time, follow my commands, and I will ensure your lives are safe."

After saying this, he looked at Qi Laowu and Yue Gonggui, "The rest is up to you."

Just then, Schyan's expression changed slightly, and the disdain in his eyes quickly faded. He cupped his hands towards the distance, "Senior Zi Xian, is there something you wish to teach me?"

Even when facing the Western Dragon King, he had never been this serious.

The reason was simple; in Schyan's eyes, in this area of Hongze, beneath the immortals, there were only three powers that could be considered human, and the rest were all servants.

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, Northern Dragon Palace, and Eastern Dragon Palace.

"It's not really a teaching, but I need a person from you."

Zi Xian didn't bother to give this junior a good look and slowly walked towards the group of Sect Leaders.

"..."

Schyan and the others stood in silence, watching her antics helplessly.

As the woman walked closer, Huang Wenfa couldn't help but feel nervous and took a few steps towards Shen Yi. As a Western Flood Cultivator, how could he not know the renowned reputation of the Yushan Dragon Consort? Compared to her public identity, her other identity was even more terrifying.

The Eastern Dragon King's most beloved daughter.

Her every move was like heavenly might to the lives of the Western Flood.

"Come with me."

Zi Xian directly grabbed Shen Yi's sleeve and forcefully pulled him out of the crowd, dragging him away towards the distant horizon.

"Tsk."

Schyan and Yue Gonggui exchanged a glance, their eyes slightly odd, as if deep in thought, they stood in their original spots.

It was common knowledge that Zi Xian was nominally Qi Zhaoyi's wife, and now, within the Western Dragon Palace, in front of outsiders, she was so carefree and unrestrained, pulling and tugging at a young cultivator. Qi Laowu was already so angry that his face turned purple.

Was he worried that something might happen to that young man?

"The Eastern Dragon Princess still likes to keep a pretty boy." As Zi Xian walked away, Schyan finally smiled lightly, but his voice carried a hint of sourness.

Being favored by the Dragon Princess was indeed a great honor for a Celestial Talent.

"Forget it, if one is missing, then one is missing. It wasn't anything fun anyway."

Schyan waved his hand and turned back towards the main hall.

Huang Wenfa gazed worriedly into the distance. How could Shen Zongzhu be some naive young man? Based on his style of conduct, it was more plausible that he held a grudge against Shen Yi and Yushan Dragon Consort rather than believing they were romantically involved.

Putting aside other matters, Yushan Dragon Consort's husband was personally killed by Shen Zongzhu in the Southern Flood.

Unfortunately, with Huang Wenfa's status, he didn't have the freedom to move around as he pleased in this place. He could only follow Qi Laowu's resentful gaze and accompany this Dragon Offspring to a resting area.

...

"Are you crazy?!"

After leaving the Dragon King Palace, Zi Xian finally released Shen Yi's sleeve, shooting him an annoyed look.

With this boy's cleverness and alertness, it was impossible for him to have been dragged into this mess unintentionally. He must have intentionally gotten involved.

Just thinking about it made her feel a bit scared.

If she hadn't planned to visit today, this boy would have successfully infiltrated.

"My Shen Zongzhu, have you forgotten something?"

Zi Xian adjusted her breathing. Today, the Yue family was planning to surround the Demon Palace because those two brothers had died outside, and they were looking for the murderer.

However, they didn't even need to search; the murderer had come knocking on their door, and he looked as calm as ever, appearing more relaxed than anyone.

Aside from the Yue family, Shen Yi had also offended the Demon Palace on the other side.

In other words, both families wanted to get rid of him.

"I haven't forgotten. I just happened to run into them, so I came over to take a look."

Shen Yi casually looked around. He wasn't very familiar with this Dragon Consort, and even if they wanted to cooperate, this wasn't the right situation to discuss it.

However, the strength of the elderly man he had seen earlier made him unsure, and there was also the involvement of an array chart. He wasn't sure if there were other hidden tricks, so to ensure nothing unexpected happened, he decided to take this opportunity to check his harvest.

