Yinshan Record

Chapter 887 Layers of Bait Don't Make Sense (Part 2)

Then what's the point of you even checking?

Wuyoutian kept those words to herself.

He is a senior figure, representing the Arctic Yuan Palace; there's no need for him to waste his energy on such trivial matters. In the grand scheme of things, the presence or absence of one more member of the Changsheng Sect makes no difference.

If Mai is willing to play these little tricks, then let him play them.

"You have truly done a great job, uncovering the conspiracy behind the Heavenly Cult."

Wuyoutian looked at the Demon Lord in hemp clothing on the other side.

"As a reward for meritorious service, shouldn't Jin Yunu also be given the position of head servant?"

"That won't be necessary."

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes shook his head.

“Yu Nu doesn’t seem to be Yang Sui. She only has hard work but no merit. From now on, Yang Sui will be the senior brother of our sect. I think he has improved very well within the sect.”

After saying this, the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked down at Lü Zheng.

"Your swordsmanship was also passed down to you through the Yang Marrow?"

The topic shifted too quickly, and Lü Zheng could feel that the bloody hell above seemed to have come alive, with countless fangs sprouting from its tentacles, ready to devour him completely.

At this critical moment, he could only manage to maintain his composure.

Whether it was the foundation he had built from practicing boxing with Elder Yang or the gains he had made from practicing swordsmanship these past few days, he managed to squeeze out a single word amidst the raging storm.

"Yes."

"To take the spirit of the sword to make up for my deficiencies is quite good."

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes shook his head and looked at Wuyoutian on the other side.

"Senior brother, the Myriad Spirits Sect has gone too far this time. I urge you to take action and teach them a lesson, otherwise the reputation of our Arctic Yuan Palace may be ruined in the Southern Wilderness..."

All the disciples of the Longevity Sect were present, and the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes made no attempt to conceal himself.

Joining the Northern Yuan Palace is never a shameful thing. This move was the right one. For generations to come, disciples will praise the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes for his foresight and for selling himself for a good price.

Moreover, this is the Southern Wilderness.

"Let's discuss it again, let's discuss it again."

Wuyoutian smiled warmly.

He didn't understand why Ma Yi had brought Jin Yunu back. Was it to guard against the Beiji Yuan Palace? To add another opponent to Yang Sui? Or to strengthen control over the sect?
None of this matters.

On the chessboard of the Beiji Yuan Palace, the Changsheng Sect is important, but not that important.

The Wanlingmen Sect and Wuyoutian could easily handle it.

Is this just necessary?

He is one of the three heavenly beings of the North Pole, the second-ranked demon of the Six Desires Heaven in the North Pole Yuan Palace, not a henchman that Ma Yi can order around.

"Disciples, I am already aware of Yang Sui's plans for our sect. No matter what your intentions are, I am here to support him. This is the future of our Longevity Sect. You should all behave yourselves. The past is gone forever."

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes spoke earnestly: "The world is about to change, and great chaos is imminent. All the major sects are preparing for transcendence. Once they leave, what will be left? Our Holy Sect's cultivation is one of advancing or retreating; there is never any retreat."

"You all should take care of yourselves."

The conference, or rather the oath-taking ceremony, organized by the Demon Lord of Hemp Robes had come to an end. He didn't even give any more instructions, leaving Jin Yunu behind before heading back to his bedchamber.

It seems that this conference was only to announce his return, to acknowledge Yang Sui, and to restore Jin Yunu's status as a disciple of the sect.

Of course, Wuyoutian followed.

Although we've known each other for many years, there are some things that don't need to be said in front of the disciples.

The Demon Lord's bedroom was still furnished as before, but it still felt desolate.

“I suddenly remembered that Mai, you have never been particular about things like clothing, food, housing and transportation.”

Wuyoutian stood in the center of the main hall, looking at the furnishings around him.

This place is indeed far inferior to the magnificent Beiji Yuan Palace.

"I desire nothing but immortality."

The Demon Lord in hemp robes held a bamboo scroll in his hands and slowly turned the pages. "Then you should go to the Xuanmen."

Wuyoutian paced slowly, each step precise, neither too much nor too little.

"The Primordial Holy Path has no boundaries, and even the Xuanmen (mysterious sect) is included within it."

Wuyoutian smiled upon hearing this.

Of the three schools of thought—the mystical, the Buddhist, and the demonic—who can't transcend them? They're still here, reaching far and wide.

"If you want to take over Juntian's position, then you should practice first. This is too stiff."

Is it stiff?

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked at Wuyoutian.

"Very stiff."

Wuyoutian looked at him, smiled, and shook his head.

"I thought you didn't trust Yang Sui, which is why I didn't interfere with his affairs."

“I really don’t trust him.”

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked at Wuyoutian and told him the truth.

"Then why did you still keep the Longevity Cult..."

"There is no one more suitable than him at the moment, and he has proven to be doing a good job."

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked at Wuyoutian and said something that Wuyoutian could not refute.

"Can the few Void Step cultivators sent by your Arctic Yuan Palace do a better job than him?"

Wuyoutian did not elaborate further.

Because what the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes said makes sense. Although Yang Sui has a lot of problems, if you look at it from a pragmatic perspective, there wouldn't be a more suitable candidate than Yang Sui.

Although he joined the sect late, he was still one of the "insiders" of the Longevity Cult, and his previous struggle with the Black Blood Cult had earned him the recognition of a considerable number of Longevity Cult members.

After the internal strife, Yang Sui repeatedly stood up for the Longevity Sect.

This time, they even went against the Wanling Sect for the sake of a few disciples.

There are immortal beings living over there.

How would the disciples of the Longevity Sect view Yang Marrow? Naturally, it would be seen as the central pillar of the sect.

Could someone else achieve the same effect of uniting everyone in the same boat and sharing a common hatred of the enemy?
As for the so-called reforms of Yang Sui within the church...

It's a trivial matter that's not worth mentioning at all.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked completely bewildered.

"The Dharma will annihilate the Demon Lord."

"Wuyoutian said coldly."

"The Longevity Cult is backed by the Demon Lord who can destroy all demons."

"Since I began my cultivation and attained enlightenment, I have tried to contact this Lord of the Extinction of Dharma countless times by following the ritual, but I have only succeeded nine times in total."

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked at Wuyoutian and said calmly.

“Brother, you might as well take a look at the entire Southern Wilderness. Some demon lords issue edicts more than ten times a year. Since I am going to make my way in the Southern Wilderness, I must also adapt to its ecology. Isn’t it good to have a lord who is practically non-existent in daily life? It’s unreasonable to be dissatisfied with this.”

Wuyoutian remained silent, for the words of the Ma Yi Demon Lord had indeed touched upon an angle he had not considered before.

No wonder my senior brother asked me to go south to preside over the event. It seems that I've been in the Arctic for too long and my thinking has become a bit rigid.

Wuyoutian pondered the good intentions behind his senior brother's sending him to the Southern Wilderness, and was more suited to understand the flaws in his own mindset.

He thought to himself: Could it be that my calamity is about to strike? It seems I need to hurry up and deal with that Bai Ze.

(End of this chapter)