Destiny, also known as good fate.
In this world, there are all sorts of mystical objects that others can see and touch, yet ultimately fail to utilize for themselves; they all await a person of destiny.
It might sound a bit strange.
Yan Chongzhang suddenly felt that the Nameless Mountain, which he had accompanied for tens of thousands of years, seemed to have finally found its person of destiny.
He found this complex emotion difficult to articulate.
He even believed that the Nameless Mountain might have revealed to Shen Yi some things it had never shown to him before, possibly even those directly leading to perfection... otherwise, the current situation would be hard to explain.
After all, a mere few days’ time was not even sufficient to finish reading the entire Shen Yue Art.
At this thought, Yan Chongzhang suddenly sighed.
The Nameless Mountain was the foundation upon which the Ban Shan Sect was established, but now this "foundation" seemed to have followed someone else.
This should have been a matter for resentment.
But considering Shen Yi’s final grip on Pan Boyang’s neck, with that seemingly inadvertent and indifferent demeanor, he had diverted all the anger and attention away from the Ban Shan Sect and the Seven Sons of South Hong onto himself.
Yan Chongzhang clenched his fist, raised his gaze, and finally cast his eyes toward that tall figure.
His gaze was filled with many things.
The most important of which was the desire to maintain this relationship.
At the very least... the other party could still come to visit Guan Mountain!
All those present were cultivators who had ascended to White Jade Capital, and none missed the significance behind Yan Daozi’s subtle actions.
Under the intimidation of the Infinite Demon Emperor Sect, even glancing at Shen Yi one more time was extremely perilous.
Not only had he looked, but he was also waiting for a response from the other party.
Bai Wu opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say something. Was the Ban Shan Sect being too presumptuous? They were not yet dead, so to do such a thing in their presence?
However, neither Wei Yuanzhou nor Su Hongxiu spoke, so he could only grudgingly purse his lips.
After slaying the remaining Ghost Pythons.
Shen Yi’s regret finally lessened as his figure swept past the vast ocean, collecting all the corpses of the Ghost Pythons into the finger ring.
Not until he had done all this,
did he imperceptibly nod his head.
Straightaway, his form turned into a purple and white rainbow, vanishing into the far horizon.
Yan Chongzhang inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.
He had never thought that after taking such a huge risk to offer his sect’s treasure mountain for others to visit, he would first need the other’s approval.
Such an absurd situation had unexpectedly made him feel a bit nervous,
almost as if he feared Shen Yi would refuse.
He showed a rueful smile and loosened his clenched fingers.
This was still the biggest decision Yan Chongzhang had made since becoming a Daozi, and it might even affect the survival of the entire sect.
"What are you doing?" Yang Yunheng’s face turned slightly pale, completely bewildered if his Sect Master had lost his sanity. He rarely questioned the other’s decisions, not just because of the revered status, but also because of Yan Chongzhang’s steady and reliable conduct since becoming Daozi. But this time, he really couldn’t understand, causing him to overlook the overstep and speak with a bit of anger.
"I must report this matter to the Sect Master... don’t blame me for this."
Hearing the Great Elder’s words, the other Elders and direct disciples all exchanged glances, standing in their places.
It wasn’t only the people from the Ban Shan Sect.
Even the three Daozis from South Hong in the sky noticed the change in atmosphere.
Wei Yuanzhou raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, and was about to take his leave with a bow: "Since the matter is settled, we will... "
Just then, Yan Chongzhang raised his eyes again and returned the gesture with a bow: "Thank you for your assistance, Chongzhang will not let you down, and will certainly visit South Hong."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuanzhou’s expression finally showed a trace of relief: "Thank you!"
He had never expected that asking for help would be so difficult, to the point that even the Ban Shan Sect, with whom they had some connection, only agreed because of Sect Master Shen’s influence.
Had it not been for Shen Yi’s presence, they would have returned empty-handed today just with the Glazed Green Phoenix’s plea, not only losing face but also being underestimated by the Ban Shan Sect, which would not have taken the initial promises seriously.
Now, it was uncertain whether Yan Daozi would still have any authority upon returning to the Ban Shan Sect.
The matter was finally resolved.
Bai Wu’s mind also eased somewhat, and he turned to look at Su Hongxiu again: "What are the chances?"
The Glazed Green Phoenix was dead, and the Great Cultivator from the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect had lost face, possibly even damaging his boundary. The question naturally referred to Sect Master Shen, who had left so nonchalantly.
Normally, Su Hongxiu would either ignore him or blurt out an answer.
But now, this exquisitely beautiful girl in red pondered for a while, a complicated smile on her face: "If a few more years pass, there might be a chance to fight, and if I’m lucky enough to unlock the fourth layer, I could win."
The former referred to the Reincarnation Sword Body.
When it was at its youngest, it was the truly terrifying state for Su Hongxiu, at least fifty percent stronger than she was now.
But she said... there was only a chance of a fight.
Given Su Daozi’s character, humility had nothing to do with her, showing that this was her most genuine inner thought.
Bai Wu raised an eyebrow, sighing with a laugh: "At least there’s a chance."
Unexpectedly, Su Hongxiu gave him a cold look and said sharply: "Idiot."
Upon hearing this, Bai Wu choked. He was clearly consoling her, only to be scolded in return, feeling somewhat aggrieved. Before he could speak again, he heard Su Hongxiu make another rare gesture.