"Take a look?"

Zi Xian almost laughed in anger. But when she thought about the things he had done in the past and what Ji Jingxi had said last time, she paused for a moment before putting away her senior attitude.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but if I just stand by and watch you take risks without doing anything, and something happens, Jingxi will hate me for life."

"The Northern Flood people are different from those you've encountered before. They have deep roots and the opportunity to interact with Immortals. Without thorough preparation, don't engage in direct conflict with them."

After saying all this in one breath, Zi Xian sighed slightly, "Alright, I've brought you out anyway. Think it through, and the decision is yours."

"Thank you."

Shen Yi nodded seriously. He could sense that this purple-bearded white dragon was genuinely concerned for him, "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first."

"Where are you going?" Zi Xian stared blankly as he walked away.

Shen Yi stretched lazily, "I'm going to make thorough preparations."

"Me!" Zi Xian felt her heart sink. It seemed like none of the words she had just said got through to him.

Until Shen Yi's figure completely disappeared from her sight, she stomped her foot and muttered, "Do as you please. I'm not from the Seven Sects, so I don't care about your life or death."

"Huff."

Shen Yi walked slowly forward, his figure gradually becoming translucent and quickly merging into the blue sky.

The actions of the purple-bearded white dragon made it difficult for him to calmly brandish his butcher knife at the Eastern Dragon Palace. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation on his path of killing and cultivation, and he couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable.

Forget it, he couldn't beat them now anyway, so why bother thinking about it?

Shen Yi calmed his mind and looked up at the water surface above. A massive dark shadow gradually enveloped the area, and Guardian Stones returned from all directions, sending all the harvest into the finger ring.

"Greedy Wolf Star Chart?"

He silently chewed on this name in his mind, his gaze falling on the numerous Guardian Stones.

As expected of Northern Flood Cultivators, they always brought him good things.

In the Demon Palace, there were already over twenty Guardian Stones of the Dao Fusion Realm and above, including the Cold Mountain Old Ancestor of the Heaven Realm. If you add in Ke Shisan and the other Pavilion Lords, the effect of this array might exceed his imagination.

"Go."

Shen Yi released An Yi and gently patted the little guy's shoulder.

Since the Western Dragon Palace wanted to bait, he didn't mind taking the opportunity to bite the hook. A Pavilion Lord should be enough to tempt them.

"An Yi obeys."

The little tiger demon's face had long lost its youthful innocence. After the Western Demon Palace gave birth to a divine technique, the Guardian Stones of the great demons were connected to An Yi's aura, becoming one with him, and a scent similar to the Supreme Nether Mansion emanated from his body.

After finishing these tasks, Shen Yi finally turned his gaze to the finger ring.

In an instant, the demons' lifespans began to rapidly deplete, and demon souls were born out of thin air. Even though their consciousness wasn't fully formed, they instinctively knelt down to the illusory figure in the ink-colored robe.

The densely packed Guardian Stones fell into the Eastern Demon Palace, their stone skins peeling off neatly, transforming into various hideous forms.

At the same time, far away in the Omnipresent Pavilion, Ke Shisan seemed to have a premonition and abruptly stood up.

The Eastern Demon Palace was filled with dark energy, and a heartbeat like thunder resonated within, as the thing being nurtured inside gradually became more apparent.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Shen Yi calmly sorted through the demon corpses, hoping to gather enough to create several Guardian Stones of Dao Fusion Realm demons.

The Blood River surged in his palm, gradually forming a path to the Mid-Heaven Realm.

...

Western Flood, Dragon King Palace.

Yue Gonggui rested with his eyes closed, accompanied by Qi Laowu.

Schyan lazily leaned back in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over the many cultivators below. With his own array, each person only needed to memorize a portion of the array without understanding it, yet they still took so long.

Even these lowly mortals dared to possess a Sacred Ground, a rare treasure.

