The next day, a leisurely flute melody drifted in from the distant mountains at dawn.
A flying vessel descended silently upon Shushan's Treasure Pagoda Peak, keeping a very low profile throughout. Some people recognized it as the flying vessel of Lin Bei, foremost among the Four Tyrants of Heaven, and might have found it strange. This did not fit his usual flamboyant style.
By Lin Bei's usual way of doing things, whenever he returned to Shushan, he would surely stand at the prow of his flying vessel, calling out to friends and greeting acquaintances all over the ground, wishing every female cultivator in the world could witness his extravagance.
This time, it was not that Lin Bei wanted to keep a low profile either. He dearly wished to let the whole world know: Lord Demon God was riding my flying vessel to Shushan. We're all brothers.
Unfortunately, after discussions between the upper echelons of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and the various Demon Kings, they decided that everything should still be handled in secret.
First of all, for the Demon Race, having their Demon God abducted by the human race was itself a humiliating matter. Choosing to live in the Eastern Sea and coexist peacefully with humans was entirely different from being driven into the Eastern Sea.
As for Shushan, they likewise did not want it publicized that the Demon God would be residing permanently within their sect. It would inevitably draw the covetous eyes of certain interested parties.
Therefore, only Shushan's upper echelons, the thirty-five peak masters, and some core disciples knew of this matter. The outside world—and Empress Feng—had to be kept strictly in the dark.
The Hall of Earth and Wood had worked through the night to build two pavilions on Treasure Pagoda Peak, specifically for