This Saber Was Called Skill Hidden in Clumsiness

Pinewind Prefecture, before the pavilion.

The young man in black robes stood with his hands at his sides, waiting quietly.

Only when a black-bearded man strode out to receive him did Shen Yi clasp his hands and say, "Nanyang has come to see Lord Yang, with an urgent matter to report."

"Lord Yang?" The black-bearded man froze for a moment, then frowned. "Didn't Lord Yang go to the nine western prefectures to aid you?"

"..."

Shen Yi slowly unclenched his hands and raised his eyes, somewhat speechless.

Aid the nine western prefectures?

When he had previously been stationed in the nine prefectures, he had slain several fifth-rank great demons and refined them into Suppression Stones. After considering it, since he was not particularly short on manpower anyway, he had simply sent one Suppression Stone back.

Though those of profound cultivation could easily discern something unusual about a Suppression Stone.

These great demons were not like the former Azure Luan, who had not even half a servant at his side, leaving only Zi Ling to attend him.

The demons were a mixed bag of fish and dragons. The odds of infiltrating them were much greater, and even if it failed, he would lose no more than a single Suppression Stone.

In the end, his luck had been rather good. Shen Yi had truly obtained an important piece of information.

When great powers contended, much of the contest lay in who made the first move and who held the response.

For instance, if the court learned in advance of the plans of the three great demon factions, what awaited those demons would not be a caught-off-guard city garrison formation, but Yang Mingli, the Subordinate Third Rank Southern Suppression General.

He could wipe them out in one sweep while also making those demons