He could only hope that the so-called Demon Palace would bring him some surprises.

"Elder Yue?" Qi Laowu noticed the old man beside him suddenly opening his eyes.

"I have news."

Yue Gonggui paid no attention to the Dragon Prince, instead, he turned his gaze towards Schyan.

He had sent a clansman to wander in the Western Flood with the Disaster Kirin's true form, wanting to see if the Demon Palace was indeed as rumored, fond of recruiting various powerful demons.

"This is interesting."

Schyan straightened in his seat, his face showing a newfound interest.

The fact that the Demon Palace reacted so quickly indicated that their control over the Western Flood had reached a terrifying level.

Not bad, at least they weren't all show and no substance, no wonder they dared to challenge the Western Dragon Palace.

"Elder Yue, don't disappoint me. I truly want to see these hidden beings, how ugly their faces are that they dare not show themselves."

"Rest assured, Sect Master Schyan."

Yue Gonggui slowly stood up, his expression wooden.

If not for that beast Yue Tianji, perhaps the Yue family wouldn't have to endure the ridicule and scorn of the junior members of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect.

That beast deserved to die.

But they should never have laid a hand on Yue Tiance, the last hope of the Yue family.

"Let's go. Since the Demon Palace is so well-informed, even if they didn't do it, they should still be able to give me a satisfactory answer."

He took a light step towards the palace entrance.

In the Northern Flood, the Yue family still had to follow some rules, but here in the Western Flood, the locals were too foolish to understand reason; they only needed to recognize fists.

The numerous Yue family disciples all stood up, their killing intent palpable as they followed.

In an instant, dark clouds rolled in, so thick that it was hard to breathe.

"...

The faces of the Western Flood Sect Leaders darkened, unable to hide their fear.

Following a group of demons to deal with another group of demons.

Throughout the process, they didn't seem like they were invited for assistance at all, instead, they resembled a group of servants. Forget about politeness, these Northern Flood people didn't even treat them as equals.

"May I ask, Sect Master Schyan, how can you ensure our safety?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask.

It wasn't out of fear of death; since they had come, they were prepared to take risks. After all, as Dao Fusion Realm cultivators, none of them wanted to see the Western Flood being defeated one by one by an unknown force and eventually becoming an Inferno.

But the attitude of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect was indeed a bit too arrogant.

"In the name of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect," Schyan said indifferently as he swept his gaze over them.

"Are you so sure that the Demon Palace will fear the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect? You should know that they are..." The Sect Leader clenched his teeth, as the Demon Palace initially became famous for slaying disciples of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect.

"That, I'm not sure."

Schyan shook his head, a slight curve forming on his lips, "But I'm certain that with just this name, you dare not disobey. Since there's no choice, why waste words here."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked on with anger but dared not speak.

"With these words, only a fool would help you."

Huang Wenfa rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, but before anyone could react, he seemed to see something and slapped himself hard, "Empty words! Empty words!"

"...

At the empty palace entrance, a figure in a black robe stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

His fair and handsome face remained calm, as if he had casually wandered here, twirling the Spirit Jade between his fingertips before quietly walking towards the crowd.

Shen Yi's actions undoubtedly stunned everyone.

There was actually someone who cared about the Western Flood, and even after being rescued by the Yushan Dragon Consort, he voluntarily returned? Yue Gonggui glanced at the youth in the black robe but said nothing more; he had no mood to deal with other matters.

Schyan, however, was taken aback for a moment before revealing a playful smile.

He didn't hold Shen Yi in high regard for this.

Instead, he muttered two words under his breath, "Foolish."

With a favorable wind, one can soar to the sky.

Such a stubborn person wanted to prove to everyone that his growth relied solely on himself, without any external help, as if that would make him seem more noble.

It was easy for Schyan to associate him with another fool who relied on external forces his entire life yet always thought highly of himself.

Indeed, they were quite similar.

Hmph.

(End of Chapter)

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