Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

I originally intended to interact with you all in a more peaceful manner, but what I got in return was your attempt to use the prestige of your backing sect to pressure others.

Then don’t blame me for not giving you any face.

Chen Yan withdrew his gaze, and the immense pressure of true qi pressing down on the old man suddenly lightened.

Yet, he still knelt on the ground, his eyes vacant, unmoving.

Because the old man had not yet snapped out of the shock from moments before, and even if he did, he wouldn’t dare to stand up.

Why?

How could such a person suddenly appear?

In the hall, besides these two Qi Sea Realm death warriors of the Xuan Sheng Sect leader He Chengjie, and the Setting Sun Sword Manor Lord Zhao Zheng, there were also several Setting Sun Sword Manor elders standing to the side, along with Shi Mingxu and He Qingling.

At this moment, everyone’s gaze was fixed on Chen Yan, clad in his gray daoist robes.

With just a single glance, he could force a Qi Sea Realm cultivator to kneel without any ability to resist.

Even a Spirit Connection Realm great power couldn’t accomplish such a thing.

Could it be the Myriad Transformations Realm, or perhaps even…

As for higher cultivation levels, they didn’t even dare to think about it.

The Setting Sun Sword Manor elders speculated in their hearts, but compared to the true identity of this young cultivator in gray daoist robes, they were more concerned about their own situation and safety.

After all, no one knew what this great senior, who could make a lofty Qi Sea Realm cultivator kneel with just a glance, actually wanted to do.

Everything happened too fast.

From the tragic death of the Setting Sun Sword Manor’s Manager Elder Han Qianfeng, to the two Qi Sea Realm cultivators who had infiltrated the manor at some unknown time simultaneously attacking Lord Zhao, to the young cultivator originally thought to be here to learn swordsmanship turning out to be a great senior of the Sixth Realm or above…

As for Shi Mingxu and He Qingling standing in the hall, they wore expressions of utter bewilderment.

The events of today were simply too overwhelming for these two young people, whose ages weren’t even twenty.

Chen Yan slowly walked to the main seat in the center of the Sword Manor’s main hall, then lazily leaned back into the chair, propping the Mystic Steel Sword beside him before crossing his legs.

“People of the Xuan Sheng Sect.”

He cast his gaze towards the two Qi Sea Realm elders, then shifted his gaze to He Xiyao standing in the hall.

“You said your name is He Xiyao. Is that your real name?”

Chen Yan asked.

“…It’s a pseudonym, Senior.”

He Qingling replied.

“Why use this pseudonym?”

Chen Yan inquired curiously.

“Although this junior hails from the Western Region’s Xuan Sheng Sect, since childhood I have held great admiration for the Kongshan Sect. Therefore, the reason I adopted the pseudonym ‘He Xiyao’ was precisely to pay respects to the Kongshan Sect’s Qingchan Peak’s Chu Xiyao, Senior Chu.”

He Qingling continued to answer.

Admiration for the Kongshan Sect?

Interesting.

Chen Yan glanced in He Qingling’s direction a couple more times, then shifted his gaze away.

Having once been the chief disciple of Kongyuan Mountain, and also having served as the Sect Leader of the North Pass Sect, Chen Yan had a general understanding of all first-rate and above immortal cultivation sects across the entire Chenping Continent.

He had, of course, heard of the Xuan Sheng Sect.

A top-tier sect in the Western Region of the Chenping Continent, with a rather long history, once even comparable to the Five Great Sects.

Due to the collapse of Heavenly Summit Mountain, the structure of the Chenping Continent’s cultivation world underwent a massive change, leading to its gradual decline over the past sixty thousand plus years.

Nowadays, although its scale is not just a little bit inferior to the Five Great Sects, it still holds significant influence in local regions. Two and a half years ago, when the Great Demon’s Egg in the Fallen Sword Mountain Range was about to hatch, the Xuan Sheng Sect also dispatched one Divine Ability Realm great power and three Unity Realm cultivators.

This was enough to prove the Xuan Sheng Sect’s strength.

This young girl standing in the hall was only in her teens and already had Martial Spring Realm cultivation, which was enough to show her potential.

The Xuan Sheng Sect must value her greatly.

Next, Chen Yan shifted his gaze to the middle-aged looking cultivator.

“You are Zhao Zheng, Lord of the Setting Sun Sword Manor.”

Chen Yan said slowly.

“Replying to Senior, that is indeed this humble one.”

The Setting Sun Sword Manor Lord’s expression remained unchanged as he respectfully bowed in Chen Yan’s direction.

Having once been a Sword Pavilion elder of the Xuan Sheng Sect, he had naturally seen great scenes before, so his demeanor in responding to Chen Yan was still quite proper.

“Senior, this scoundrel is not Zhao Zheng. He is a traitor of our Xuan Sheng Sect. His name is Wei Tai…”

The Qi Sea Realm elder kneeling to the side hurriedly argued.

“Second time.”

Chen Yan glanced towards the elder’s direction once more. Immense pressure instantly bore down on the Qi Sea Realm elder. This time, he wasn’t just kneeling on the ground; his entire body was pressed down, plastered against the green stone bricks of the floor.

“Whether it’s Zhao Zheng or Wei Tai, or the Setting Sun Sword Manor or the Xuan Sheng Sect, all your grudges have nothing to do with me. I came here only to pay a visit to the largest immortal cultivation sect in Jin’an Country, with some matters I wished to ask its leader. That is all.”

Chen Yan said, then rose from the chair, casually taking the Mystic Steel Sword into his hand as he walked towards the hall’s exit.

“Lord Zhao, come with me.”

Chen Yan didn’t look back.

The nearby Zhao Zheng, or rather Wei Tai, seeing this, bowed once more towards Chen Yan’s retreating back, then followed behind him.

As Chen Yan passed by Shi Mingxu, he paused his steps slightly, then spoke:

“If you wish to stand higher and see farther, I’ll point you a path. Take the ferry to the North Pass River Ferry in the Northern Region, go to the North Pass Sect, and find someone named Jiang Liu. Tell him he still owes a little girl three high-grade spirit stones. He’ll naturally understand who sent you.”

Upon hearing this, Shi Mingxu was slightly stunned, then hurriedly bowed:

“Many thanks, Senior!”

Chen Yan paid no heed, merely continuing to walk out of the hall.

Meanwhile, He Qingling, standing beside Shi Mingxu, felt her pupils constrict and her heartbeat skip a beat.

The North Pass Sect!

He Qingling, whose greatest hobby in daily life was listening to the storytellers at the Yulai Pavilion, had certainly heard of this famous North Pass Sect.

Rumors said the North Pass Sect’s leader, Si Chen, was quite fond of making friends. During his eight years leading the North Pass Sect, he had formed close private friendships with many legendary Upper Three Realms great powers across the Chenping Continent.

Even when the incident in the Fallen Sword Mountain Range occurred, he jointly signed and sent letters of petition to the Grand Elders of the Five Great Sects alongside dozens of Upper Three Realms cultivators.

As for the specific content of the petition, opinions varied.

Apart from those Upper Three Realms cultivators who jointly signed the petition with Si Chen, and the few Grand Elders of the Five Great Sects, no one knew what was actually written in the letters.

Then, just two and a half years ago, not long after Ascending to Immortality returned to the world, the North Pass Sect’s leader Si Chen and his sister Si Youyou disappeared, with no one knowing where these two had gone.

Now, the North Pass Sect, supported by Si Chen’s many Upper Three Realms friends from the past, still stands tall in the Northern Region of the Chenping Continent, thriving and prosperous.