Chapter 838 - 398: Jiang Yunxian’s Past! One of the Top Five in the World (Part 2)

Chapter 838: Chapter 398: Jiang Yunxian’s Past! One of the Top Five in the World (Part 2)

"Ye Beichen, since you see things so clearly, why have you not forgotten Li Linglong all these years?" Jiang Yunxian chuckled.

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan choked and coughed involuntarily.

Almost simultaneously, Ye Beichen glanced in his direction, intentionally or unintentionally.

"So young, how can you be so frail?" Cang Qingtian’s cold voice rang out again.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Fang Changle turned his head and mouthed a question to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan kept his head down, silent, knowing he couldn’t tell Fang Changle that Li Linglong was his mother!

"Why are you suddenly quiet? Weren’t you just quite talkative?" Jiang Yunxian turned his head and chuckled.

"I remember back then, at the Dan Yuan Dharma Assembly, disciples from various Daoist sects gathered at Zhenwu Mountain, studying cultivation for over half a year..."

"At that time, Li Linglong couldn’t shake off two people around her, one was you, and the other was Cui Hanyi from Qingcheng Mountain."

As she spoke, Jiang Yunxian’s smile grew broader.

However, upon hearing that name, Ye Beichen’s expression remained unchanged, but his gaze gradually turned icy, even showing a hint of disgust.

"Back then, we were young, called it the Initial Movement of a love tribulation, yet after all these years, you’ve achieved the rank of Celestial Master, why can’t you forget?" Jiang Yunxian teased.

"Is Li Linglong really that good?" Jiang Yunxian’s smile deepened.

"She’s married now, and her child is..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Fan couldn’t help but cough again.

"Young man..." Cang Qingtian couldn’t help himself either.

"Yunxian, you shouldn’t have been on this flight."

Ye Beichen didn’t want to dwell on this topic, suddenly changing the subject.

"Why can’t I?" Jiang Yunxian responded calmly.

"You’re no longer a person of Zhenwu Mountain, the disciple ceremony of Transcendent Zhenren has nothing to do with you." Ye Beichen said coldly.

Jiang Yunxian paused for a moment in silence: "Indeed, I am no longer of Zhenwu Mountain, but my master..."

His words halted, and a look of reverence surfaced in Jiang Yunxian’s eyes.

"Jiang Yunxian, have you forgotten your identity? You are now the Lord of the Profound Palace, and just by showing your face, you’re walking right into a trap."

Cang Qingtian’s heavy voice suddenly boomed, exuding thunderous awe.

This Old Ape trained on Laojun Mountain as a Profound Cultivator, living for over three hundred years, having seen everything. At this moment, displaying his awe, he feared nothing.

From his standpoint, all Wuwei Sect demons should be exterminated.

"Elder Ape, are you planning to make a move here?" Jiang Yunxian asked calmly.

"With your current identity, killing you, I suppose Chu Chaoran wouldn’t say anything." Cang Qingtian responded coldly.

As he spoke, he turned to Ye Beichen: "Ye, you and Mao Xiaoyun let the Lord of the Red Palace escape recently..."

"Taking down this Lord of the Profound Palace now wouldn’t be a loss."

These words made Zhang Fan and Fang Changle, sitting in the front, deeply terrified. What fearsome chaos it would be if the three Celestial Masters made a move on this plane. Zhang Fan had personally experienced it not long ago.

"Damn, I’m never flying again." Zhang Fan’s mind was almost roaring.

"The struggle between traditions has always been drenched in blood."

After a long deliberation, Ye Beichen finally spoke. Having known Jiang Yunxian since youth, they had personal ties, but once tradition came into play, personal grievances had to bow out.

"Interesting." Jiang Yunxian laughed.

"Beichen, I admire your decisiveness and ruthlessness, but you need to understand the situation clearly."

"Do you two really think you can keep me here by teaming up?"

"Yun’Er, you may try." Cang Qingtian said solemnly.

"Fine, even if you two join forces and manage to keep me here, what if I’m not alone?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Beichen’s eyebrows twitched, and there was a terrifying gleam in Cang Qingtian’s eyes.

In an instant, Zhang Fan felt two powerful forces spreading across the cabin, seemingly searching for something.

"Celestial Master’s might!"

