After the war, King Huainan felt deeply that the remnants of You Xin in the south were a difficult problem, so he had to temporarily stop suppressing and attacking, retreat and shrink his defense, and shift more energy to dealing with the Northern Palace Army led by Zhuo Muye.

The Xin Kingdom, which was given precious time to breathe, also tried its best to resume production under the organization of the new officials, cultivate food in late summer, and extend invitations to other forces near the Seven Continents of Lei.

Black Water Continent, Red Immortal Sect.

This famous sect in the Seven Continents of Lei is located in the deep mountains and swamps with nine bends and eighteen turns. The black house has some characteristics of the Central Plains, with a long and curved eaves, and a wind-breaking bell hanging below, swaying slightly in the breeze.

There is a long red ribbon tied under Zhan Fengduo, which together with the black wooden house behind it forms a unique landscape. It is said that the ancestor of the Red Immortal Sect was a flying immortal who climbed the nine-story ladder to heaven. He was barefoot and wore a red skirt, holding a blood peach wood sword, and killed all the monsters and poisonous insects in the area. He founded the sect here. The Red Immortal Sect was once glorious and was one of the most powerful sects in the world, known as the "Red Lian Linxian Sect".

However, these were all things that happened a long time ago. The heyday of the Chixian Sect did not last forever, and it gradually fell from the ranks of the sects. It was not until more than ten years ago that it regained some of its prestige.

The black hall on the mountainside was quiet and empty.

The interior of the hall, which is nearly 100 meters long and wide, is clean and tidy, and the black wooden floor is spotless. Long blood-red banners are hung in the hall, with various talismans written on them in ancient characters, which are said to have the effect of exorcising demons and suppressing evil spirits.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a tall shrine with a ten-meter-tall statue inside. It is a woman dressed in bright red clothes, standing barefoot, holding a sword in one hand and placing the other hand in a seal on her chest. There are seven red candles around the statue, illuminating the interior of the shrine. The statue's clothes are also clear in the candlelight, and the gold threads in them reflect bursts of light.

A woman who looked to be in her twenties was kneeling in front of the statue and praying silently. Two old women were also kneeling on both sides of the statue. They were wearing black veils and hoods, and they also bowed to the praying woman.

After a long silence, the woman looked up and slowly inserted the incense in her hand into the cauldron full of incense ash.

"Your Highness, are you still leaving today?" One of the women kneeling on either side asked slowly.

"Yes."

The woman's face gradually became clearer in the candlelight. Unlike the many beautiful disciples of the Red Immortal Sect, her skin was slightly darker, and her hands had a few rough scars, making them look less smooth and delicate. However, anyone who had witnessed the sword fight at the Red Tower in Luojing over a decade ago would probably recognize her as Xie Zhuyan, one of the seven who reached the summit.

Compared with the other people at that time, her average strength may be the lowest, but no matter what, she is still the winner among thousands of geniuses and should not be underestimated.

"Her Highness the Saint has been refusing. Is there something on her mind that needs to be resolved?" the old woman asked again.

"No, it's just that I don't think I'm suitable to be the leader." She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and knelt in front of the statue.

"Compared to other sisters in the church, I come from a humble background, have a plain appearance, and am not very smart. It is really difficult for me to take on such a big responsibility." She spoke sincerely, and her words were not empty.

Compared with other disciples in the Red Immortal Sect, Xie Zhuyan was not actually from an orthodox background. She had only learned some skills in the outer sect at that time, and then left alone. No one cared or knew about it until the Red Tower Sword Fight was approaching and the sect was selecting disciples to fight. Only then did she come back and show up.

The reason was not complicated. Compared to Jie Zhuyan who had a hard life outside, the Chixian Sect had prepared generous rewards for those who went to the battle, which was what she urgently needed at that time. However, this disciple had not been in the Chixian Sect for a long time, had an ordinary appearance, and was not even well-educated. She was like a country woman and was unknown to others.

"These are all things of the past. You are now teaching the Saint for me, so there is no need to be so humble." The two women on the side shook their heads. They were elders of the Red Immortal Sect. Although they were not very powerful, they were much older and more knowledgeable. Their views on some things were different from those of outsiders.

"Back then, when you were in Naropa, you won the Purple Spike nameplate in the Red Tower Sword Fight, and made our sect famous once again. Your Highness the Saint has made an indelible contribution to the current prosperity and growth of the Holy Sect."

"These are just lucky chances. The other sects in the Central Plains lack experience in dealing with my sect's poison techniques, which gave me a lot of advantages. In terms of true strength, I'm afraid I'm not as good as them."

During the sword fight in the Red Tower that year, this ordinary woman from the Red Immortal Sect became stronger and stronger, which surprised everyone. It was not only because her poison skills amazed others, but also because of her rich experience in battle and her grasp of the timing of life and death. This prevented many people who were stronger than her from taking advantage, and instead they were defeated by a single careless move.

Unlike many geniuses who grew up in a peaceful environment, Xie Zhuyan's life experience can be described as bumpy and tortuous, and she has experienced many hardships. It was extremely lucky for her to survive and participate in the selection within the Red Immortal Sect. If people knew her past, they would not be surprised that this woman could get the top few places in the sword fight.

Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, the two women had no choice but to sigh in silence and stop talking.

Another stick of incense slowly burned out, and the saint of the sect slowly stood up and prepared to leave. It was almost dusk outside the hall, and the cries of crows and birds crossed the night sky.

She walked out of the dark and quiet hall, came to the steps in front of the door, slowly put on her shoes, and was about to leave when two guests in black had been waiting on the road outside the hall for a long time.

Looking at the two people walking towards her, Xie Zhuyan looked calm and she stopped for a moment.

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