Chapter 1161 - 753: Infiltrating Liang Country

Chapter 1161: Chapter 753: Infiltrating Liang Country

To believe even a single word is an insult to his intelligence.

Shen Xuan didn’t care much about this fleeting romance.

The past’s allure reignited today, but to him, it posed no psychological burden.

The reason he agreed to the meeting was to take advantage of the intimacy and relaxation of the Divine Soul, hoping to probe Wan Meng about the true situation of the Hehuan Sect.

At such moments, a woman’s emotions are more sensitive, and her defenses are weakest.

Just moments ago, after some intimacy, Shen Xuan applied a little pressure, making Wan Meng lose herself in a trance.

Now, feeling satisfied and tender, Wan Meng was much easier to converse with.

Seemingly casually, Shen Xuan asked, "Wan Meng, does your Grandmaster Bai Yaohua have a prejudice against me?"

"Not at all."

Wan Meng lazily shook her head, "My Grandmaster quite appreciates you. She asked me to tell you that if you are willing to switch allegiances and join our Hehuan Sect, any conditions can be discussed."

"Not possible at the moment." Shen Xuan replied.

"And when will it be possible?"

Wan Meng lifted her face, her eyes sparkling with a blend of truth and deceit as she pursued the question.

"We’ll talk about it later."

Shen Xuan brushed it off lightly.

Having been with the Hehuan Sect for many years, Wan Meng was quite perceptive.

Seeing his lack of interest in this line of conversation, she ceased her pursuit.

After all, she was merely following orders to probe with a casual inquiry.

The two were in opposing factions; such solicitations could be delightful if successful but inconsequential if they failed.

Their inability to reach a business agreement did not hinder their personal relationship.

Shen Xuan retrieved two jade jars from his Storage Pouch.

The jade was smooth and exuded a faint cold light.

"This is Flowing Frost Cold Soul Tea from the caves, Tier Three Upper Grade, and two hundred years old. It aids in calming the mind, nourishing Soul Power, and is beneficial to your cultivation."

The Spirit Tea Trees in the caves had flourished and were now producing abundantly.

Apart from personal use and serving guests, there was a surplus.

Giving away two pounds didn’t mean much to him.

Wan Meng’s eyes brightened, and she delicately opened the lid of the jar.

A pure icy breath accompanied by the fresh scent of tea rushed at her, invigorating her Divine Soul, clearing her mind.

"Thank you, Shen Lang!"

Wan Meng smiled beautifully, happily accepting the gift.

The topic naturally turned to Shen Xuan’s needs.

"Magic Beast Inner Cores and Essence Blood above Tier Three Top Grade?"

Wan Meng raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes sparkling, "What you seek is truly extraordinary. I wonder, what do you offer in exchange?"

"Tier Three Top Grade Demon Beast Materials and Lifebound Demon Treasures."

Shen Xuan took out a Storage Pouch and indicated for her to check for herself.

Wan Meng’s Divine Sense probed inside, and the contents made her look suddenly intense.

The sharp proboscis of the Bloodthirsty Poison Mosquito King, the sharp claws, fangs, and pelt of the Dark Moon Wolf King, the claws, teeth, tendons, and pelt of the Winged Tiger King, the hooked claws, Lifebound Feathers, and hard beak of the Bald Eagle King...

All were exceedingly rare Top Grade Spiritual Materials for Artifact Refining.

Even more striking were several Demon Treasures emitting subtle, intimidating fluctuations, despite being ownerless.

Wan Meng took a deep breath, her eyes shining repeatedly, "Shen Lang, did you rob the Demon Race’s treasury?"

"Ten years ago, there was a rumor about a Great Cultivator from Song Country, who went on a killing spree against the Demon Race within Qin Country, slaying several top-tier Demon Kings."

"So it’s you!"

Shen Xuan’s expression remained calm and noncommittal; he merely said, "Pick any one as a gift for you."

Upon hearing this, Wan Meng was delighted, her gaze wandering hesitantly among the Demon Treasures.

Her eyes finally settled on a dark-red, needle-shaped Demon Treasure.

It was the Lifebound Demon Spike of the Bloodthirsty Poison Mosquito King.

This item’s aura was the most sinister and sharp, its grade highest, and its value greatest.

"Shen Lang, I want this one."

Shen Xuan glanced at it and nodded slightly.

Wan Meng indeed knew its worth.

After taking out the Demon Spike, Shen Xuan seemed to suddenly remember something and casually asked, "By the way, help me find someone, the Demon Lord Cui Yun from the Blood Spirit Sect."

"Him?"

Wan Meng’s expression shifted, clearly recognizing the person.

"He has been out of sight for quite a while..."

Seeing Shen Xuan’s calm gaze upon her, Wan Meng glanced at the Demon Spike she had just received and proceeded with Spiritual Communication, "It is rumored that he has joined the Dark Star Alliance and holds a high position, currently engaged in Nascent Soul Formation matters."

"Do you have an old grudge with him, Shen Lang?"

"No."

Shen Xuan shook his head, "It’s just some old trivial matters; I want to find him to clarify something. If you can trace his whereabouts, please inform me as soon as possible."

Wan Meng softly promised, her eyes twinkling, "Rest assured, Shen Lang, I will do my best."

After discussing the details, the two indulged in intimacy again.

This time, Wan Meng was especially compliant, doing her utmost to please Shen Xuan.

Even her voice was much gentler.

The morning light was faint, and the sea fog lingered.

The two agreed on secret codes and signals for future contact, ensuring the message exchange was discreet and safe.

Wan Meng stood up, tidying her tresses and garments, her eyes clear and bright.

This visit to Starlight Island was quite fruitful for her.

Not only did she rekindle past intimacy, bringing both mind and body comfort,

but she also received gifts from Shen Xuan.

A Tier Three Upper Grade Demon Treasure, and two pounds of rare Spirit Tea.

All tangible benefits.

In the future, she could also help him purchase Magic Beast Inner Cores and Essence Blood, acting as an intermediary to earn the difference.

In any case, Shen Xuan was indeed generous to her.

Wan Meng left Yunlai Pavilion.

"It’s a pity he refuses to join our Hehuan Sect."

"Otherwise, it would be a joyous thing to have him always by my side."

Wan Meng looked back.

That tall silhouette stood amidst the mist, moving further away, seeming both real and unreal.

As if it had never existed at all.

Wan Meng lingered for a few breaths before resolutely turning away, leaving Starlight Island.

...

Two months later, a secret message arrived silently.

Wan Meng kept her word.

A sealed letter using special techniques, through covert channels, was sent into Cold Ice Cave.

Shen Xuan, employing a spell by prior agreement, slowly unsealed it.

The letter contained detailed intelligence about Cui Yun, the Demon Lord.

Eighty years ago, while Shen Xuan was in a Demon Realm within the Yan Country, he encountered the Demon Lord Cui Yun.

At that time, he was already in the Late Stage of Holy Pill.