Chapter 340: Giving You a Path of Life and Death

Yu Chaoan and Tong Xinchuan both stared at the figure in the black robe.

At the very moment the other had thrown his punch just now.

Both of their pupils shrank slightly at the same time.

The illusory form of that magnificent spiritual beast looked like some kind of technique, yet both were cultivators in the late Soul Transformation realm; how could they not sense that there had been no fluctuation of heavenly and earthly Qi just now.

The disciples of Mount Wutong did not fear that the cultivators outside were very strong.

After all, no matter how strong they were, they could not be stronger than their master.

Moreover, the young man's strength was still far below theirs.

They simply did not understand it.

Most of the profound techniques under heaven mostly originate from the Thousand Demon Cave.

As the strongest human faction, Mount Wutong collects various techniques, including weapon forging, pill refining, array formations, and a host of other methods.

They might have things they do not know, but they would certainly know what school of thought it belongs to.

Could it be self-created...

"How can he see us?"

Yu Chaoan looked at his senior brother in confusion.

"He guessed we were here."

Tong Xinchuan had full confidence in his own understanding of array formations.

At this moment, indifference surged upon his effeminate face.

The actions of the youth in the black robe could be interpreted in many ways, but they were certainly not the attitude one would show toward a senior.

"What does he want to do?"

Yu Chaoan was somewhat confused; it seemed neither of them had interfered in this matter.

"Tsk."

Tong Xinchuan slowly shifted his gaze: "He wants to say that the loose cultivator you two retrieved belongs to Great Qian, is not someone anyone can bully... nor is he someone who cannot survive without us."

"Then we..." Yu Chaoan scratched the back of his head.

"Let's go."

Tong Xinchuan rolled his eyes at this fool.

The assessment by the eldest senior sister has already ended; what are we still staying here for? Waiting for the Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor to bring people over to cause trouble?

"..."

Shen Yi withdrew his gaze.

His figure vanished from the spot, then immediately stepped onto the palm of the Golden Body Dharma Idol, grabbing Jiang Qiulan by the back of her collar: "Pack things up."

The Golden Body nodded in obedience, then immediately darted toward that broken snake body.

"You... can you not hold me like this?"

Jiang Qiulan was lifted up like a kitten, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Shen Yi paused for a moment before realizing the other was no longer the Embracing Elixir Realm cultivator who could not use the Body-Light Technique back then.

He nodded and casually released the woman.

"That's not what I meant either."

Jiang Qiulan summoned her Dao Infant to hover in the air and murmured softly.

She looked at the man who was so close.

Last time they left in such a hurry, there was no time to look closely.

Now, after examining him seriously for a moment, compared to herself, the other seemed no different from when he was in Outside Qingzhou.

"You are getting stronger and stronger."

Envy and joy flickered in Jiang Qiulan's eyes.

Every time her realm made progress, Shen Yi would appear again, once more becoming a mountain that seemed forever insurmountable.

At first, she would feel incomparable shock.

Now, it felt more like having a dream, like a fantasy before death.

In that fantasy, the other was naturally omnipotent.

"It's okay."

Shen Yi watched as the Golden Body Dharma Idol cleaned up the demon corpse, then called out Ma Guangshan, who had been hiding far away and trembling in fear.

He withdrew his gaze: "Let's go first."

He had not originally thought to use the Dark-Tailed Spear so easily.

But when he arrived just now.

He saw Jiang Qiulan freeze for an instant at the moment she was preparing to act, then her emotions became somewhat off, a bit aggrieved.

Someone like her, who once acting becomes fully focused and exceptionally calm, must have been affected by something.

For instance, someone might have been transmitting words to her.

Therefore, Shen Yi did not let the Golden Body Dharma Idol come over to help, just to guard against any cultivators possibly spying from the side.

"Good."

Jiang Qiulan knew the danger of this place and did not rush to pour out her inner concerns; she was also not very good at that.

She simply followed quietly behind Shen Yi, darting toward the outside of the Thousand Demon Cave.

The two did not stay in the Demon-Suppressing City.

Instead, they went directly to a much farther place.

Until he was certain it was safe enough.

Shen Yi then alighted by a stream, looking at the woman behind him: "What did you go to the Thousand Demon Cave for?"

"The assessment by True Person Lingxi of Mount Wutong."

Jiang Qiulan said softly: "Back then, I offended a demon dragon in Great Qian and dared not return. Later, I met True Person Xuanjian of Mount Wutong. He said he would recommend me to join his senior sister's sect as a registered disciple."

"Did you succeed?"

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly; he had heard the name Mount Wutong far too many times and felt a bit curious as well.

If not for the worry that the panel would be discovered, and the dread of their Shenxu Laozu.

He would most likely have wanted to join their sect himself.

"Look."

Jiang Qiulan's voice was calm, still that quiet appearance.

But the way she carefully took out that snake egg and placed it on the ground was like a child showing off her masterpiece to my lord.

She then shyly withdrew her hands, as if waiting for praise.

Seeing the barely perceptible tension on her Bai Xi, pretty face, Shen Yi was slightly stunned.

It was hard to imagine such a daughter-like posture appearing on the face of this stoic, strong woman.

"Are you okay?" Shen Yi glanced sideways.

Jiang Qiulan's face stiffened slightly, then she sighed softly.

Yet immediately after, she heard Shen Yi's calm voice again.

"Do you want to return to Great Qian with me?"

Though Mount Wutong is strong, judging by the earlier scene, they did not seem to intend to save anyone.

Clearly, they did not consider this woman very important.

If one cannot obtain the true transmission, it is better to return to Great Qian. It is just spiritual roots and cultivation methods; if one does not have them now, one can find them slowly later.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiulan was stunned for a moment, looking up at Shen Yi's eyes.

After a few breaths, a smile appeared on her face, no longer cold; sweetness and expectation filled her eyes, as if the Baohua Xianzi in the painting had suddenly come to life.

"Can I follow you all the time?"

"Then you still need to practice more." Shen Yi gave his answer almost without hesitation.

In the place he was going, Jiang Qiulan was not even as capable as Aqing, having no power of self-defense whatsoever.

"I knew it."

Jiang Qiulan seemed to have expected it, feeling only a slight disappointment.

She then put away the snake egg and said with a light laugh: "I am not used to staying in a safe place, lying in bed thinking about what others are doing, wondering if they will get hurt, if something will happen to them, like a young beast waiting for its parents to return from the hunt... I would go mad."

She had experienced such a feeling once when she was young.

In the end, she received news of death.

"Do you believe that one day I can stand by your side?"

Jiang Qiulan took a deep breath: "At least have some power of self-defense."

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at her and said nothing.

Jiang Qiulan quietly rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Can't you even tell one lie?"

"Sure, I believe you."

Regarding such matters, Shen Yi was quite generous; he casually took out a pile of things and handed them over: "Keep them safe. You should know how to use them."

There were not many things, only four items.

A storage bag bearing the mark of the Profound Light Cave, a Spirit-Gathering Furnace, a Profound Sword, and a scroll of the True Thunder Sword Art of the Divine Firmament.

Since you are going, what is the point of being a registered disciple?

These things are a double-edged sword.

You might die, or you might establish great merit through them; of course, you can also keep them forever in the storage bag... Jiang Qiulan should not be a fool.

(End of this chapter)