Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

39: Chapter 039: Miss of the Cangqiong Sect!

39: Chapter 039: Miss of the Cangqiong Sect!

Nine Immortals Mountain, Liuxian Main Peak, inside the Great Heroic Treasure Hall.

At this moment, on the hall, aside from the elders and stewards, almost all of the True Disciples and Inner Sect Disciples of the Main Peak had gathered.

Qi Condensation Peak and Magnetic Condensation Experts were aplenty, and there were even geniuses who had reached the Late Stage of Pulse Condensation.

Sect Leader Lin Canglang sat on the throne of the hall with a hint of surprise on his face, mixed with some unease.

Just a short time ago, a message had been passed back by the Mountain Guarding Disciples, the Cangqiong Sect’s Miss Yue Yunlan of the great National Guardian Upper Sect from the Sky White Empire, had suddenly decided to visit the Asking Immortal Sect!

The Asking Immortal Sect was only a modestly famous sect within the Northern Seven Counties of the Sky White Empire, while the Cangqiong Sect was the Empire’s National Guardian Divine Sect.

The disparity in their statuses was like the difference between the clouds and the mire.

Lin Canglang really couldn’t fathom what reason the esteemed Miss of the Cangqiong Sect had to make a trip to the Asking Immortal Sect.

“Miss Yue’s visit to our Asking Immortal Sect requires your utmost care in arranging all matters; we must not slight Miss Yue in any way,” Lin Canglang said sternly as his gaze swept over the disciples in the hall.

“You all should know what status the Cangqiong Sect holds; a mere wave of hand from the leader of the Cangqiong Sect can send a million of the Empire’s troops to our doorstep in the blink of an eye, and our Asking Immortal Sect would be wiped out in an instant!”

The elders and disciples in the hall all had grave expressions, realizing the truth in the Sect Leader’s words.

The National Guardian Divine Sect could mobilize the Divine Guard Camp, formed entirely of martial artists at the high levels of the Qi Condensation Realm and above.

Any expert within the Divine Guard Camp could easily overpower even the leader of Asking Immortal Sect with a wave of their hand, leaving no room for resistance.

“This visit from Miss Yue might just be the opportunity for our Asking Immortal Sect to move up a rank.

If any of you can join branches with Miss Yue, that will be your own ability!”

Miss Yue Yunlan of the Cangqiong Sect was just eighteen, at the prime of her youth.

As the saying goes, what young girl doesn’t harbor thoughts of romance?

If an Asking Immortal Sect disciple could catch the favor of Yue Yunlan, by then it would be a case of “the student brings glory to the master,” and the Asking Immortal Sect could become in-laws with the Cangqiong Sect, earning them a high degree of respect within the Sky White Empire.

Indeed, those disciples up in the hall who thought themselves somewhat handsome and suave all showed their eagerness, rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

Not to mention that Yue Yunlan was a beauty as breathtaking as a nation’s essence, even if she were unspeakably ugly, it would no longer matter given her status as Miss of the Cangqiong Sect.

“As I see it, Miss Yue’s visit this time must certainly be to seek out our Brother Yun!”

“Yes, exactly.

A year ago, when we and Brother Yun went to Red Flame Ridge to slay that Sky Swallowing Python, we had already met Miss Yue once.

At that time, Brother Yun even fought alongside Miss Yue, so maybe she’s been unable to forget about Brother Yun, and that’s why she has come to our Asking Immortal Sect.”

“Absolutely right, Brother Yun is one of the top geniuses in our Asking Immortal Sect, and on top of that, he is strikingly handsome and stylish.

Miss Yue must have taken a fancy to him.”

Several disciples who had followed Yun Zheng to Red Flame Ridge remembered the incident, nodded one by one, and looked at Brother Yun with flattering expressions, as if Yun Zheng truly had become the fortunate son-in-law of the Cangqiong Sect.

Brother Yun was wearing an all-white outfit, his face like carved jade, his eyes like stars—indeed, elegant and extraordinary!

Yun Zheng held a folded fan in his hand, playing with it in a carefree manner.

Hearing these flattering words, he waved his hand and smiled faintly, “You jest, junior brothers.

Where do I have such ability to win Miss Yue’s favor?”

