Chapter 158: Chapter 109: The Advent of the Primordial Lord_3

What was even more shocking was that the surface of the Heavenly Shield Stone developed tiny cracks, something unprecedented in previous tests.

Ye Shiyu, who was busy attending to guests, also wore a look of astonishment on her face. It indicated that this person already had the power to completely destroy the Heavenly Shield Stone.

What is his background? How does he possess such cultivation at such a young age?

Despite his surprise, Ye Shiyu dutifully activated the True Heart Test function, which relied on the Mountain Protection Array.

A flash of red light appeared on the archway, and Chu Xuan, who had been gazing forward, calmly closed his eyes.

In the ensuing moments, his expression remained unchanged.

Seeing this, Ye Shiyu nodded quietly to herself—he’s a talent. Perhaps later, a disciple could inquire about his origins and report back to Lady Baihua.

"Passed."

As Ye Shiyu’s words fell, Chu Xuan opened his eyes indifferently.

The surrounding crowd, witnessing this scene, burst into exclamations of praise.

Especially those cultivators who had watched for a long time and finally saw someone pass the strength test; they praised Chu Xuan incessantly, thinking this checkpoint was merely for show.

Zhao Daniu, glowing with pride, boasted repeatedly to those around him, "Did you see that? That’s my brother, my sworn brother, we’ve shared life and death..."

Du Liangyou’s face naturally darkened, and his fair-weather friends wilted, even fearing retaliation and were contemplating fleeing early.

The woman in yellow robes looked at Chu Xuan with a hint of admiration.

Ignoring Du Liangyou’s expression, she headed straight for the mountain gate, intending to befriend the young hero and enter the valley together.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a large group of cultivators flew out from Wuyou Valley, led again by Lady Baihua, though this time in half the previous numbers.

This surprised the crowd—another distinguished guest?

No, upon closer observation, they realized Lady Baihua was trailing behind a lovely little girl in a white dress.

The guests following seemed curious, wanting to see why the little girl mysteriously ran out.

On Chu Xuan’s side, as he regained his senses, he thought: It’s her indeed, in the illusion.

Yet Chu Xuan felt no spiritual flaws from this, easily passing the True Heart Test.

He was about to step into the valley when he unexpectedly saw a cute little girl, about seven or eight, flying straight towards him.

She wore a white dress, her hair styled in two bun-like pigtails, her round face innocent and cute, with big eyes that sparkled with naïve purity.

Behind her was a large group following, especially women, with Gu Haitang and Qingqing mixed in. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

When Lady Baihua saw Chu Xuan, she too appeared surprised, then seemed to understand—no wonder she suddenly ran out; it seemed this was at Yuanjun’s behest...

The little girl dashed into Chu Xuan’s arms, embraced fully.

Chu Xuan initially felt puzzled until she affectionately rubbed his face, saying in a cute voice, "It’s me~"

Chu Xuan then suddenly realized, a slight indulgent smile on his face as he touched her head, "You’ve already transformed, progressing so quickly."

The guests were extremely surprised—who was this person? Why was Yuanjun’s spiritual pet so close to him?

Indeed, this little girl was the snow sable that Primordial Monarch Taixu held in her arms.

Earlier, everyone had gathered as Yuanjun arrived at the banquet venue, but since Lady Baihua’s feast hadn’t officially started, Yuanjun went to rest, casually entrusting her spiritual pet to Lady Baihua.

Outsiders were learning for the first time that Primordial Monarch Taixu kept a snow sable as her spiritual pet.

Upon seeing this, they flocked around Lady Baihua; some wanted to get closer, others simply found the sable adorable, eager to touch it.

Unexpectedly, just now, the snow sable seemed restless, jumping out from Lady Baihua’s arms, taking human form, and running straight away without a word.

Everyone felt bewildered but also worried she’d get lost, and hence followed in droves.

Outside the valley, the crowd watching saw the girl in white fly out from the valley and embrace Chu Xuan, equally surprised.

That little girl seemed important; a whole group had come for her—who was she?

At this moment, Zhao Daniu speculated, "To draw such a crowd, it must be Primordial Monarch Taixu or someone related to her—could this girl be the sable Yuanjun was holding?"

Everyone was shocked by his words—this speculation was reasonable. But then, who was this cultivator named Chu to have ties with Yuanjun?

Curious eyes converged on Chu Xuan—he had no time to attend to them, concernedly saying to the little snow sable:

"How could you be so reckless? If your master knew you came to me before so many people, she’d certainly be angry."

"Alright, you head back first. When there’s a chance later, we’ll catch up properly."

After speaking, Chu Xuan intended to set the girl down, but little Snow shook her head, holding him tightly.

At this moment, Lady Baihua walked over with a smile, "Chu, nephew, do you still recognize me?"

Chu Xuan, holding little Snow, nodded, "Of course I do. It’s been years. Senior’s elegance surpasses the past."

Lady Baihua’s smile grew brighter, "Nephew, you’re too kind."

She thought to herself: So he hasn’t fallen out of favor? Perhaps it’s just a quarrel between master and disciple. No matter, seeing Yuanjun’s pet’s attitude, it’s likely just a lover’s spat.

No, no, better to say "there’s no overnight feud between master and disciple," and later I’ll mediate between them.