Chapter 447: Chapter 432 Ready for Dinner Chapter 447: Chapter 432 Ready for Dinner “Then outside, let’s just call each other old friends,” said Shen Yi, inviting me to sit inside while he took care of the treasure ship. ”
Shen Yi gave face, and Liu Qianyun naturally would not neglect him, she politely stood at the bow, and began to introduce Hongze to Shen Yi.
Wang Yang had hidden dragons, leading the aquatic race, controlling the waters and lands of Hongze.
But this place still belonged to the jurisdiction of the Celestial Court.
Thus, when the immortals from the Celestial Court descended, bringing edicts to preside over Hongze, the immortals had no interest in the mortal world, so this place maintained its original state, holding the aquatic race in reverence.
The Nan Hong Seven Sons were considered great powers in their own right, with the protection of seven Union Dao Earth Immortals passed down through generations, almost never broken, transcending the mundane.
Liu Qianyun was an executive of the Pure Moon Sect.
In her words, the Nan Hong Seven Sons naturally held high status and wielded power over a region.
Shen Yi and Li Qingfeng listened quietly, occasionally exchanging glances.
Neither were novices.
They could easily strip away the exaggeration in Liu Qianyun’s words.
No matter how embellished the stories were, it couldn’t change the fact that demons were revered here, saying they transcended the mundane yet confined to the Nan Hong region was not quite right; it was more appropriate to say they were more than capable of self-preservation but lacked in expansion.
But Shen Yi didn’t show any hint of contempt.
You see, Liu Qianyun mentioned the Celestial Court again, and she also mentioned immortals.
She was not a commoner, but a formidable cultivator at the third layer of the Return to Void Realm.
The “immortals” referred to by her were probably genuine.
To be able to protect oneself adequately in a place overseen by an immortal was already an extraordinary feat.
Shen Yi withdrew his gaze and looked down at the treasure ship.
Under the enhancement of the Golden Eagle Divine Ability, he finally saw the land below the mist, covered with mixed waters, lush with vegetation, yet scarcely any sign of human habitation could be seen.
Most likely, the majority lived within Union Dao paradises like the Pure Moon Sect.
Even the creatures wandering outside hardly formed any substantial powers.
If there were such existences, like the state of Great Qian, able to live openly without harm, their backing likely had to be a level higher than that of the Nan Hong Seven Sons.
“The birthday banquet we are attending today is hosted by a well-known loose cultivator nearby, known as the Lingyun Hermit.”
“His cultivation is similar to mine, and he sends us invitations nearly every time he celebrates his birthday, but no one has ever paid him any attention.”
Liu Qianyun covered her mouth and chuckled, “This time I just happened to be free, so I decided to take Shen… friend Shen along to have a look.”
In truth, her reason for inviting Shen Yi was also to display the strength of the Nan Hong Seven Sons to him; otherwise, considering Elder Yang’s performance yesterday, these people might underestimate them.
Li Qingfeng sat in the corner of the treasure ship like a little quail, not daring to join such a conversation.
Even if he was outgoing, he wouldn’t dare to express his opinion casually.
Similar in cultivation… that would be the third layer of Return to Void.
Within the Nanyang Sect, such an old dog of that cultivation level has been bullying the human race for nearly a hundred thousand years.
But in Liu Qianyun’s words, Lingyun Hermit seemed to be a pathetic loose cultivator who licked faces trying to climb higher but was directly ignored.
Shen Yi quietly digested this information.
The aquatic race is revered… No matter how nicely it’s put, aren’t they still demons? It means that as long as his own strength increases, he will never lack food.
But still, he had to keep a low profile; getting rich quietly was the way to go.
He stared at the lands below, silently committing the route to memory so he could find his way back to the Nanyang Sect after a successful hunt in the future.
He had to admit, Nan Hong was even larger than Shen Yi had imagined.
Riding the treasure ship, the trip from Nanyang Sect to Pure Moon Sect only took the duration of one incense stick, which required the capability of the Return to Void Realm to traverse; yet now, after two hours had passed, they still hadn’t reached their destination.
Such a distant place, yet it’s called “nearby.”
Just at that moment, Liu Qianyun suddenly interrupted Shen Yi’s thoughts, smilingly pointing to a blue lake below: “Friend Shen, look there, that place is called Purple Orchid Lake, the bathing place of the Purple Orchid Fairy.”
“Next time, on the right day, I’ll invite you to watch the Purple Orchid Fairy bathe, a spectacle that is truly a rare sight.”
Suddenly remembering that Shen Yi was from the Nanyang Sect, Liu Qianyun quickly added, “The Purple Orchid Fairy is not from the human race but the aquatic race of Hongze; she has fully matured and her cultivation can now be compared to that of a White Jade Capital cultivator.”
Shen Yi was indeed quite interested, for if he could witness it himself, perhaps he could deepen his understanding of jumping through the dragon’s gate.
As they were speaking, the treasure ship suddenly descended towards the land below.
“Friend Shen, we’ve arrived at Lingyun Cave.”
Liu Qianyun straightened her clothes, nodded to Shen Yi, and then adopted an indifferent demeanor.
She stepped off the ship leisurely, took out a gilt invitation from her sleeve, and tossed it toward the figure at the entrance of the cave: “My friend and I have come to visit.”
Li Qingfeng witnessed it all, feeling that if not for the two of them, she probably wouldn’t have bothered to speak even those few words.
But what stunned him more was the figure at the entrance, which turned out to be a deer demon over three meters tall, dressed in a Daoist robe, and with an aura not weaker than his own: “We are… here to celebrate a demon’s birthday?!”
Shen Yi also fell silent for a moment but didn’t say much.
Although he excelled at slaying demons, he wasn’t rash; perhaps here, outside the Nanyang Sect, the way humans and demons coexisted was different.
He would observe a bit longer.
At that moment, the deer demon awkwardly bent over to pick up the invitation, and upon hearing Li Qingfeng’s muttered words, its eyes narrowed slightly, desperately trying to hide the malice within, yet its face still lit up with joy.