Although his heart was secretly pleased to hear these fawning words, he also had a sense of self-awareness.

Back at Red Flame Ridge, when facing the Sky Swallowing Python, it was purely by chance that Yue Yunlan passed by and saved his life.

However, he still had some confidence in his own appearance; with his looks, he had bewitched many a female disciple in Asking Immortal Sect, enchanting their divine souls.

If Miss Yue Yunlan truly couldn’t forget about him, there might indeed be a slight possibility.

What a tremendous opportunity this could be!

Being able to climb the high branches of the Yue Yunlan, one’s later life was destined to soar upward and to traverse thousands of miles on the wind!

Thinking of this, Yun Zheng’s mouth curled into a smile as he said quietly, “But since my junior brothers hold me, Yun Zheng, in such high regard, then let me, Yun Zheng, personally receive Miss Yue.”

From the Sect Leader’s throne, Lin Canglang’s eyes flashed with a sliver of sharpness as he stepped down from the throne and patted Yun Zheng on the shoulder, “Zheng’er, is this really happening?”

Yun Zheng was Lin Canglang’s second True Disciple, and although he usually treated True Disciples quite amicably, he had never been so affectionate.

Yun Zheng wore a smug smile on his face, his heart secretly thrilled: If I marry Miss Yue, how could the Sect Leader and Master not come to curry favor with me?

Hahaha!

“Yes, Master,” Yun Zheng smiled and said, “When I met Miss Yue previously, I did mention that I was a disciple of the Asking Immortal Sect.” Yun Zheng laughed, “But with Miss Yue’s noble status, how could she take a liking to a disciple like me?

Most likely, she just remembered me as a friend and decided to stop by to take a look at our Asking Immortal Sect while passing nearby.”

“Even if you can become friends with Miss Yue, that would be good fortune for you,” Lin Canglang lightly smiled.

“Zheng’er, go ahead and host Miss Yue properly.

Don’t be negligent in the slightest.”

“Yes, Master!”

…

Meanwhile, Ling Feng was walking back to the Asking Immortal Sect along the mountain path when he suddenly found that outside the mountain gate, flags fluttered and lanterns festooned the place; the whole sect, from top to bottom, seemed to be in a celebratory mood.

Ling Feng was inwardly curious, “Is today some special day for the Asking Immortal Sect?

Or has some VIP come to visit the Asking Immortal Sect?”

After pondering, Ling Feng shrugged slightly, unconcerned.

Whatever it was, it had little to do with him.

Even though on the surface he had become Lin Canglang’s undercover agent planted alongside Duanmu Qingshan, internally he was “in the Cao camp but loyal to Han,” indifferent to the affairs of the Asking Immortal Sect.

The trip to the Great Wilderness Mountain Range for experience had been extremely rewarding, and in just five or six days, he had made a breakthrough directly to the Seventh Stage of Qi Condensation!

“I better return to Little Bamboo Peak first,” Ling Feng thought, having obtained two treasures from Li Changqing.

A pouch of Crystal Stones and a secret manual for the “Carefree Sword Step.” He was unfamiliar with the Crystal Stones, so he was eager to return to ask Duanmu Qingshan about them.

With Duanmu Qingshan’s breadth of knowledge, he would surely recognize the items.

As he was walking, two Outer Disciples from the Asking Immortal Sect rushed out, drew their Long Swords, and stood guard ahead, yelling fiercely, “Who goes there, daring to trespass into the Asking Immortal Sect!”

It was only then that Ling Feng remembered he was wearing animal skins; his entire outfit made him look like a hunter from the mountains, nothing like a disciple of the Asking Immortal Sect.

“I’m an Inner Sect Disciple, Ling Feng.

Let me pass!” Ling Feng said coolly.

“An Inner Sect Disciple?

Haha, what a joke.

Where are your disciple’s garments?

Your Identity Token?” The disciple on the left glared at Ling Feng and shouted, “Starting today is a great celebration for our Asking Immortal Sect.

I advise you not to make trouble, or else we will not hesitate to kill you!”

Ling Feng frowned slightly, finding that while the Sect Leader was easy to deal with, these small fry were proving difficult to handle.