The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Regardless of whether it was for the child in the womb or Lu, he was very worried.

However, before he could take action, an unexpected visitor appeared outside the Shen Family.

"Nephew comes uninvited, please forgive me, Uncle Shen!"

A man carrying a black long blade stood outside the Shen Family gate, and upon seeing the family elder Shen Tianhong appear, Yama immediately greeted him respectfully.

Although Shen Tianhong was extremely reluctant, he still welcomed him warmly: "Ah, it is you, Nephew Yama. Regarding Yan Sen’s matter, we express our deepest apologies, but it indeed has nothing to do with our Shen Family."

"Uncle misunderstood," Yama quickly waved his hand to explain, with an earnest smile on his face, "The matter with Yan Sen has already been concluded by our Yan Family."

As he spoke, he covered his chest and coughed lightly twice: "This time when I was in the Desolate Forbidden searching for the Three-Flower Corpse, I was injured and accidentally wandered into the third tail area as I came out."

As he said this, his face suddenly turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Our eight families have always supported each other, so I wish to borrow your esteemed residence to heal for a while, if I may ask for this favor?"

Shen Tianhong looked at the clumsily acting junior before him, the corner of his eye imperceptibly twitching.

The espionage among the Eight Great Families had long been an open secret, with intricate networks of spies woven among each family.

Although he anticipated that news of the new Array Master would not be hidden from other families, he did not expect the Yan Family to be this well-informed.

"Uncle?" Yama, seeing him silent, deliberately coughed again to remind him.

Shen Tianhong snapped back to his senses, immediately putting on a kind, elder-like smile: "We are all family, you are naturally welcome, please come in!"

With a wave of his great sleeve, the restriction on the mansion’s gate opened in response, and he made a gesture inviting him in.

"By the way, I heard that a new Array Master has arrived at your esteemed residence. I wonder if Nephew could have the honor to meet them?" Yama got straight to the point just as he entered the door.

Shen Tianhong looked at his unabashed gaze and sighed inwardly, truly not even wanting to pretend.

Yet he understood; I know why you’re here, and you know I know why you’re here.

Since both sides are tacitly aware, it saves the trouble of perfunctory pretenses.

"That might not be possible," Shen Tianhong was prepared, "The master was repairing numerous Clan Protection Arrays for our Shen Family yesterday, which consumed too much energy, and they have been in seclusion to recuperate. To be honest, even I dare not disturb them now."

Yama showed regret, but immediately said: "No problem. Uncle, you also know, my cousin Yan Sen was once a fourth-level Array Master in his life."

A hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, "It’s a pity that heaven envies the talented, it’s unclear which damn person secretly harmed him, to this day we haven’t found the murderer."

As he spoke, he turned his palm and a Jade Scroll emitting a purple shimmer appeared out of thin air.

"I happened to acquire a method to refine the Four-Color Restriction, and wish to take this opportunity to present it to the master, as a kind of commemoration to my cousin."

"Otherwise, leaving it in the hands of an amateur like me would be a waste of a treasured resource."

As Shen Tianhong looked at the Jade Scroll and was about to refuse again, Yama spoke first: "Uncle rest assured, Yama truly has no other intention this time, only wishes to express Heart Intent."

An enigmatic smile curled on his lips, "Besides, didn’t you say the master worked hard all day yesterday and is now resting?"

"If I disturb them now, they might think I’m inconsiderate and develop an aversion, isn’t that right?"

Shen Tianhong looked at his pretentious sincere manner and couldn’t help but laugh: "Since Nephew Yama is so determined to meet the master, Uncle is happy to oblige, so let’s go!"

"Thank you, Uncle!" A sharp light flashed in Yama’s eyes, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

As the two took just two steps, the guard commander Ni Rui rushed in at the door, kneeling on one knee to salute: "Family Head, Zhao Muye of the Zhao Family and Miss Yu Yan of the Yu Race request to see you."

Upon hearing this, Yama’s narrow eyes immediately squinted into slits.

Shen Tianhong, however, slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "It seems my Shen Mansion is quite lively today. Nephew Yama, would you mind waiting here for a moment?"

Yama adjusted his attire with a smile: "I am somewhat acquainted with the Zhao Family fellow, so why not accompany Uncle?"

Shen Tianhong nodded slightly, not refusing.

The two walked out side by side.

Passing through the ripples of the array, three figures came into view below the Cyan Jade steps outside the Shen Family’s main gate.

Most prominent were two burly men nearly two meters tall.

They wore only simple thin clothing, with muscles knotted like cast bronze, gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

They were Zhao Muye and his demonic emperor steed Old Bai.

Next to the two tower-like men stood a woman of a completely different temperament.

She stood quietly beneath the Cyan Jade steps, her moon-white dress gently swaying in the breeze.

Her figure was slender yet not fragile, instead exuding a restrained resilience.

Especially with her long black hair loosely tied up with a cyan jade hairpin, a few strands falling beside her ears, adding a touch of gentleness.

It was Yu Yan, the prodigy of the Yu Race, one of the Four Ancient Races.

Upon seeing someone emerge, Zhao Muye was about to clasp his fists in greeting, but when he saw Yama’s face, his eyes widened in anger.

"Yama, what the hell are you doing here?" he roared, a pitch-black giant axe appearing out of thin air in his hand.

The axe blade sparkled with cold light, exuding a fierce murderous aura.

Seeing this, Yu Yan quickly tugged on her cousin’s sleeve.

Only then did Zhao Muye grudgingly retract the giant axe but continued to glare venomously at Yama.

Yama crossed his arms with a playful look: "Then do it, why retract it? Such a coward!"

He intentionally dragged out his words, eyes full of provocation.

"You..." Zhao Muye was trembling with rage, veins bulging beneath his bronze skin.