Chapter 198

Chapter 1

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The Pure Yang Sword and the Remnant Star Sword entwined briefly, then returned to Yang Chen and Chu Xi’s bodies, respectively.

At that moment, a ripple shook the void, and a hazy figure appeared from nowhere.

“Celestial Purple Physique, not bad, not bad! In this era, it truly is a golden age, with top-tier physiques emerging one after another! Zhan Qiuyun, though she has difficulty breaking into the Void Refinement Realm, has unparalleled skill in the Dao of Space, a good match for your Celestial Purple Physique. Let her continue guiding your cultivation!”

The hazy figure appeared as though it was engulfed in mist, concealing their form from view. Only their refined voice was audible, resonating with an ethereal quality and the dignified authority of one long accustomed to a lofty po0sition.

“Greetings, Holy Lord!” Including the Grand Elder, several core elders hurriedly bowed and paid their respects.

“Holy Lord!?” This title caused a shudder in every disciple present. They hadn’t anticipated that even the Holy Lord would emerge for this matter.

The hazy figure approached Chu Xi, extending a finger—smooth, fair, and jade-like. The finger touched the center of Chu Xi’s brow.

“Chu Xi, I have imparted to you the cultivation method for the Celestial Purple Physique as recorded by our sect! In the future, if you have any questions, you may come to the Heavenly Dao Hall to consult with me!”

“Yes, thank you, Holy Lord!” Chu Xi realized the significance, hastily bowing.

At this moment, Yang Chen felt the Holy Lord’s gaze fall upon him. He couldn’t help but frown slightly. The gaze seemed as if it could see through him entirely.

“Fifth stage into the Soul Transformation Realm, not bad! Come with me.”

As the words fell, Yang Chen felt the world spin around him. When things calmed down, he found himself in a magnificent grand hall.

“Master! Brother!” Qing’er saw Yang Chen and immediately leaped off her cultivation jade platform, running toward him and throwing herself into his embrace.

“Sob, Brother, you didn’t keep your word! You said you’d come to see me in a few days, but it’s been over a month! You meanie!” Qing’er clung to Yang Chen, her voice choked with a mixture of sobs and complaints.

Yang Chen felt a bit helpless. He had indeed promised Qing’er he would visit her in a few days, but ended up forgetting about it.

Though, for cultivators, what difference is there between a few days and a month? A mere closed-door session, and the time slipped by.

“Alright, Qing’er,” he said, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. “Your Master is watching, you know!”

“Let her watch! I missed my brother!” Qing’er hugged Yang Chen even tighter, unwilling to let go, feeling deeply wronged.

“Qing’er has great talent; her Pure Spirit Physique is utterly untainted. In just one month, she’s already reached the Golden Core Realm! If she cultivates diligently in the future, surpassing me won’t be difficult!” said the hazy figure.

“Thank you, Holy Lord, for your guidance with her!” Yang Chen responded hastily.

“Yang Chen, follow me. I have something to discuss with you.”

A moment later, the hazy figure turned, moving toward the back of the hall.

“Alright, Qing’er, wait for me. I’ll come back to keep you company once I finish my business.” Yang Chen gently pushed Qing’er aside, hurrying to follow.

At the back of the hall, the hazy figure observed Yang Chen intently, then spoke: “Yang Chen, you likely aren’t just a simple Pure Yang Physique, are you? Of course, if you don’t wish to disclose your specific constitution, I won’t force it. I asked you here to borrow something from you.”

“Borrow something from a disciple?” Yang Chen raised an eyebrow.

“Lingshuang informed me that you’re the current sect leader of Xuantian Sect?” Yang Chen nodded. “Indeed, I am currently the Sect Leader of Xuantian Sect.”

“The Xuantian Sect was founded over a hundred thousand years ago by a core elder of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, and that elder was an ancestor of mine. Yang Chen, may I borrow the Sect Leader’s seal of the Xuantian Sect for contemplation?”

“Sect Leader’s Seal?” Yang Chen exhaled in relief. So, it was just that item.

For a moment, he’d thought that this mysterious Holy Lord wanted to borrow his Origin Qi, just like that beautiful lady, Zhan Qiuyun, had once requested.

Without much hesitation, Yang Chen took out the seal. The Sect Leader’s Seal is a legacy artifact passed down by the founding ancestor of the Xuantian Sect, who was that very elder. Though it’s also precious, compared to his Origin Qi, it’s no big deal.

“Once I’ve finished studying it, I’ll return it to you! My ancestor, having failed to secure the Holy Lord position back then, left in anger, and many secret techniques of our clan were lost with him.”

As the hazy figure spoke, they extended a jade-like hand to take the seal.

Yang Chen was immediately struck by the sheer beauty of the hand, the fingers slender, pure as white jade, gleaming like polished stone—these were perhaps the most beautiful hands he’d ever seen.

“Are my hands beautiful?” The hazy figure suddenly spoke, startling Yang Chen.

In an instant, he remembered that the person before him was a terrifying figure whose power surpassed everyone in the holy land. He couldn’t let his guard down just because of her pleasing voice. If she were to lose her temper, he wasn’t certain she’d show restraint, as Zhan Qiuyun once had.

He hastily responded, “Forgive me, Holy Lord! This disciple was momentarily distracted and acted rudely!”

“Hmph!” The hazy figure let out a faint snort. “Since this is your first offense, I’ll let it go this time. Mind your gaze from now on!”

“Yes!” Yang Chen responded, though inwardly he couldn’t help but curse:

This old woman—borrowing my item, yet I can’t even admire her hands?

She changes her mood as quickly as turning a page! The older they get, the stranger their temper becomes.