Chapter 415: Mayflies Climb the Gaoshan

Compared to her group of incompetent disciples.

Ye Wenxuan was more willing to reserve her patience for this strange young man.

"For a young prodigy like you, I do not wish to preach much."

Usually, when someone denies something, she is likely planning to do something next.

Shen Yi stored the purple-gold cauldron into his storage treasure, brushed his sleeve cuffs, and then stood up.

Although due to that previous remark, he certainly felt no goodwill toward this woman, he also admitted that it was precisely because of her existence that Great Qian had managed to limp along.

And the self who could enjoy a mouthful of yellow wine and a mouthful of braised pork in a restaurant in Bo Yun County.

"You are far more polite than Nie Jun."

Ye Wenxuan smiled faintly, her voice softening a bit: "Actually, your thoughts are not wrong. After all, you were born here; the only thing slightly off is that your vision is too low."

She placed her hand on Shen Yi's shoulder and, like an elder, admonished him earnestly: "If cultivation is like a high mountain, and you have now stood upon the peak, you can no longer think with the vision of those at the foot of the mountain."

Li Qingfeng stood outside the courtyard, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

Even he, this disciple, had never enjoyed such treatment during his many years on Mount Wutong.

"You must understand where the crux lies."

Ye Wenxuan looked toward the horizon: "Just like the myriad demons in the Thousand Demon Cave; their strength is undeniable, but what are they compared to me? If I am willing to expend some effort, relying on my own power alone, I could slaughter them all."

"But I cannot."

"The reason is simple: if these demons die, that old dog will not be able to sleep soundly. If it cannot sleep, the world will suffer."

"Therefore, the only thing we must do is find someone capable of dealing with it."

Ye Wenxuan lifted the corner of her lips: "The lives of mortals, compared to ours, are no different from mayflies, unaware of dawn or dusk. As long as you can handle the crux, the rest, they will naturally adjust over generations."

"Now, do you feel that what you are doing is meaningless?"

Having spoken, Ye Wenxuan slowly drew a stone emitting a faint glow from her sleeve: "I possess a palace-guarding treasure. It can be given to Nie Jun, or it can be given to you. Once the General Nanyang Sect is opened, the sky will be high and the sea vast for you to roam. If you are unwilling to leave, you may also remain in the General Nanyang Sect as an elder."

"There is still plenty of time; you can consider it slowly."

Ye Wenxuan raised the glowing treasure and held it before the young man's eyes.

True Person Qingfeng stared tightly at that palace-guarding treasure, his heart suddenly sinking. Only now did he fully realize that his master truly intended to replace Zhu Shixiong Nie, and that this was not merely a venting of anger.

The disciple who had risked his life to help her search for the Age Fruit in the Thousand Demon Cave, devising every way to transplant the Age Tree.

As long as the conditions were suitable, he could be discarded without hesitation.

Li Qingfeng stared blankly at Shen Yi.

Although it could not be called betrayal, Zhu Shixiong Nie was currently stationed in the Nine Provinces guarding against demons, yet the two of them had settled the matter within the Imperial City.

"..."

Shen Yi stared at the palace-guarding treasure before him, and suddenly the corner of his lips lifted.

He reached out and brushed his shoulder: "You may have misunderstood; I did not deliberately do anything."

Under Ye Wenxuan's slightly furrowed gaze, Shen Yi took a step and walked toward the courtyard exit: "I am merely a mayfly unwilling to die for no reason, doing my best to save myself."

What nonsense about vision from atop a high mountain.

He only knew that if he did not kill demons, he would die, so he had simply killed his way here.

His thoughts were purer than Ye Wenxuan's, not nearly so complicated.

Shen Yi walked out of the courtyard, casually took a piece of preserved fruit from Li Qingfeng, and then transformed into purple and white beams of light, vanishing instantly into the horizon.

"Why are you snatching snacks too!"

Li Qingfeng's face turned bitter; he rolled his eyes and watched the other depart.

He then turned around and stared silently at his master.

