Looking at the shadow map behind Qian Li Zhenren,
Ye Yu couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly.
The sect ruins occupied by Sanshi Hall were as many as twenty or thirty?
What exactly were they trying to do?
When Ye Yu previously encountered the evil immortal Wufu from the Demon-Slaying Sect, he had thought it was a highly coincidental event.
But now it seemed it was no coincidence at all.
If no one actively gave orders,
why would the immortals of Sanshi Hall need so many sect ruins?
It made no sense whatsoever!
Beside him, Zhuo Lanqing looked utterly confused.
She had never heard the name Sanshi Hall before.
Now seeing these inexplicable red dots on the map,
she couldn’t help but feel heavy-hearted and curiously whispered telepathically to Ye Yu,
“Do you think Qian Li Zhenren is just putting on a show?
Are the evil immortals of Sanshi Hall really that terrifying?”
Faced with this question,
Ye Yu truly did not know how to explain it to Zhuo Lanqing.
Since ancient times, there had always been a division between good and evil.
But so what?
In his dreams, Ye Yu had played the role of the villain more than once.
Yet whether one was good or evil ultimately came down to the heart.
Everyone’s stance was different, so their choices differed.
At certain moments, ordinary immortals might behave more evilly than evil immortals.
However, when those evil immortals showed great mercy,
perhaps they were more like true immortals than ordinary ones.
Ye Yu believed that the evil immortal he met at the Demon-Slaying Sect must have belonged to Sanshi Hall.
He had only dealt with them once.
Those evil immortals’ personalities were truly perverse and brutal.
Moreover, the fact that Sanshi Hall occupied so many sect ruins just in the central Heavenly Realm was definitely suspicious!
At that moment,
a quiet voice sounded from behind.
“May I ask if you are Immortal Friend Ye Yu?”
Hearing this, Ye Yu turned his head.
Sitting behind him was none other than Zheng Nuanxiu from the Demon-Slaying Sect.
The fairy excitedly waved to him,
then continued, “I didn’t expect you to come to the sect assembly as well.
My seat was two rows up before.
Later, seeing a figure that looked somewhat like you, I shifted down row by row.
Turns out, it really was you.”
Seeing Zheng Nuanxiu arrive, Ye Yu couldn’t help but smile faintly.
Strictly speaking,
this fairy was the first immortal he had met upon arriving in the Heavenly Realm.
There was a strange feeling of closeness in his heart.
He smiled softly and replied quietly,
“Are you here representing the Demon-Slaying Sect?”
Zhuo Lanqing, watching Ye Yu and Zheng Nuanxiu interact so familiarly,
felt very curious.
Especially the latter’s near-perfect profile gave her a sense of crisis.
She subconsciously clenched her fists.
But soon after, she felt it was very improper.
Ye Yu was her best friend’s husband; what right did she have to feel threatened?
Names must be correct for legitimacy.
Yet the feeling of crisis only intensified.
This made Zhuo Lanqing extremely uncomfortable.
Zheng Nuanxiu nodded.
“Of course I represent the Demon-Slaying Sect.
But what ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) about you, Immortal Friend Ye Yu?
Didn’t you say you wouldn’t join any other sect?
Why have you gone back on your word now?”
Ye Yu smiled awkwardly.
To be honest, had he really joined a sect?
Probably not.
From start to finish, Ye Yu had never seriously expressed a desire to join the Wuwei Tower.
It was only the current circumstances that forced his hand.
Inside the entire Wuwei Tower, there were only four people.


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