711: Chapter 712 Fang Hanyu's Illusion?

"Saint Su."

Xiao Ruobai composed himself, stepped forward, and solemnly cupped his hands to Su Hanzhou.

"Saint Su has saved us multiple times today, even going so far as to slay two Immortal Sovereigns to rescue us. Your great kindness cannot be repaid with mere words.

However, we are strangers to the Saint, and such profound grace truly makes us feel unworthy."

He paused, his gaze frank. "Moreover, to implicate the Saint and the Myriad Immortals Sect in facing the hostility of the Taixuan Immortal Palace on our behalf, makes us even more uneasy."

Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, Mo Yu, and Wang Xiaopang all nodded slightly, their expressions a mix of gratitude and a hint of wariness.

This quasi-Holy Son of the Myriad Immortals Sect, who moments ago was decisive and held the power of life and death in his words,

was now as gentle as a friend. The stark contrast made it impossible for them to discern his true depths.

Dong Li huddled on Wang Xiaopang's shoulder, his small head buried low, not even daring to breathe loudly.

It knew best how terrifying the Myriad Immortals Sect's foundation was. This master before them was a ruthless individual who dared to press even the Taixuan Immortal Palace Saint into the ground. It wouldn't dare show the slightest disrespect.

Seeing this, Su Hanzhou was not annoyed; instead, he laughed heartily and waved his hand.

"Unworthy? Implicate? Those words are too formal."

He took a light step forward, his tone sincere. "My Myriad Immortals Sect has always acted on a whim: if it pleases us, we help; if it displeases us, we kill. Why speak of such entanglements?"

"If the Taixuan Immortal Palace truly dares to come, I will kill one for every one that comes, and two for every two that come.

Even if their Immortal Venerable personally arrives, my Myriad Immortals Sect can handle it."

A casually spoken sentence, yet it exuded an overbearing confidence that could sweep away everything.

The six people, including Xiao Ruobai, were all shocked. Was this the confidence of a top-tier power? To not even regard a giant of the Immortal Realm like the Taixuan Immortal Palace?

Su Hanzhou saw their still tense expressions, his smile faded slightly, and his tone became a little more serious.

"I know your concerns. I won't hide it from you all, my protection of you was indeed not entirely on a whim."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Ruobai and the others' eyes narrowed slightly, instantly focusing their attention.

It's here!

They knew it; there was no such thing as a free lunch. The Myriad Immortals Sect's full assistance must have an underlying motive!

Su Hanzhou looked at their instantly wary expressions and couldn't help but chuckle, slowly speaking. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear to their ears.

"The six of you, at the Immortal Lord realm, have slain Immortal Kings and confronted Immortal Sovereigns. Your talents are enough to astonish the Immortal Realm."

"My intervention today can also be considered an investment in talent! To form a good connection with a few Prodigies, what do a few Immortal Sovereigns or Saints matter?"

These words were spoken with righteous grandeur and lofty pretense.

Xiao Ruobai and the others listened, their blood boiling, feeling a surge of heroic spirit.

"Form good connections? Invest in talent?"

After Su Hanzhou finished speaking, he calmly looked at Xiao Ruobai and the others, seemingly unconcerned, but in reality, the corner of his eye was tightly locked onto every subtle movement of their expressions.

He couldn't help but recall the scene before their departure: the Dao Venerable of Annihilation had imprinted the scene of Xiao Ruobai and the others fighting fiercely on Purple Miasma Mountain into his Sea of Consciousness and instructed:

"Hanzhou, these people are in danger. You must protect them and cut off any overly long, blind claws that reach out."

Su Hanzhou immediately bowed: "Hanzhou obeys. But how should I interact with them? Do I need to state that I am acting on the Dao Venerable's orders, or..."

"No need." Annihilation's voice interrupted him.

"Just rescue them. There's no need to deliberately get close or reveal the relationship. Let nature take its course, and let them experience the Immortal Realm on their own."

He saw the deep gratitude and increasingly firm Dao Heart in Xiao Ruobai's eyes, and Fang Hanyu's tightly gripped sword hilt relax slightly.

He saw the wariness in Ling Xi's brows dissipate somewhat, saw Wang Xiaopang and Mo Yu seemingly let out a secret sigh of relief, and even the wariness in the Heart-Moon Fox's eyes faded.

Very good.

Su Hanzhou, unknown to anyone, quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

They believed him! He finally didn't mess up the act.

The timing was just right.

Fang Hanyu, with his innate Sword Heart of Clarity, was most sensitive to changes in Qi.

In that instant, he vaguely seemed to catch that the arrogant Saint Su, and the terrifying beings behind him whose mere gazes could freeze his Soul,

had a sense of inexplicable relief when they showed signs of acceptance?

As if they had completed an extremely important, critical mission?

But this feeling was fleeting, so fast that he thought it was a delusion from the intense battle.

How could that be? Fang Hanyu immediately denied it in his heart.

