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Feelings are a mysterious thing.

Although Yun Roumu is a Saintess of the Qingyun Sect,

and also an exceedingly rare half-demon,

with an unmatched beauty,

Ye Yu, up to this point, simply feels nothing for her.

So, he absolutely cannot let Hong Luan play matchmaker.

Otherwise, things will get troublesome.

It seems that after this gathering,

he’ll need to have a little talk with Hong Luan.

Otherwise, if she really proposes marriage, then what should he do?

At that moment,

the other leaders of the sacred lands also spoke up.

The sect leader of Tianshu Mountain, Tang Shaojin, said coldly, “This should have been done long ago. Simply reinforcing the seal is merely a temporary solution, not a permanent fix.

The only true solution is to kill him directly, once and for all.”

The sect leader of Xiaoyao Palace, Ning Ruyu, raised an eyebrow.

“Easier said than done. Lin Fengyuan, even thirty thousand years ago, was hailed as the most gifted of all. His magical prowess was unmatched!

After all these years, even though he’s been suppressed, he could very well be a master in the Ascension Realm by now!

Can anyone here, after breaking the seal, be absolutely confident in taking him down?”

The leader of Feiyun Pavilion, Cheng Yalu—a striking woman who appeared delicate but spoke with an unwavering tone—replied firmly:

“If Sect Leader Ning puts it like that, are we just going to sit here and do nothing?

Don’t be naïve!

If the demon Lin Fengyuan isn’t eliminated, he’ll always be a threat!

Reinforcing the seal is merely wasted effort. What we should be thinking about now is how to eliminate him, not cowering in fear!”

Her words were strong and resolute.

Ye Yu couldn’t help but glance at her a couple of times.

And he noticed something rather interesting.

Sect Leader Luo Ze of the Qingyun Sect was also looking at Cheng Yalu, with a focused gaze, and a slight smile tugging at his lips.

His eyes were filled with a tender affection.

Hmm, did he have to make his infatuation so obvious?

Then, Sect Leader Gao Zanze of Crying Spirit Valley slowly rose and spoke up:

“Everyone, why not hear me out?

Perhaps my suggestion might be the most secure option.”

Luo Ze raised an eyebrow.

He immediately said, “Please, Sect Leader Gao, go ahead.”

Sect Leader Cheng Yalu of Feiyun Pavilion and Sect Leader Ning Ruyu of Xiaoyao Palace also turned their gaze to Gao Zanze.

They all knew well.

Crying Spirit Valley was the best at divination.

Luo Ze had warned them in advance about Lin Fengyuan’s imminent escape.

Now, seeing the confidence in Gao Zanze’s demeanor,

they assumed he had already divined the situation and obtained a favorable outcome.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t appear so calm and collected!

Meanwhile, Yun Roumu informed Ye Yu of the background of Crying Spirit Valley.

Divination?

Ye Yu couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

That sounded rather grandiose.

But divination was merely a simulation, and there could be unexpected variables.

So the success rate might not be all that high.

However, with that old guy’s confident expression, it was indeed quite impressive!

Under Ye Yu’s watchful gaze,

Gao Zanze slowly stepped to the center of the hall and began to explain his well-prepared plan!

Lin Fengyuan, a demon feared by the righteous sects thirty thousand years ago, must have possessed unique talents.

If he were to break free from the seal and escape from Demon Suppression Mountain,

engaging him in battle would likely result in heavy casualties.

Rather than waiting for that,

it would be wiser to employ a different method to eliminate him.

Currently, while the power of the seal is gradually weakening,

it still suppresses much of Lin Fengyuan’s strength.

Why not send people directly to infiltrate Demon Suppression Mountain and use a powerful talisman to completely destroy him?

This is the safest and most effective approach.

Gao Zanze concluded, “According to my divination, there’s a seventy percent chance of success with this plan.

But it depends on Sect Leader Luo of Qingyun Sect being willing to part with the Heavenly Thunder Annihilation Talisman!”

The Heavenly Thunder Annihilation Talisman

was the only Heaven-ranked talisman left in Qingyun Sect.

Its power was boundless and immensely precious.

Luo Ze felt a pang of reluctance,

but given the situation, he couldn’t refuse.

“Of course, I’m willing. If it means eradicating this demon Lin Fengyuan, it’s worth any cost.”

Sect Leader Gao Zanze of Crying Spirit Valley cupped his hands respectfully. “Generous indeed!

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Then let’s not delay—this afternoon, let the saint sons and saint daughters of each sect enter Demon Suppression Mountain and prepare to eliminate the demon!”

Upon hearing this,

Ye Yu suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

So he asked Yun Roumu why the saint sons and saint daughters were being mentioned in this matter.

Shouldn’t the sect leaders be handling this?

Yun Roumu blushed slightly,

and, through sound transmission, explained, “The power of the seal on Demon Suppression Mountain automatically blocks anyone over three hundred years of age.

Only those under three hundred can enter!

For this reason, all saint sons and saint daughters of the Five Great Sacred Lands are under three hundred years old, so they can enter Demon Suppression Mountain to reinforce the seal whenever needed.

And now, to eliminate the demon,

we have to go in. Those over the age limit cannot even get close to Demon Suppression Mountain!”

Ye Yu’s brow furrowed deeply.

Suddenly, he grasped the core of the issue.

“Hold on a minute—you said we? Do you mean yourself alone?

As far as I know, Qingyun Sect doesn’t have a saint son!”

“There wasn’t one until today. This morning, one was appointed.

It was your Master Hong Luan who strongly recommended you as the Saint Son of Qingyun Sect,

and her recommendation was approved.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t even be standing here!”

Yun Roumu fiddled with her sleeves, her face glowing with a barely concealed smile.

Saint son and saint daughter—aren’t they naturally a pair?

Ye Yu truly seemed to be growing more and more aligned with her.

Yun Roumu felt her heart warm, deciding that once the demon was vanquished, she would ask to become Ye Yu’s Dao companion,

so they could be the most envied pair within Qingyun Sect!

Meanwhile, Ye Yu felt a thousand wild horses stampeding through his mind.

This troublesome master of his—why on earth would she push him into the position of saint son?

Does she really have nothing better to do?

He was already in the Tribulation stage.

Who knows, maybe soon he’d be able to ascend to immortality.

Was she actually afraid he’d live too long?

Ye Yu looked toward Hong Luan, preparing to unleash a cry from the depths of his soul.

But she beat him to it.

“This is an opportunity for you—don’t waste it. Cheers!”

Hong Luan took up her wine jug and gulped down several mouthfuls.

Ye Yu’s expression shifted again.

An opportunity?

Despite her usual unreliability, his Master had never mentioned an “opportunity” before.

She likely wasn’t speaking aimlessly.

After much contemplation,

Ye Yu decided to comply with her arrangement.

That afternoon,

Luo Ze solemnly entrusted a talisman to Ye Yu,

explaining its immense power and rarity,

and asking Ye Yu to safeguard it carefully.

And if possible, to protect Yun Roumu and keep her from danger.

Ye Yu nodded in agreement.

Then,

with Luo Ze leading the way,

Ye Yu, Yun Roumu, and members of the other four sacred lands set off for Demon Suppression Mountain, located a hundred miles away.

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