At this moment, the narrow cabin seemed like a pool of lake water, with the thoughts of the two Celestial Masters like endless lake water, overseeing anything in its presence.

"No need to waste effort, even you cannot detect his presence."

A faint smile played on Jiang Yunxian’s beautiful face, her words astonishing but undeniable.

For a presence undetectable even by two Celestial Masters!?

"Yun’Er, are you bluffing?" Cang Qingtian sneered.

With his and Ye Beichen’s capabilities, such an imperceptible presence was countable on one hand worldwide.

"Elder Ape? You don’t believe it?" Jiang Yunxian smiled.

Buzz...

Almost at the same moment, as if to verify Cang Qingtian’s suspicion, a slight ripple emerged from a corner of the cabin, like a stone cast into a lake, immediately causing ripples upon ripples.

Soon, those ripples spread out, stirring the infinite tides into tumult.

Furious waves surged, muddy waves swept, and the fluctuations formed by the two Celestial Masters vanished instantly.

"This..."

At this moment, deep shock was apparent in the eyes of Zhang Fan and Fang Changle, realizing there was a hidden master aboard this plane, one more formidable than Jiang Yunxian, Ye Beichen, or Cang Qingtian.

This master could suppress the aura of two Celestial Masters in an instant, remaining undetected.

Such a terrifying powerhouse surely ranked among the world’s top five.

"How audacious you are!"

Ye Beichen withdrew the fierceness in his eyes, gazing meaningfully at Jiang Yunxian.

"Beichen, we’re merely here to witness the ceremony, we won’t do anything." Jiang Yunxian said calmly.

At the disciple ceremony of Transcendent Zhenren, no one could stir up trouble, nor would anyone harbor ulterior motives. Her trip was merely to witness, to see her mentor’s benevolence spreading, to see the incense and candle inheritance of Zhenwu Mountain.

That’s all there is!

"So, I hope this journey will be peaceful." Jiang Yunxian smiled lightly and slowly closed her eyes.

"I’ll take a nap."

Cang Qingtian and Ye Beichen exchanged glances, furrowing their brows in silence.

This journey seemed both peaceful and oppressive.

Two hours later, the plane finally landed at the Jiangbei Province Shiyan City Airport.

"Beichen, Elder Ape, want to travel together?"

Jiang Yunxian retrieved his luggage and looked back at the two old acquaintances.

Cang Qingtian’s expression was frighteningly grim, but Ye Beichen remained silent.

"Then I’ll go ahead."

Jiang Yunxian smiled lightly, turned away, leaving without ever looking at Zhang Fan, as if she didn’t recognize him.

Ye Beichen, Cang Qingtian watched the departing figure, stood up, and followed.

"Phew, finally gone."

Just then, Fang Changle let out a long sigh and slumped into his seat.

Facing three Celestial Master-level experts, an ordinary person wouldn’t feel pressured, but for him, as a Maoshan inheritor, the pressure was immense.

By now, his clothing was soaked with sweat.

"Let’s go too."

The plane passengers had mostly disembarked. Zhang Fan stood at his seat, looking back.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Changle asked, seeming to guess Zhang Fan’s thoughts.

"We can’t detect a master of such level, perhaps he’s already gotten off."

"True."

Zhang Fan nodded, picking up his luggage.

"Let’s go."

Upon arrival, Zhang Fan had already received a message from Li Miaoyin, who was waiting outside.

"Your wife came to pick you up?" Fang Changle teased.

"Don’t talk nonsense." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

"Please, make way."

Just then, a soft and slow voice came from behind. Zhang Fan, carrying luggage, instinctively stepped aside.

Soon after, a young man walked past Zhang Fan. His features were handsome and distinct, skin pale as snow, with an extraordinarily lean figure.

As he walked by, the breeze carried a strange scent.

Zhang Fan stood stunned, staring at the retreating figure, feeling that this strange fragrance was familiar.

Back at... the Deserted Mountain, in Jue Miaoguan.

"He’s..."

At that moment, Zhang Fan’s pupils contracted sharply.

"What’s wrong?" Fang Changle noticed something amiss and quickly asked.

"He’s..."

"You know him? Who is he?" Fang Changle’s heart skipped a beat, seemed to guess something.

"Mr. Nian!"

Vice Sect Leader of Wuwei Sect, Mr. Nian!!