Then how about I protect you?

Usually, when a line like that was put as a question, it was likely to be followed by the terms of a trade.

So Shen Yi wasn't too excited. He looked back at the beautiful woman and waited quietly for the rest.

A rogue cultivator from Hongze with the crime of killing an immortal on his head was strange enough.

But a proper disciple of an immortal lineage, with a Daluo Immortal Venerable for a master, joining an outfit like the Demon-Slaying Office—that was absurd beyond words.

Shen Yi just couldn't be bothered to ask. That didn't make him stupid.

Whatever this woman was carrying might be even more trouble than what he was.

But he really did covet her Taixu Dao-fruit.

When he broke into the fifth rank and, through the Dragon-Tiger fruit position, took on an Arhat's true body, Shen Yi's senses had become extraordinarily keen.

What surprised him most was that whether at the seventh rank before, or after he had become an Arhat, Ye Lan felt exactly as dangerous to him.

Neither more nor less.

That nothing had changed was the most frightening thing of all.

Shen Yi could only put it down to the Dao-fruit.

“……” Ye Lan watched Shen Yi's face carefully and for a moment was left speechless.

It had taken her a lot to come to this decision, and he took it as calmly as if she had asked whether he'd eaten yet.

Honestly, he was still a young man, whatever else he was. How could he have nothing of a young man about him at all?

Then again, if Shen Yi had been thrilled, looking as if he thought he was about to enter a Daluo Immortal Venerable's school, she might actually have regretted it a little.

After all, this really wasn't a good thing.

“Neither my strength nor my standing in the Divine Dynasty can protect you from the Immortal Court.”

Ye Lan shook her head. Stepping into the fifth rank gave one the standing to glimpse the True Intent of how heaven and…