364: Chapter 364 Having accomplished his task, he departed without a trace.

Su Changge passed through the kneeling crowd without looking at anyone.

His pace was unhurried, each footfall landing with the same rhythm, as if measuring every inch of this ruined land.

Ye Qingyao followed behind him.

Xiao Huang remained kneeling where he was, watching Su Changge's receding back, his mouth opening slightly.

"Dao Revered Master, please wait."

Su Changge's steps did not pause.

Xiao Huang grew anxious, shuffling forward on his knees.

"Dao Revered Master, the ten thousand plus Disciples of the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall, and the Sect Heads of the major Sects within the Chixiao Dao Domain, all wish to personally express their gratitude to you."

"The matter of the Seal at the Divine Flame Mountain also requires your guidance, Dao Revered Master."

"I beg you to stay at the Sacred Hall for at least three more days, allowing Xiao Huang to fulfill his duties as host."

Su Changge stopped.

But he did not turn around.

[Stay for three days?]

[Do you think I won't get exposed fast enough?]

[Staying one day is gambling with my life. Staying three? Within three days, some sharp-witted Cultivator is bound to notice something off about my special effects.]

[Can't stay. Must leave. Leave now. Immediately.]

Su Changge turned half his body.

He only turned halfway, his gaze looking over his shoulder at Xiao Huang.

"Handle the Seal matter yourself."

Xiao Huang's expression changed.

"Dao Revered Master, the Seal on the Demon Lord's left arm requires a mighty one of your caliber..."

"Are you saying that you, Xiao Huang, cannot even guard a single Seal?"

Su Changge's tone was light, yet each word pressed down on Xiao Huang, making it hard to breathe.

Beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Huang's forehead.

"This old man... this old man does not mean that."

"Then guard it."

Su Changge withdrew his gaze.

"This seat has done what needed to be done."

He continued walking forward.

Xiao Huang still wanted to say something, but as Ye Qingyao passed by him, she said softly,

"Since Revered Master said for you to handle it yourself, then handle it yourself."

"The matter of the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly ends here. You just need to clean up the aftermath."

"As for the Seal..."

Ye Qingyao's voice dropped even lower.

"Hall Master Xiao, do you think Revered Master's earlier palm strike merely suppressed four demonic Dragons?"

Xiao Huang was taken aback.

"The Dao Rhyme from Revered Master's palm has already permeated thirty thousand zhang deep beneath the Divine Flame Mountain."

"The Seal on the Demon Lord's left arm was casually reinforced by Revered Master."

"It will not pose a problem for at least a century."

Xiao Huang's eyes widened instantly.

"Dao Revered Master... he even resolved that as well?"

Ye Qingyao did not answer, quickening her pace to catch up to Su Changge.

Xiao Huang knelt where he was, trembling all over.

Not a tremble of fear.

A tremble of excitement.

He turned his head to look at the Purple Mansion Saint Master beside him.

The Purple Mansion Saint Master's expression was equally awestruck.

"This Dao Revered Master is truly the foremost figure of all ages."

Xiao Huang nodded heavily, a surge of warmth rising in his chest, his eyes even reddening.

"A century-long Seal, dealt with so casually. He didn't even mention it."

"As if... it was not even worth mentioning."

Xiao Huang took a deep breath and bowed deeply towards the direction where Su Changge had disappeared.

On the mountain path, Su Changge and Ye Qingyao walked side by side.

After they were out of everyone's sight, Su Changge glanced sideways at Ye Qingyao.

"What did you say to Xiao Huang?"

"This Disciple told him that Revered Master had already casually reinforced the Demon Lord's Seal."

Su Changge's step almost faltered.

[Reinforced what?]

[I never even touched that Seal!]

[Your ability to imagine things, Ye Qingyao, is getting more and more outrageous.]

But Su Changge's expression remained unchanged.

"Mm."

He uttered only that single word.

Ye Qingyao observed her Revered Master's profile, confirming he did not deny it, and became even more certain of her judgment.

The Dao Rhyme from Revered Master's earlier palm strike was indeed immensely vast. With Revered Master's cultivation level, casually reinforcing a Seal deep underground would be as easy as breathing.

He didn't mention it because such a thing was simply not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Just as one wouldn't specifically announce they are breathing.

The two continued walking along the mountain path.

Zhao Tian rushed out from another fork in the path, still holding several empty water skins in his arms.

