Song Shi knew that there was still a long way to go. He was not in a hurry and left the Fallen God Valley with Fu Yuhua.
Fu Yuhua was unhappy. "Since we found a few 'cockroaches' so soon. It means that there's already a nest of them here. We have to get our disciples to be on guard."
He took out an emerald-green jade book and handed it to Song Shi. "Brother Song, this is my Dian Cang Sword Sect's heritage. Learn it directly. I only need you to protect my Dian Cang Sword Sect for a thousand years. If there's really a calamity, you don't have to live or die with the sect."
Song Shi was stunned. "Aren't you afraid that I'll take the sword technique and slip away?"
"You're not like that."
Fu Yuhua shook his head. "I believe you're a man of your word."
Although the excessive consumption of spirit stones for cross-border Teleportation had something to do with Song Shi, he could have shamelessly refused to give it to him. However, he had used Divine Teleportation Footwork to make up for it. This was enough to prove that Song Shi was not an irresponsible person.
"Just based on what you said, I won't stand by and do nothing when the Dian Cang Sword Sect is in trouble."
Song Shi accepted it with a smile. At the same time, he asked curiously, "Since we're too close to the Fallen God Valley and are in danger, why don't we move?"
"Sigh, the sect has been here for more than one hundred thousand years. How can we give up just like that? Even if we give up, our sect's strength will decrease greatly. After all, many defensive methods like our arrays can't be taken away."
Fu Yuhua smiled bitterly. "Brother Song, you're as carefree as ever."
After returning to the huge pit at the entrance of Dian Cang Sword Sect, Fu Yuhua looked into the distance for a moment before restraining his emotions. He calmed down and handed Song Shi a spatial ring.
"Let's cut the crap, Brother Song. Our sect is facing the threat of the demons and needs to expend some resources to deal with it. We can only give you 10 million Spirit Stones first. The rest will be given to you in installments for one thousand years. Forty thousand Spirit Stones a year. The additional 10 million Spirit Stones will be used as interest and remuneration for you being a guest elder. How about that?"
The corners of Song Shi's mouth twitched. This was the first time he had encountered a thousand-year interest period.
He took the spirit stone and said in advance, "I can't guarantee that I'll stay here for a thousand years."
"It's fine. As long as Brother Song agrees to our requests, it's fine. Perhaps we won't be able to last that long with the demon army becoming active again too."
Fu Yuhua did not care at all. As long as Song Shi was around, his Dian Cang Sword Sect would have another Great Saint overseeing it. It was much more valuable than ten million spirit stones in his pocket.
"Not to that extent. With me around, the sect can persevere."
Song Shi shook his head. As long as he was here, he would not give the demons a chance to wreak havoc.
"I hope so. Stay with me in the sect for a few days. It will take some time to build this place."
Fu Yuhua flew into the sect with Song Shi and brought him to the main peak where he lived.
The Dian Cang Sword Sect was filled with verdant vegetation and rich Spiritual Qi. Many white cranes fluttered and spirit deer appeared. The buildings on the mountain were elegant, like an oasis in a snowy mountain.
Song Shi lived in a courtyard surrounded by vines. There were beautiful maidservants waiting by his side. The disciples and elders who passed by all had respectful expressions. They knew that there was an additional Great Saint guest in the sect.
In the depths of the Void, in the Vermilion Bird Palace outside the floating plane, Xiong He and Sun Hong returned in a sorry state with their subordinates. Along the way, they attracted many surprised gazes.
Supreme Saint Hunluo happened to come over for something. When he saw Xiong He's miserable state, he said, "Did you encounter a team of demons?"
"Hmph, you're asking the obvious. I don't believe you didn't receive the news!"
Sun Hong's expression turned ugly.
"I just received news and was asked to come over to discuss a missing Heaven Patrolling Guards. Could it be…"
Supreme Saint Hunluo thought of something and his pupils dilated. "Could it be? Impossible, he's only at the Void Refinement Realm!"
"Hmph, this is what your Void Refinement Realm Heaven Patrolling Guards did to me!"
Xiong He gritted his teeth, feeling extremely depressed.
It was truly embarrassing to be beaten up like this by a Void Refinement Realm expert.
"This… I saw that he was quite talented back then. I didn't expect him to be so powerful. I underestimated him."
Supreme Saint Hunluo could not calm down.
"Come in, Palace master is here too."
A voice came from afar, causing Supreme Saint Hunluo and the others to tremble. They hurriedly flew over respectfully.
In the Heaven Observation Hall, Supreme Saint Qianhe did not sit on the main seat. Instead, he stood on the left and right of the Palace Masters of the Heaven Punishment Hall. He stood beside a burly figure, and there were a few other Palace Masters beside him.
Supreme Saint Hunluo and Sun Hong entered one after another. The other subordinates did not have the right to enter.
"I didn't expect to alarm the Palace master."
Sun Hong bowed.
"It's not just about Song Shi. There's also the problem with the Fallen God Valley."
The burly figure spoke, his voice shaking the Void. With him as the center, it seemed to be a world of its own. Outsiders could not hear it even if they wanted to.
Palace Master Qianhe said in a deep voice, "The soul lamps of the few Supreme Saints leading the team have all been extinguished. The fellow Daoists trapped inside have basically died."
Supreme Saint Hunluo's expression turned cold. "So fast? Could it be that the traces of the demon at the beginning were to lure us into sending troops in?"
Heaven Seeking Palace Master, Great Sage Starsong, nodded. "That's most likely the case. Moreover, from the looks of the situation, their control over the Fallen God Valley is even greater than the previous battle."
The Palace Masters fell silent. This was not a good thing. It would be like a nail stuck in their heartland.
"The Fallen God Valley has remnant nomological powers. It's too dangerous, and the odds are against us after entering. Recently, there have been more and more fiends outside the Black Spirit Realm. It's difficult for us to be distracted. I've decided to set up an Array Formation with the nearby sects at the periphery to seal it off and form a special defense line to prevent the demon army from surging out on a large scale."
The Black Tortoise Palace master spoke, attracting everyone's attention. He continued, "After the sealing Array Formation is formed, we'll take every step carefully and find the specific passageway that the demons came through. We'll capture them all in one fell swoop. The Logistics Hall will be in charge of setting up the sealing array."
