When Xue Wuhen responded enthusiastically, everyone present nearly dropped their jaws, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Is this really the same aloof, poker-faced Sword Immortal in white? He’s practically turned into a sycophant for Ye Junlin!
Where’s your dignity as a Sword Immortal?
What happened to your integrity?
Huh?!
This clearly shows that, despite being a True Immortal himself, Xue Wuhen’s attitude reveals the enormous gap between him and Ye Junlin.
Realizing this, the crowd’s respect for Ye Junlin deepened even more.
“Hehe, everyone’s here.”
Swish!
Suddenly, a handsome young man with long silver hair cascading to his waist appeared in the air, hands behind his back, surrounded by wisps of celestial energy. His skin glistened like jade, and his piercing gaze made it hard to look directly at him.
“Ye Immortal, I’m here on behalf of the Sect Master to greet you,” Fan Dezhen said respectfully, cupping his hands. “Thank you once again for your helping hand back then to our Wendaozong!”
Fan Dezhen felt overwhelmed when he saw Ye Junlin again. Who would’ve thought that the person who visited Wendaozong back then was actually a True Immortal?
He recalled the scene of Ye Junlin sweeping the surroundings with a magical artifact, feeling a mix of eternal gratitude and a bit of self-mockery.
After all, Ye Junlin had already used a magical artifact, and his identity as an Immortal was clear as day. It was his own refusal to believe that was the problem.
I mean, who’s got a Tribulation Stage cultivator walking around with a magical artifact, right?
Do you have one?
Because I sure don’t!
Ye Junlin waved his hand, “That’s all in the past, no need to bring it up again.”
“Fraud…” Beside Fan Dezhen, a woman dressed in a delicate yellow outfit, beautiful and ethereal, pouted, her big eyes reflecting Ye Junlin’s extraordinary figure with a hint of grievance.
During the Era of Resurrection, An Miaoyi accidentally stumbled into a cave that likely belonged to ancient Immortals. She not only gained a trove of treasures but also discovered the perfect cultivation technique for her: the Nine Turns Star Technique!
This technique was perfectly suited for her Starry Immortal Body, making her cultivation incredibly efficient. She broke through from Unity Stage to Great Ascension right on the spot and had been advancing rapidly, recently achieving early Tribulation Stage!
At first, An Miaoyi was excited, thinking that with enough effort, she could catch up to that man, maybe even… surpass him!
Then, devastating news came, ruthlessly crushing her dream!
That man had already become an Immortal!
An Miaoyi couldn’t put into words her feelings at that moment, as if she had climbed to the mountain peak, thinking she was just a few steps away from her goal, only to realize there were still a hundred thousand towering mountains ahead of her…
Who could understand this feeling?
So, when she saw Ye Junlin again, her heart was incredibly complicated. On one hand, she was thrilled that he was even stronger than she had imagined; on the other hand, she feared that he was so powerful she couldn’t handle it.
It was so contradictory!
“Ye Immortal, do you remember me?”
The Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty dismounted his horse, his face fervent as he bowed. “That day, you personally played the celestial tune that elevated our Great Zhou’s fortune and blessings. My father still benefits from your grace to this day; I’m truly at a loss for how to repay you!”
Ye Junlin scrutinized him for a moment, recalling the event, and nodded. “So, the Crown Prince has come to support us?”
The first time he encountered the Underworld Abyss creatures was indeed on Great Zhou’s territory, where he played the guqin, eradicating the ghost army with the sound of his music and learned about the existence of the Star Gate.
“I have to take charge since the Underworld army disrupted our Great Zhou. Now that we have an opportunity to turn the tides, I naturally came to lend my assistance. My father agreed with my decision,” said the Crown Prince earnestly.
“And being able to see you again is my supreme honor, proving that my trip was worthwhile!” The Crown Prince’s eyes sparkled with admiration as he looked at Ye Junlin.
He should’ve figured it out; that day, to play such an exquisite celestial tune had to be the work of a True Immortal, yet he thought he was just a Great Ascension cultivator. Talk about being blind!
“Well, it was a decent meal you offered me,” Ye Junlin said truthfully. “I remember the banquet of the Great Zhou. The ingredients were rich and unforgettable.”
“If Ye Immortal doesn’t mind, our Great Zhou will invite you for meals every day! You can eat however you like!” The Crown Prince jumped at the chance, his excitement evident.
Come on, winning over such a top-tier powerhouse? Who cares if it’s just one banquet? I could host a hundred or a thousand!
Seeing the Crown Prince chat with Ye Immortal, many in attendance felt envy boil inside them, wishing for a chance to establish rapport too.
But the problem? They had no idea how to start since there had been no real interactions before this!
At that moment, a voice filled with flattery rang out, “Ye Immortal, ever since you left my place, I’ve missed you dearly. Today, seeing your esteemed self, I feel privileged! I wonder if you remember me?”
The speaker was a tall, middle-aged man with purple hair flowing to his waist, bowing with a humble demeanor towards Ye Junlin, speaking cautiously.
Ye Junlin was taken aback.
Who is this guy?
“Who are you?” Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow, slightly displeased, thinking this person was trying to trick him.
Upon noticing Ye Junlin’s expression, the Ancestor of the Xue Family quickly added, “I am the Ancestor of the Xue Family from Lingzhou. We held a banquet before that you graciously attended, and for you, I even personally dealt with two of my children!”
Everyone: “???”
Ye Junlin felt okay with the first part, but suddenly the second half sounded off.
What do you mean “personally dealt with two of my children”?
Can you clarify?!
Feeling the killing intent radiating from Ye Junlin, the Xue Family Ancestor suddenly realized he misspoke and quickly corrected himself, looking like he was about to cry.
“I—I meant those two rascals offended your beloved disciple, so I had to take action and deal with them severely!”
He recalled how his eldest son, Xue Tianyi, had sullied Li Wujie’s sister, drawing her brother’s wrath. The Xue Family Master had sheltered Xue Tianyi, and ultimately, under Ye Junlin’s pressure, the Xue Family Ancestor had to clean house.
Remembering this, Ye Junlin’s murder glare lessened a bit as he warned, “You old fool, think before you speak next time!”
“Yes, yes, yes! It’s just that seeing you is so exciting that I got my words tangled,” the Xue Family Ancestor said, sweat beading on his forehead but wearing a smile.
He was trying to forge a connection but ended up embarrassing himself with a slip of the tongue.
So awkward~
The others looked on with glee, disdain written all over their faces.
“Ahem,”
Wan Changwei thought it was his turn now, clearing his throat before stepping forward with a friendly smile, “I am Wan Changwei, the Master of the Yuhua Sect, honored to meet you, Ye Immortal.”
Even though the Yuhua Sect had clashed with the Xuantian Sect before, suffering significant losses and losing face, in this setting, he still managed to present a warm demeanor as if meeting a friend.
Anyone who didn’t know would think the Yuhua Sect had let bygones be bygones!
At that moment, the place fell utterly silent.
Wan Changwei felt pleased with himself, thinking he was portraying an open mind, showcasing his gracious conduct worthy of a leader’s demeanor.
After a while.
Ye Junlin, with a serious tone, asked, “Changwei, where’s Laifu?”
“Huh????”
Wan Changwei stood frozen, doubting his ears.
Who’s Laifu?
Is he someone famous?
“Speak!” Ye Junlin glared, celestial energy surging, reprimanding him.
“I…” Wan Changwei’s face turned pale as sweat erupted from his forehead. He frantically recalled if any of the enemies he’d dealt with had been named Laifu…
Could this person be important?!!