A dignified Saint of the Myriad Immortals Sect, a being who could slaughter Immortal Sovereigns and repel Taixuan with a wave of his hand, his prestige as deep as an abyss and as towering as a mountain, how could he have any emotional fluctuations because of their attitude?

Let alone "nervousness" or "humility." It must be that his mental energy was overly depleted, and his perception was distorted.

He shook his head, casting these absurd thoughts out of his mind.

Su Hanzhou took in Fang Hanyu's fleeting micro-expression, his smile becoming even gentler.

"This place has too much murderous Qi; it's not suitable for long stays. May I ask what your plans are next, Fellow Daoists?"

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu exchanged glances, then Xiao Ruobai spoke softly:

"To be frank, Saint Su, we hail from a remote place. Our journey into the Immortal Realm this time is solely to temper ourselves and witness a broader world.

Although our formidable enemies are gone, our path ahead is somewhat uncertain. The Immortal Realm is vast, and we don't know where to go."

These words were half-true, half-false. The true part was that they indeed needed a new direction for their tempering.

The false part was that they vaguely referred to the Lower Realm as a remote place, concealing their core origin.

Upon hearing this, Su Hanzhou's eyes lit up slightly. He clapped his hands and laughed, "What a fine aspiration to temper oneself and witness the world! With such ambition, your Dao path will surely not be lonely."

He pondered for a moment, seemingly genuinely considering their situation, then said, "Since you all intend to travel and broaden your horizons, I do have a place that might be suitable."

"Northeast from here, across the Ancient Fallen Star Sea, there is a city called Tianyuan. This city is extraordinary; it's a hub connecting several great domains, where myriad races converge and a hundred boats contend.

It is both the most well-informed place and boasts countless ancient Secret Realms and ruins scattered like stars. Top-tier Prodigies often gather there for meetings and Dao discussions.

"There, origin is disregarded; only strength and Opportunity matter. For you all, it is both an excellent place for tempering and a window to quickly understand the Immortal Realm's landscape. What do you think?"

Xiao Ruobai and the others quickly exchanged glances.

"Saint Su's generosity is hard to refuse." Xiao Ruobai suppressed a trace of doubt in his heart, cupped his fists in return, "Then we shall trouble you."

"Haha, what trouble? I couldn't ask for more!" Su Hanzhou laughed heartily, flicking his sleeve.

A flying boat, carved entirely from what looked like green jade, with elegant streamlines and emanating a faint misty aura, appeared out of thin air, hovering silently before them.

"Fellow Daoists, please."

The six, including Xiao Ruobai, no longer hesitated and leaped onto the flying boat.

Su Hanzhou and the several profound Dao Protectors behind him also boarded.

The Green Jade Flowing Cloud Boat trembled slightly, then transformed into an elegant azure stream of light, gracefully sailing towards Tianyuan City, gradually disappearing into the burning clouds of the distant sky.

Not until that streak of light completely vanished did two figures slowly reveal a faint outline in the depths of the Void Realm above the ruins of Purple Miasma Mountain, which had been disturbed by the great battle and had not yet fully calmed.

Annihilation, clad in simple gray robes, stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the horizon where the flying boat had disappeared, his eyes profound.

Little Black, beside him, spoke lazily, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness:

"Tsk, Annihilation, impressive. How long has it been, and you've already built such a large enterprise in the Immortal Realm? 'Myriad Immortals Sect'... tsk, the name is domineering enough, and its actions are even more overbearing."

Annihilation withdrew his gaze, glancing at Little Black. "It's merely a foothold for handling some miscellaneous tasks for the Venerable One, hardly an enterprise."

"If you're interested, why don't you take the Sect Master position? Also, the Myriad Immortals Sect still lacks a mountain-guarding Divine Beast, which suits you perfectly!"

"Mountain-guarding Divine Beast? Bah!" Little Black immediately bristled.

"But speaking of which, your Myriad Immortals Sect's Saint, his acting is quite good. He completely fooled those few youngsters."

"Su Hanzhou, this child, originated from the ancient Taichu Divine Palace. His Heart-Nature is acceptable, and his Comprehension Ability is also good."

Annihilation slowly said, "The Venerable One's intention is for Xiao Ruobai and the others to temper themselves and experience the Immortal Realm. The Immortal Realm is vast; as long as they don't cross the bottom line, let them forge their own paths."

He paused, his voice gaining a solemnity that only those at their level could comprehend:

"A few days ago, the Venerable One sent a message: the waters of this realm are murky and deep. Beneath the shattered surface, the undercurrents are likely far beyond what you and I perceive."

"The Myriad Immortals Sect being overtly domineering is sufficient."

His gaze drifted into the distance, as if he could already see the ripples that the Immortal Realm was about to stir because of these few individuals.

"Chu Yungui will not give up. For conflicts among peers, they must overcome them themselves."

"As for those who cross the bottom line..."

Annihilation's tone remained unchanged, but the surrounding temperature seemed to plummet infinitely.

"This Seat can personally intervene."