He saw Ye Wenxuan maintaining the posture of holding up the palace-guarding treasure; the warmth on her face slowly faded, turning into utter indifference.

"Um."

Li Qingfeng opened his mouth, wanting to explain something.

For instance, that he and his senior brother had never harbored thoughts of betraying their master; they had simply come out to handle a matter, and after finishing it, they were still pondering how to persuade Zhu Shixiong Nie to return.

But seeing that his master did not seem to care much about these things either.

Then forget it.

"This disciple takes his leave."

Li Qingfeng nodded and likewise turned to leave the Courtyard Jia.

Ye Wenxuan slowly retracted the treasure, and a trace of anger surged in her eyes.

For so many years, she had not felt such an emotion for a long time.

Even regarding Nie Jun's rebellion earlier, Ye Wenxuan could maintain her rationality, but now, she was truly somewhat angry.

All cultivators of the General Nanyang Sect are dead.

The elder from back then happened to return to the clan to select disciples, which led to a Dao token being left behind outside.

Generation after generation of people inherited it, sacrificing countless lives to guard the Dao token.

It was all to let General Nanyang see the light of day again.

She was merely an inconspicuous member of that group, surviving to this day only by good fortune, but the palace-guarding treasure in her hand was the near-total hope of those human cultivators who had managed to limp along in the past.

Yet, that young man held such contempt for this object, not even willing to glance at it again.

Simply arrogant!

As for what the other said about mayflies, in Ye Wenxuan's eyes, it was merely a sharp-tongued brat using her own words to block her own mouth.

What mayfly could cultivate to a realm known throughout the world without relying on Mount Wutong?

Outside Great Qian, two figures hid within the clouds.

The Divine Wind Demon Emperor looked down at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, his emotions wavering between shock and rage.

The situation had turned out completely contrary to his expectations.

According to his plan, by now the Thousand Demon Cave should have already destroyed the Nine Provinces, leaving only the Great Qian Imperial Capital, and then handed over the cultivator surnamed Shen to the Spirit Emperor for disposal.

But now, they had not even truly set foot in Great Qian!

"It is time to act."

The Divine Wind Demon Emperor let out a long breath.

Until this moment, having paid with so many demon lives, he still had not grasped Shen Yi's whereabouts.

Wait until all the demons are dead, then Nie Jun will withdraw his hand and act together with Shen Yi.

Even I would be in danger of losing my life by then.

"I am not going."

The Great Horned Demon Emperor flapped her wings twice; she now felt increasingly that something was wrong.

She even had the illusion that Shen Yi was right beside her, watching.

That feeling of being shrouded in crisis all over her body was simply chilling to the bone.

Her premonitions had never been wrong.

"You go try first; I will go report to the Spirit Emperor. With the Divine Wind Demon Emperor's strength, even if Shen Yi arrives in person, he may not be your match."

Having spoken, the Great Horned Demon Emperor turned and prepared to leave.

"You damn..." The Divine Wind Demon Emperor was suddenly flattered, yet felt no joy at all; he felt entirely as if he had been backed into a corner by that fox-like bastard.

Just then, he suddenly felt his neck tighten.

The Great Horned Demon Emperor was also grabbed by the shoulder and pulled back.

"Sss!"

The two demons, as if facing a great enemy, tensed their entire bodies and turned their heads in unison to look back.

Immediately, they saw that familiar, handsome face.

The golden flame at his brow was blinding.

In his pair of pitch-black eyes, surging flames emitted boundless malevolent qi.

The Divine Wind Demon Soul stared blankly as Shen Yi put his arm around his and the Great Horned Demon's shoulders; he had not sensed Shen Yi's presence at all from start to finish. What made his heart even more uneasy was... he actually felt unable to break free!

Around the two demons.

Shenxu Laozu and the Xuanming Spider Emperor were competing to claim credit: "My Lord, I found him; I know that scoundrel Great Horned best."

"He is completely unfamiliar with Great Qian; I chose this place. My Lord, see clearly!"

Two demon souls had been following behind them since two days ago.

(End of this chapter)