Chapter 80: Chapter 74: After the banquet, Ten Thousand Swords Sect blocks the way! _1

"So, old man, what did you see?"

Chen Chang’an asked, his face sporting a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

"Nothing... nothing at all,"

"Kid, I didn’t see anything."

The White Half-Immortal immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, his gaze towards Chen Chang’an now tinged with a hint of fear.

However, after observing for a few seconds and finding that Chen Chang’an had no intention of hurting him, he gradually let out a sigh of relief.

"Kid, people of the Wuxiang realm do not deceive each other."

"Can you tell me who you really are?"

After breathing a large sigh of relief, the White Half-Immortal carefully relayed his question to Chen Chang’an.

He originally didn’t want to ask, but,

Every time he thought of the divine demons he saw in the sky, and the figure sitting on his throne all alone looking down at the world, his legs couldn’t help but tremble.

If he doesn’t clarify this question, he probably won’t have peace for the rest of his life!

"Sure."

"But are you sure you really want to know?"

"No, I don’t want to know." The White Half-Immortal shook his head again.

Even though if he doesn’t clarify this matter, he would not find peace for half his life.

However, in this world, there are some things better left unknown.

"Old man, shall we meet next time?" Chen Chang’an asked.

"Meet next time?"

The White Half-Immortal shook his head:

"No, no more meetings, we won’t meet again."

With that, the White Half-Immortal walked off into the distance.

He truly didn’t dare to stay by Chen Chang’an’s side any longer, this demon!

Seeing the White Half-Immortal leaving, Chen Chang’an didn’t mind and continued to sit in his seat enjoying his tea.

Hum~!

After an unknown amount of time passed, suddenly a humming sound came from the sky.

Following that, thousands of rays of light drifted out from the horizon.

Within the cover of these thousands of rays, the silhouettes of several figures could faintly be seen.

"Elder ones, our ancestor is about to arrive."

"I kindly ask the elder ones to return to their previously arranged seats."

"The sermon on Dao will soon begin."

Following that, a clear and refreshing female voice echoed from the sky.

It was the voice of Qin Miaoyi.

At the reminder of Qin Miaoyi, everyone in the square gradually ended their gathering and returned to the positions assigned to their respective sects.

"Junior brother, nothing happened, right?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

With the end of the gathering, people like Xuan Qingzi also rushed back.

Upon his return, Xuan Qingzi immediately asked Chen Chang’an.

"Nothing happened." Chen Chang’an replied.

Not long after, a figure appeared in the sky.

An old voice resounded from the sky.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, I will now start my sermon."

It was the arrival of Elder Yuan Qingxiang.

Her voice was incredibly gentle, every place her voice touched was filled with abundant vitality.

When Elder Yuan transformations to spring whenever she travels.

Immediately after, it’s time for Yuan Qingxiang’s sermon.

"Easy has Tai Chi, producing two instruments, look at me particularly still, energy should follow since..."

"Therefore, with a valley-like emptiness, the spirit platform is seclusive..."

Not long after, an immense voice reverberated in the sky above the square, clearly heard by everyone’s ears.

And everyone beneath didn’t disappoint their expectations, upon hearing Elder Yuan’s sermon, they instantly sat down cross-legged, carefully meditating.

Every Elder’s cultivation guidance is an immense opportunity for everyone.

They didn’t want to miss it.

Only Chen Chang’an, who had no reactions throughout.

"Alright, this sermon will end here."

"I, on behalf of Tianxiang Pavilion, would like to thank all the Dao friends for coming."

About two or three hours later, the sound of the sermon finally ceased.

Elder Yuan Qingxiang glanced at the crowd below, still in the midst of realization, thanked everyone and then left.

However, her gaze paused momentarily on Chen Chang’an as she was leaving.

Among the thousands of people present, only this one man seemed to have had no reaction to her sermon at all.

This really was unusual.

However, Yuan Qingxiang didn’t think too much of it.

There are up to three thousand paths in the world.

Not everyone can resonate with her Dao, that’s unrealistic.

However, she seemed to feel a strange sensation every time her gaze fell upon that scholar.

She always felt a palpitation.

"Miaoyi, do you know that man?"

After thinking for a while, Elder Yuan Qingxiang asked Qin Miaoyi who was standing next to her.

"I do, Elder. That is Mr. Chen Chang’an from the Tian Shui domain."

"To be honest, Elder, when I was sent to receive the esteemed guests earlier, it was Mr. Chen that I was attending to."

Qin Miaoyi answered.

"He is the Chen Chang’an from Tian Shui?"

Elder Yuan Qingxiang froze upon hearing this.

Then, it seemed as if she thought of something, she suddenly turned to Qin Miaoyi and said:

"Miaoyi, treat guests with due respect."

"Since Mr. Chen has come to our Tianxiang Pavilion, you must take good care of him and not be negligent."

"Yes, Elder." Qin Miaoyi immediately nodded in agreement.

Elder Yuan Qingxiang left.

It was a while after she left before those in the square started waking up from their state of realization.

Everyone who woke up had a look of joy on their faces, apparently having gained something.

People like Xuan Qingzi also breathed a sigh of relief with smiles on their faces after waking up.

In contrast, the junior disciples like Mao Ruxue didn’t gain much.