Demon King

When Song Wen approached, Yang Yu and Mo Yexue, who stood relatively close to Lan Chen, both showed him goodwill.

Yang Yu said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Yinshuo, you founded a sect all by yourself. Such a feat is truly admirable."

Song Wen cupped his hands. "You flatter me, Fellow Daoist Yang Yu. I am merely a junior of later generations. I hope you will offer me much guidance and support in the future."

Yang Yu said, "That is easily arranged. Your Asura Sect is built in Forgotten World Ridge, a land of strife. If one day you find the position of sect master too troublesome and no longer wish to sit in it, you may come to my Beast Taming Sect. I will sweep the path in welcome and honor you as the Beast Taming Sect's Supreme Elder."

"Thank you for your generous regard, Fellow Daoist," Song Wen said.

While Song Wen spoke with Yang Yu, Mo Yexue watched him with a curious expression.

After observing him for a moment, she sent Lan Chen a voice transmission and asked,

"Lan Chen, what do you see in this boy? Why did you help him out of that predicament?"

Lan Chen replied through voice transmission, "Isn't it better to draw him to our side than to keep pushing him toward the demonic path? At the very least, if we encounter danger in the Divine Blood Hall, there will be one more person to take the blow for us."

"Is that really what you think?"

Mo Yexue's tone was full of skepticism.

At that moment, Song Wen had already drawn near. He cupped his hands toward Lan Chen and said,

"Thank you for your assistance, Fairy."

Lan Chen said indifferently, "There is no need to thank me. With your cultivation, whether