"Junior Martial Uncle, all the water has been delivered. The injured were deeply moved, all asking if the water was a spiritual spring bestowed by the Dao Revered Master."

Su Changge glanced at him.

"That was just mountain spring water."

"I know it's mountain spring water, but they insisted that after drinking it, they felt refreshed all over, and their Spiritual Qi became more active."

Zhao Tian scratched his head.

"Could it be that when Junior Martial Uncle sat by the spring, your Dao Rhyme seeped into the water?"

Su Changge did not respond to this.

[What Dao Rhyme could my Qi Refining First Layer possibly seep into the water? It's just ordinary mountain spring water. Their feeling of refreshment is purely the psychological effect of surviving a calamity.]

Seeing Su Changge silent, Zhao Tian automatically interpreted the silence as tacit agreement. He chuckled twice and tucked the empty water skins into his robe.

"Junior Martial Uncle, where are we going next?"

Su Changge looked up at the sky.

Evening had arrived.

The setting sun dyed half the sky a deep red. The silhouette of the distant Divine Flame Mountain appeared especially heavy in the twilight.

"Leave the Chixiao Dao Domain."

Su Changge's tone was as flat as if commenting on the pleasant weather.

Zhao Tian opened his mouth.

"Leave now?"

"Leave now."

Ye Qingyao nodded once, offering no objection.

Zhao Tian hesitated.

"Junior Martial Uncle, the Sect Heads of those Sects seemed to want to invite you to a banquet. When I was delivering water, I heard several people discussing, saying they wanted to prepare ninety-nine tables for a gratitude feast."

"Not going."

Two words, crisp and decisive.

Zhao Tian rubbed his nose.

"Alright, if Junior Martial Uncle says we're not going, then we're not going."

The three did not take the main road.

Su Changge chose a secluded mountain trail, avoiding all directions where they might encounter people.

Ye Qingyao scouted the path ahead, Zhao Tian brought up the rear, and Su Changge walked in the middle.

After walking for about half an hour, the three arrived at a cliffside on the outskirts of the Divine Flame Mountain.

Below the cliff lay a dense primeval forest. Beyond the forest was the wilderness leading out of the Chixiao Dao Domain.

Su Changge stood at the cliff's edge, the wind stirring his white robes.

His complexion was indeed a bit paler than before.

It wasn't an act.

It was genuinely pale.

Releasing several active special effects in succession, while not consuming Spiritual Qi, took a real toll on his Mental Energy.

He was a Cultivator at the Qi Refining First Layer, with inherently weak Mental Energy. After releasing Advanced special effects repeatedly throughout the day, his mind was close to exploding.

Ye Qingyao walked to his side, a trace of restrained concern in her tone.

"Revered Master, your complexion does not look well."

Su Changge gave a soft 'mm'.

"Some consumption."

Ye Qingyao's brow furrowed slightly.

"The earlier palm strike and the Law chains consumed more of Revered Master's energy than this Disciple anticipated."

Su Changge did not deny it.

Because he truly was exhausted.

Although the reason for his exhaustion was completely different from what Ye Qingyao imagined.

"This Disciple will stand guard for you, Revered Master. Please regulate your breathing first."

Ye Qingyao set up a simple concealment array at the cliff's edge, masking the auras of the three.

Su Changge sat down cross-legged on a rock and closed his eyes.

Zhao Tian, understanding the situation, walked away to a distance of ten zhang, turning his back to the two, pretending to admire the scenery.

The wind whistled at the cliff's edge.

Ye Qingyao stood beside Su Changge, her hand resting on her sword hilt, gazing ahead.

The twilight deepened. The first star appeared at the edge of the sky.

From the direction of the distant Divine Flame Mountain, faint sounds of commotion could be heard.

That was the Cultivators of the Chixiao Dao Domain discussing everything that had happened today, after the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly concluded.

Su Changge could not hear those sounds.

He sat quietly in the wind at the cliff's edge, his mind finally able to think of nothing.

At least for this moment, there were no demonic Dragons, no Demon Lord, no one needing to be deceived.

Only the sound of the wind and the starlight.

Ye Qingyao glanced down at her Revered Master's closed eyes and gradually steadying breath, silently taking half a step back to give him more space.

Her gaze turned towards the distance, towards the vast night sky of the Chixiao Dao Domain.

She knew, from this day forward, what kind of waves her Revered Master's name would stir across this world.