Chapter 392
Yan Wushuang stopped struggling, tucking her head into the red silk and covering her mouth with it—she dared not speak.
Xie Qingxue truly wanted to head to the Jiushan Realm now...
Even her master, Yan Wushuang's father, had never been so protective of her.
If she were Yan Wushuang's father, she would have long since given him a good thrashing for this behavior.
(End of this chapter)
**Chapter 333: Sounds Familiar, Jiushan Forum**
Xie Qingxue flew towards Tongming Mountain with Yan Wushuang.
At the foot of Tongming Mountain, Chengkong Zhenren had been waiting for her for quite some time.
Tongming Zhenren stood beside him, gazing into the distance. Noticing that there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, he turned to look at Chengkong Zhenren.
It was rare to see Chengkong Zhenren so serious.
They were still thousands of miles away from Tongming Mountain, yet this master had already begun to wait?
Chengkong Zhenren seemed to have read his thoughts and shot him a sidelong glance. "Do you know who is coming?"
"Tianhe Xie Qingxue," Tongming Zhenren replied quickly, then added, "Though she is remarkable, she has only been in the Transformation stage for a little over a hundred years..."
This was where his confusion lay:
Xie Qingxue was indeed powerful, but she was still young.
Setting aside her generation, her cultivation level couldn't possibly match that of Chengkong Zhenren.
Now, Chengkong Zhenren's overly serious demeanor left him puzzled.
Chengkong Zhenren's expression was also one of surprise.
"Xie Qingxue is five hundred years old in the Transformation stage, almost the best in ten thousand years, and she is the most talented cultivator after Tianhe Zunren of the Tianhe Sect..."
The implication was clear: you, Tongming, look down on Xie Qingxue?
"Five hundred years in the Transformation stage... the best in ten thousand years?" Tongming Zhenren's face was blank. "What about Zheng Fa?"
"......"
Chengkong Zhenren found himself momentarily at a loss for words.
Thinking of Zheng Fa made him feel a bit of a headache... Cultivation is one thing, but combat power is another. Zheng Fa could at least be treated as half a Transformation stage cultivator now.
He suddenly began to understand Tongming Zhenren's confusion.
Chengkong Zhenren shook his head. "Xie Qingxue is more extraordinary than you think. Though she is young, she must not be underestimated..."
Tongming Zhenren felt a surge of astonishment.
He could see a hint of wariness on Chengkong Zhenren's face.
It was important to note that Chengkong Zhenren's reputation back in the day was no less than that of Xie Qingxue.
"Do you know why the Tianhe Sect sent Xie Qingxue to deal with the Da Zizai Demon Sect this time?"
Tongming Zhenren shook his head.
"Rumor has it that Xie Qingxue now wields a sword."
"A sword?"
"The personal immortal sword of Tianhe Zunren from back in the day..."
Tongming Zhenren immediately straightened up, but he found it hard to believe: "The immortal sword of Tianhe Zunren? Does it still hold the power of its master?"
"Of course, it can't compare to Tianhe Zunren himself, but..."
Chengkong Zhenren didn't finish his sentence, but Tongming Zhenren understood the implication—no wonder Chengkong Zhenren valued Xie Qingxue so highly despite her youth.
"If we want to defeat the Da Zizai Demon Sect, Xie Qingxue is the key."
Tongming Zhenren was stunned.
Chengkong Zhenren's words carried an undertone of self-deprecation.
But upon reflection, it made sense; after all, that was the immortal sword left behind by Tianhe Zunren!
It must be the treasure of the Tianhe Sect!
He gazed into the distance, feeling a sense of serene longing.
Yet, Chengkong Zhenren's words drifted into his ears, laden with meaning: "Otherwise, do you think the Tianhe Sect could stand alongside us in the Five Great Sects of Xuanwei?"
"Isn't it because of Tianhe Zunren?"
"Ha."
That light laugh left Tongming Zhenren even more puzzled. Just as he was about to ask again, he suddenly perked up his ears.
The sound of the wind roared like waves, each gust stronger than the last, a crescendo building.
Tongming Zhenren looked up at the sky and saw the sea of clouds being pushed toward them.
Behind the clouds was a visible, mighty wind.
It was like a pale golden curtain slowly parting, sweeping away the mist and haze from the sky.
"They're coming."
"Is... is Xie Qingxue doing this on purpose?"
"On purpose?" Chengkong Zhenren shook his head with a light laugh. "She simply doesn't care."
"......"
"Xie Qingxue is known as the second person after Tianhe Zunren, but that doesn't just refer to her talent... it also speaks to her character."
Before Chengkong Zhenren could finish, a white tiger, three men high, leaped in front of them.
On the tiger, Xie Qingxue, dressed in black, appeared somewhat hazy, making it hard for Tongming Zhenren to see her clearly.
