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第一千九百六十七章 要面子的煞阳真人

And though they had been part of the sect for centuries, the faces of these few young cultivators were unfamiliar to Shi Yang's golden face. They hadn't expected to meet a True Monarch-level cultivator at this moment.

A mix of joy and unease washed over them as they dared not breathe.

Yao Chi Fairy arrived here, so Lin Xuan naturally didn't pay attention to the few junior cultivators.

After taking a good look at this woman, he found her impressionable enough. Thus, with a pleasant smile, he said, "I've come here to visit an old friend."

"Visit an old friend?"

"Yes, I have an old acquaintance in your sect, Shi Yang True Monarch. Today, I specially came to pay him a visit," Lin Xuan spoke calmly. The lie was flawless.

"Oh, that makes sense."

Yao Chi Fairy nodded, showing respect on the surface but secretly pondering. She was Shi Yang's direct disciple and one of his favorites; she had been his disciple for over a thousand years. Why hadn't her esteemed teacher ever mentioned such a friend?

Although vast, Donghai only had so many True Monarch-level experts, each renowned, yet this person seemed too unfamiliar…

In any case, the matter was full of mysteries, and she even suspected that Shi Yang might have some ulterior motives.

Not long after, just as they were about to wait for a while longer, suddenly, celestial music filled the air, and countless beams of light shot out from the front.

"What…?"

The low-ranking cultivators didn't need to be mentioned; even Yao Chi Fairy was stunned.

In the flickering light, figures could barely be seen. They were clearly all cultivators.

Leading them were dozens of female cultivators, divided into two lines on either side, each with twelve people, around seventeen or eighteen years old, their faces delicate and beautiful. Each held a lantern in hand as they walked gracefully from the sky, like celestial maidens descending to earth.

Behind them, phoenixes called out, and countless rare beasts sang and danced, their beauty dazzling. They were clearly trained by high-ranking cultivators.

More and more light appeared; Lin Xuan's divine sense swept over it, discovering that even the lowest-ranked among them were at the婴 stage, but they showed no ill intent, instead displaying great respect.

Most of Shi Yang Sect's high-ranking cultivators had gathered here.

Yao Chi Fairy was genuinely surprised. She covered her mouth in shock and looked at Lin Xuan differently.

Who could this be? Even if it was her esteemed teacher returning to the sect after his travels, he wouldn't need such a grand welcome.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. Although Shi Yang had been ensnared by soul-binding techniques, welcoming him with such fanfare didn't make sense. His actions suggested that he was trying to curry favor and was somewhat anxious.

It seemed that finding materials for him hadn't gone as smoothly as expected.

Lin Xuan sighed but didn't show any disappointment just yet. He simply floated in place nonchalantly.

Soon, the group of lantern-carrying maids arrived before him, bowing gracefully toward Lin Xuan. Following them was an old man in black robes who appeared energetic and sprightly—Shi Yang, the old demon.

His gaze swept over Lin Xuan, revealing shock on his face. He had just received a message from his disciple, Yao Chi, detailing everything with great care. She had even used powerful techniques to imprint Lin Xuan's appearance within it.

Seeing this, Shi Yang was shocked and dismayed after two centuries of freedom. This kid had finally come looking for him.

Especially when his disciple said that the other was a True Monarch-level cultivator.

He was half-believing, half-doubting. He had personally experienced Lin Xuan's power, which was indeed incredible, but to advance from the元 stage to True Monarch in just two centuries? That seemed too exaggerated.

Such speed defied natural laws, so he was uncertain.

Even if Lin Xuan hadn't advanced, his soul and essence were still in his hands. Killing him would be easy. At such a moment, face didn't matter; survival did. His task had been far from satisfactory—those rare materials were hard to find, and after two centuries of effort, he could only gather a little.

Would the other get angry?

He was afraid of Lin Xuan's wrath, which led him to put on this grand show.

As they say, one doesn't strike a smiling face. He hoped that Lin Xuan would be lenient for his efforts and give him more time.

The old demon had indeed gone through much trouble.

Seeing Lin Xuan now, he hesitated. The other had indeed advanced to True Monarch.

He could only envy the kid's cultivation methods.

In addition, he wanted to show respect but felt awkward in front of so many disciples. Although he had prepared himself, it was harder than expected when faced with reality.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan wasn't a harsh person and didn't want him to feel too uncomfortable. He simply bowed and said, "Brother Shi Yang, long time no see."

"Friend Daoist Lin, welcome! I've missed you so much," the old demon responded, bowing as well.

After some formalities, the old demon turned to his disciples and shouted, "What are you still standing there for? This is Brother Lin's esteemed friend. Quickly come over and pay your respects."

His shout was like a thunderclap in a clear sky, echoing loudly in their ears.

The cultivators exchanged glances; they had never seen the ancestor (master) treat anyone so respectfully. They quickly approached to greet him.

A white light appeared as a red-haired old man leaped out and stood before Lin Xuan at a distance of about ten feet. He knelt down, bowing deeply: "Junior Shen Wuxuan, the head of Shi Yang Sect, pays his respects to the senior."

"Head of Shi Yang Sect?"

Lin Xuan waved his hand lightly, saying, "Daoist friend, no need for such formalities." This was a late-stage Separation Realm cultivator. Although his strength wasn't impressive compared to Lin Xuan's current level, he was still the head of a sect, and such grandeur surprised Lin Xuan. He looked at the old demon, who seemed overly eager.

Though Lin Xuan had some dissatisfaction, he knew better than to show it.

The cultivators paid their respects one by one, each kneeling down respectfully and calling him senior. After several hours, they finally finished.

Lin Xuan was escorted toward the main hall.

Beautiful pavilions and palaces awaited them.

Although Shi Yang Sect was a demon sect, who said that a sect's headquarters had to be ominous? As they say, everyone has an appreciation for beauty. This grand hall was indeed magnificent.

After taking their seats, beautiful maids brought wine and fruit. Soon, delicious delicacies arrived, their aroma filling the entire hall.

"Dismiss them," the old demon waved his hand.

"Yes!"

The maids had been standing respectfully; they quickly bowed gracefully before retreating.

Soon, only the two of them remained in the hall. Moreover, within several miles, no other cultivator's presence could be detected. The old demon had already ordered that this place was off-limits without permission.

"Junior servant pays homage to Master and thanks you for giving me enough face in front of the juniors."

The old demon stood up and bowed toward Lin Xuan, truly showing gratitude.

"It's just a small matter; don't worry about it," Lin Xuan sighed. A True Monarch-level cultivator worrying over trivial matters was amusing. But people had their own goals, so he didn't blame him.

"Daoist Shi Yang, you haven't forgotten the instructions from my last visit? Have all the materials been gathered after two centuries?" Lin Xuan took a sip of spirit wine and picked up his chopsticks, satisfying his appetite with these delicious foods. They wouldn't go to waste.

"How…," Although he had expected this, the old demon still looked pained when Lin Xuan asked about it.

"Did you forget or didn't try hard enough?" "Of course not, Master misunderstood. Your instructions were impossible for me to ignore. These two centuries, I've been putting in all my effort, but these things are too difficult to find," the old demon said with a sigh.

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