Your Gu Family selected someone to go to the burial grounds, whatâs there for him to witness!
But since he already came, it wouldnât be appropriate to embarrass him in public. "Alright, Iâll just watch!"
Then he pointed to the man next to him, who bore some resemblance to him.
"Who is this?"
"My father, Gu Xiang!"
Gu Pengyou quickly introduced.
"Iâve long heard of Brother Xuanâs reputation, especially this time at the Nine Immortals Tower, you truly are young and promising."
Gu Xiang was very enthusiastic.
Especially the way he looked at Chen Xuan, there was a peculiar feeling in his gaze.
"Thatâs an exaggeration. Itâs not just my accomplishment alone."
Chen Xuan said modestly.
"Come, sit with us, weâll just watch."
The three of them took their seats, with Gu Yun naturally in the middle, Chen Xuan on the right, leaving Gu Xiang to sit on the left.
At this moment, the maidservant respectfully served the tea.
"Here, Brother Xuan, this is my treasured collection, see if it suits your taste."
Gu Yun lifted his tea, gesturing.
"Oh? Brother Guâs treasured collection... it must be extraordinary."
Chen Xuan didnât hold back, observing the green tea with a faint scent, he lightly sniffed it.
"Not simple!"
He had tasted plenty of good teas before.
This tea... although he hadnât drunk it yet, could rank in the top three.
Then he took a sip.
A lasting fragrance in the mouth, thatâs the most basic trait, with a gentle coolness rushing throughout the body, including the sea of consciousness.
"Good tea!"
Chen Xuan praised with a smile.
His earlier guess was quite conservative, as this tea surely ranks first among all he had tasted.
"If you like it, take some back with you."
Gu Yun generously suggested.
"This...."
Chen Xuan hesitated immediately, not out of pretentiousness, but... Gu Yun gave him a rather abnormal feeling.
"Brother Xuan, donât be modest, itâs not something precious, just a bit of tea... thatâs all."
Gu Xiang urged.
"Alright then!"
Chen Xuan didnât delay any further, yet he became more cautious in his heart.
This clearly wasnât just a bit of tea, it was obviously a sugar-coated bomb.
"Is there something they need from me?"
Chen Xuan speculated in his heart.
"Hahaha... now thatâs right!"
Seeing him accept, Gu Yun finally showed a satisfied expression.
Next, Gu Yun introduced Gu Pengyou and the others to him.
Having received the favor, Chen Xuan nodded in agreement, though he didnât really take it to heart.
Frankly speaking, apart from Gu Pengyou, as the two of them had known each other for a long time, the others... he didnât bother to get to know, whether in terms of status or strength, the gap was too wide.
Seeing his lack of interest, Gu Yun gave a brief introduction and then asked them to start.
The highest being at late-stage Profound Realm, the lowest at mid-stage.
In Chen Xuanâs eyes, their strength was akin to childrenâs play.
After about half an hour, the last remaining two were Gu Pengyou and that Gu Huan.
"Boom, boom..."
The commotion on the martial field between the two was rather loud.
Chen Xuan reclined in his chair, one hand holding his chin, his gaze was on the martial field, but his mind was still pondering Gu Yunâs purpose today.
"Whatâs up? After killing so many in the Dao Realm, you look down on this minor scuffle?"
Gu Yun chuckled and asked.
"Do you want to hear the truth?"
Chen Xuan tilted his head and looked at him with a half-smile.
"Of course!"
"I was just pondering what Brother Guâs motive for inviting me today is. Itâs not just as simple as this, right?"
Gu Yun was slightly taken aback, not expecting him to be so direct.
"Bang!"
Just then, Gu Pengyou struck Gu Huan flying with a palm, making him fall heavily to the ground.
"Pengyou still has the upper hand!"
"I concede, older brother!"
The contest for places in the burial grounds ended.
At this moment, Gu Yun came back to his senses, pointing to Gu Pengyou standing on the martial field, and asked, "What do you think of Pengyou?"