Xie Qingxue landed before the two men with Yan Wushuang. At that moment, it became clear that Chengkong Zhenren had misspoken—Xie Qingxue did care about how others perceived her, at least in the case of Yan Wushuang, who was not bound when meeting them.
Yan Wushuang, overly honest, respectfully bowed to the two men.
"Master."
Xie Qingxue spoke first, revealing that she indeed recognized Chengkong Zhenren.
A complex expression flickered across Chengkong Zhenren's face. "Fairy Xie..."
"Just call me Qingxue, Master."
Tongming Zhenren felt that the two seemed quite familiar.
"Qingxue, the last time I saw you, you were barely knee-high to me..."
Tongming Zhenren couldn't help but grin slightly, suddenly feeling Chengkong Zhenren's discomfort—last time they met, she was just a little bean, and now she could probably stab him with a sword.
Just thinking about it was hard to bear.
No wonder Chengkong Zhenren was so concerned about Xie Qingxue's talent.
Xie Qingxue seemed to sense the complexity in Chengkong Zhenren's tone and smiled. "A thousand years ago, your talent shook the Xuanwei realm, and your reputation was only surpassed by mine today..."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Chengkong Zhenren's face as he sighed, "They say talents emerge in every generation, and seeing you, Qingxue, I understand this saying even more..."
"You're right. In the Xuanwei realm, every generation has its geniuses. Who knows, somewhere right now, there might be someone even more talented than me."
Xie Qingxue replied.
Upon hearing this, Yan Wushuang couldn't help but nod in agreement, though he dared not show it; he still remembered his senior sister's words.
Zheng Fa was now a person of great significance!
Little did he know, Chengkong Zhenren also seemed taken aback, as if he had thought of something.
"From your expression, is there another prodigy emerging from the Taishang Dao?"
Xie Qingxue asked.
"Not quite a person of the Taishang Dao," Chengkong Zhenren replied.
"Then it can't be far off." Seemingly aware of the Taishang Dao's tendency to recruit outsiders, Xie Qingxue shook her head. "I just wonder who this junior brother is that you hold in such high regard?"
Chengkong Zhenren's face broke into a broad smile, as if he truly valued this person.
"He hails from the Baixian Alliance."
Yan Wushuang was taken aback.
"His talent in talismans is exceptionally high."
Yan Wushuang scratched his head.
"His talent in lightning techniques is even more remarkable."
Yan Wushuang shot a sidelong glance at his senior sister.
"Though he is currently only at the Golden Core stage, he can be regarded as a Transformation stage cultivator."
Xie Qingxue's expression turned peculiar as she spoke, "Is this person by any chance surnamed Zheng?"
"Do you know him, Qingxue?"
"......Sounds familiar."
Xie Qingxue turned to Yan Wushuang, who covered his mouth, his eyes brimming with amusement.
"......What are you acting so strange for?"
"Senior sister, I didn't bring up Zheng Fa!"
Seeing their exchange, Chengkong Zhenren grew curious and asked, "Do you know Zheng Fa?"
"Know him?" Yan Wushuang's tone was as if he could hardly contain himself, "I know Zheng Fa like the back of my hand!"
"......"
"My father knows him too! Otherwise, how could I be here?"
Xie Qingxue shot him a look, her expression suggesting she wanted to hit him—this guy was eating from both sides, having been kicked out by the sect leader. And he still had the audacity to feel proud?
Unexpectedly, Chengkong Zhenren also furrowed his brow.
He had heard Xie Qingxue mention Yan Wushuang's identity as the son of the Tianhe Sect's leader...
So, was Yan Wushuang implying that the Tianhe Sect also held Zheng Fa in high regard?
Even more than himself?
He exchanged glances with Tongming Zhenren, both seeing concern reflected in each other's eyes.
After settling the two at Tongming Mountain, Chengkong Zhenren turned to Tongming Zhenren and asked, "Do you think the Tianhe Sect is also interested in Zheng Fa?"
Tongming Zhenren pondered for a long time before speaking, "The Tianhe Sect has never been quick to take in disciples..."
Chengkong Zhenren nodded slowly, his expression somewhat reassured.
"But... that is Zheng Fa."
Tongming Zhenren added.
Chengkong Zhenren's neck stiffened. He stood still, deep in thought, and after a long silence, he said, "What do you think... Zheng Fa likes?"
......
Zheng Fa was quite fond of his new treasure.
It was a jade tablet with a hint of purple aura, floating right in front of him.
The surface of the jade tablet was adorned with fine golden threads, intricately carved with various talismanic patterns that flowed and shifted.
Among them were the Five Elements Ring, the Twelve Seasonal Thunder, and various shielding talismans, most of which were discovered by Zheng Fa or his senior sister, Zhang.
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