Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant

Shen Xuan listened quietly, his expression unchanged.

Li Ruyi never mentioned the word "traitor".

The intelligence from the Myriad Flower Tower also had no such record.

But there was not much turmoil in his heart.

The "right and wrong" of the Cultivation Realm often depended on position and discourse power.

"I truly don’t know of your sect’s past events."

"However, what of it."

Shen Xuan calmly looked at Cui Jin True Master: "Fellow Daoist Li is an old acquaintance of mine. Since I promised to help her, I will see it through to the end."

He had a conjecture in his heart.

Li Ruyi’s "fall" might not only be due to Liu Qianshan’s personal grievance, but also likely related to her insistence on improving the pill formula, which touched certain interests.

In any era, trying to innovate and reform would harm the interests of the vested groups.

This matter is not urgent.

After leaving the Danxia Sect, he will naturally get to the bottom of it.

What is more urgent now is that bell.

The sound of the bell just now had a unique aura, not an ordinary sound attack.

If his guess was right, it was a kind of communication magical artifact, and by now, its sound might have spread outside the cave mansion.

"Fellow Daoist, you are gravely mistaken!"

Cui Jin True Master saw that persuasion was useless and his tone turned harsh: "This is the Danxia Sect, no outsider can be presumptuous! Though Fellow Daoist is an Ice Technique Golden Core, with profound Daoist techniques. But our Danxia Sect is one of the five major sects in Yan Country, and there are countless who can surpass you!"

"Moreover, with the help of the Sect Protection Array, capturing Fellow Daoist would be effortless!"

"If you relent now, it can still be remedied!"

Shen Xuan looked at him, then suddenly sighed and showed a hint of helplessness.

"Therefore, fellow Daoist Cui Jin, you might as well stay within the array, and I will release you after I finish my business, wouldn’t that be more convenient?"

"Why cause so much trouble!"

Shen Xuan’s gaze swept toward the entrance of the cave mansion, and his Divine Sense, like invisible water waves, silently spread out.

Cui Jin True Master sneered, showing no fear.

"Fellow Daoist underestimates our Danxia Sect too much."

He spoke unhurriedly: "Even if the sound of the bell does not get out, the Law Enforcement Hall has the means to monitor the activities here. Detecting anomalies is just a matter of time."

Shen Xuan nodded.

These two were specially assigned to guard Qianshan True Master and definitely had a special method of communication with the sect core, ensuring foolproof security.

This was not unexpected.

"Enough."

He said no more, and with a casual gesture, the nine suspended spirit banners instantly transformed into nine streams of dazzling blue light, flying back into his sleeve.

As soon as the trapping array was withdrawn, the Ice Soul Divine Sword appeared beside him, its blade crystal clear, exuding a chilling aura.

Shen Xuan pointed with two fingers, and the sword trembled slightly, shooting out two strands of ice-blue sword qi as thin as hair, which instantly penetrated the bodies of Cui Jin True Master and Bao Song True Master.

Both men’s bodies stiffened, as their meridians and qi seas were completely sealed by the icy sword qi, unable to muster even the slightest magical power.

Shen Xuan waved his sleeve, and the spiritual power surged out, lifting the two men’s bodies, then transformed into an escape light flying out of the cave mansion.

Outside the cave mansion, the sky was clear.

In the distant sky, several escape lights had already broken through, speeding towards them and arriving in the blink of an eye.

The brilliance receded, revealing three people.

In the center was a burly man with a dignified face, carrying a long sword in its scabbard, the hilt looking antique.

To his left was a young man in fine clothes, with striking eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a dashing demeanor.

On the right was a middle-aged female cultivator, still charming, her eyes flowing with authority.

The sleeves of their magic robes were all embroidered with the emblem of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Danxia Sect.

Their auras were robust; all were Golden Core True Masters.

The burly man had the highest cultivation, having reached the late stage of the Golden Core, clearly the leader.

The young man in fine clothes and the middle-aged female cultivator were both in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

This kind of formation would have turned the face of an ordinary Golden Core pale with fear.

Shen Xuan’s expression didn’t change, he still carried that faint smile.

He merely placed Cui Jin True Master and Bao Song True Master, who were sealed, next to him.

The burly man raised his hand, stopping his companions from moving.

His gaze was like lightning, scanning the two on the ground, then returning to Shen Xuan’s face.

He was the first to clasp his hands, speaking politely: "This fellow Daoist, may I know your name?"

Shen Xuan did not return the courtesy, and said calmly: "State your names first."

The man’s gaze slightly narrowed, and he said solemnly: "I am Ming Jing True Master from the Danxia Sect’s Law Enforcement Hall."

He gestured to his side: "These two are my deputies, Taihua True Master and Bibo Immortal."

He kept a close watch on Shen Xuan.

At this moment, Cui Jin True Master and Bao Song True Master were like hostages.

Though he had countless techniques, under such constraints, he found it hard to use them.

"Ming Jing True Master."

Shen Xuan’s gaze swept over the long sword behind the other.

This saber could not be contained within the Dantian, not because it was lacking in grade, but quite the opposite, it was the renowned "Profound Mirror Divine Saber" in Yan Country, and its owner, Ming Jing True Master, was a long-established expert in the Golden Core Realm.

"So it’s Fellow Daoist Ming Jing, I’ve long heard of your great name."

Shen Xuan nodded slightly, then openly stated: "I am True Master Profound Ice of the Cyan Cloud Sect in Song Country."

His voice was not loud, yet it was clear to the three opposite him.

Ming Jing True Master, Taihua True Master, and Bibo Immortal were all taken aback by his words.

They hadn’t expected the other to be so forthright in revealing his background, nor had they anticipated that he was from the Cyan Cloud Sect, one of the six major sects of Song Country.

Ming Jing True Master frowned slightly: "Yan and Song have been at peace for years, and Danxia Sect and Cyan Cloud Sect have no enmity, always harmonious. Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, why do you act so today?"

Shen Xuan’s expression remained calm, his gaze passing over them, looking at the distant layered mountains.

"This is a personal matter of mine, nothing to do with the sect."

He retracted his gaze and looked at Ming Jing True Master: "You need not overthink."

His tone was calm, but he emphasized the words "personal matter" clearly.

The meaning was very evident.

This is a personal grievance, there is no need to involve the sects.

The mountain wind swept over, carrying a few fallen leaves.