War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

“I only just achieved a breakthrough about 100 years ago as well,” Lan Xi Lin said with a smile. At the same time, a hint of nervousness could be seen in his eyes when he glanced at Ye Bei Yuan from the corners of his eyes. He was cursing Ye Bei Yuan inwardly for involving Zhen Ping Fan in such a trivial matter. He would have let Ye Bei Yuan’s disciple go if he knew that Ye Bei Yuan was acquainted with Zhen Ping Fang. After all, even his great-grandfather was courteous to Zhen Ping Fan. Zhen Ping Fan was not only strong, but his elder was one of the few Ascension Elders in the Pure Yang Sect, an intermediate Emperor of Gods.

Zhen Ping Fan nodded with a smile.

At this time, Liu Hui, the skinny old man standing behind Lan Xi Lin, bowed and greeted Zhen Ping Fan as well. “Greetings, Junior Granduncle.”

Zhen Ping Fang responded indifferently to Liu Hui, but Liu Hui did not take it to heart. After all, his status in the Pure Yang Sect was even lower than that of Qin Wu Yang, who was standing behind Zhen Ping Fan. After a moment, he turned to greet Qin Wu Yang. “Greetings, Senior Brother Qin.”

“It’s been a while since we last met Junior Brother Liu Hui,” Qin Wu Yang replied with a smile. Although Liu Hui was of humble origins, he was still a Spirit Void Elder. It would not do for him to be rude to Liu Hui.

“Old Ancestor Zhen, Junior Uncle Qin, what brings you here? How can I help you?” Lan Xi Lin asked with a smile on his face.

“Little Yang, tell him,” Zhen Ping Fan said lazily.

Qin Wu Yang stepped forward and stood next to Ye Bei Yuan before he said, “Let me introduce you to someone first.” Then, he looked at Duan Ling Tian and said loudly, “This is Duan Ling Tian. He’s a prodigy from the Flying Dragon Sect. Your Old Ancestor and I traveled for more than 1,000 miles to invite him back to our sect. I believe you must’ve heard of him.”

Lam Xi Lin’s eyes narrowed when he looked at Duan Ling Tian while Liu Hui’s expression turned grim.

“Duan Ling Tian, this is my junior nephew, Lan Xi Lin, and this is my junior brother, Liu Hui,” Qin Wu Yang said. At the same time, he added through Voice Transmission, “Duan Ling Tian, Liu Hui is of humble origins. He managed to come this far because of my senior granduncle. After Xi Lin was born, my senior granduncle sent Liu Hui, who was serving by his side, to protect and guide Xi Lin. Hence, Liu Hui is like Xi Lin’s shadow.”

Duan Ling Tian nodded imperceptibly before he greeted the duo with a smile. “Greetings.”

Since Duan Ling Tian had yet to formally join the Pure Yang Sect, he did not have to address the duo formally. He only cupped his fists together at them out of courtesy.

“Duan Ling Tian, I’ve heard about you for some time now,” Lan Xi Lin said with a smile.

“Your name precedes you,” Liu Hui chimed in with a nod. Unlike Lan Xi Lin, his attitude toward Duan Ling Tian was very indifferent.

Clearly, if it were not for Zhen Ping Fan’s presence, Liu Hui definitely ignored Duan Ling Tian.

After exchanging greetings, Qin Wu Yang looked at Ye Bei Yuan before he said, “Valley Master Ye of the Glorious Heaven Sect had saved Duan Ling Tian’s life in the past. Coincidentally, we ran into him earlier and heard about the slight misunderstanding you have with Valley Master Ye. Hence, Junior Granduncle Zhen decided to intercede on Duan Ling Tian’s behalf.” Then, he looked at Lan Xi Lin meaningfully and asked, “Junior Nephew Xi Lin, surely you won’t make things difficult, right?”

“Of course not, of course not!” Lan Xi Lin said, “If I had known that Valley Master Ye had such a connection to Duan Ling Tian, I wouldn’t have made a fuss. After all, Duan Ling Tian is a prodigy that our Pure Yang Sect was eager to recruit. Valley Master Ye, it’s all just a misunderstanding.”

Lan Xi Lin smiled at Ye Bei Yuan. His attitude had made a 180-degree change.

Ye Bei Yuan had lived for a long time and was very familiar with the cruel reality of the world. How could he not know the world they lived in was one where the strong were revered? Lan Xi Lin was only being cooperative because of Zhen Ping Fan. After all, Zhen Ping Fan was not just a Nirvanic Elder, but Zhen Ping Fan was also the junior brother of Lan Xi Lin’s great-grandfather. Zhen Ping Fan was an elder three generations before Lan Xi Lin.

Lan Xi Lin turned to Liu Hui and gestured at him as he said, “Junior Uncle Liu Hui, bring Brother Zuo over to reunite with Valley Master Ye.”

After excusing himself, Liu Hui quickly left.

Lan Xi Lin smiled at Ye Bei Yuan and Duan Ling Tian as he said, “Duan Ling Tian, Valley Master Ye, it was a misunderstanding. If I knew Valley Master Ye was your savior, I would never compete with Brother Zuo over that item. It’s all a misunderstanding,” Lan Xi Lin said again.

Duan Ling Tian smiled faintly upon hearing Lan Xi Lin’s words.

Although Ye Bei Yuan was still angry at Lan Xi Lin, he knew he could not push his luck. Moreover, who knew if Lan Xi Lin would seek revenge in the future? It was not entirely impossible for Lan Xi Lin to assassinate him and his disciple after this matter had blown over.

After a while, Lan Xi Lin said, “He’s here.”

Liu Hui appeared with a tall and burly young man.

The young man did not seem to be injured, but his face was abnormally pale. His robe looked clean as well. Clearly, they had just changed his robe. However, even Duan Ling Tian, who had the weakest cultivation base among everyone present, could sense his weak aura.

The young man kneeled in front of Ye Bei Yuan and called out, “Master.”

Ye Bei Yuan quickly helped the young man to his feet. Then, he said with a hint of reproach, “Quickly apologize to Young Master Xi Lin. You’ve offended him after all.”

The young man inhaled deeply. His eyes were filled with reluctance when he looked at Lan Xi Lin, but he still said, “Forgive me, Young Master Xi Lin. I, Zuo Zhong Tang, apologize for offending you.”

“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it,” Lan Xi Lin said with a smile as he waved his hand, “If anything, you should thank Duan Ling Tian.”

Although Lan Xi Lin’s words and actions were very friendly, Zhen Ping Fan noticed the coldness in the depths of Lan Xi Lin’s eyes. Nonetheless, he did not say anything. After all, Lan Xi Lin was very cooperative. It would be too much to expect Lan Xi Lin not to feel dissatisfied at all.

Duan Ling Tian smiled and said, “You should thank Senior Ye. After all, if he didn’t help on the Realm Battlefield, I wouldn’t have been acquainted with him at all.”

Zuo Zhong Tang turned to look at Ye Bei Yuan with a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

Ye Bei Yuan said to Duan Ling Tian, “Ling Tian, you’ve just arrived at the Pure Yang Sect so I’m sure you still have many matters to attend to. I won’t bother you any longer, and I should take my leave now with my useless disciple. Please visit the Glorious Heaven Sect when you have the time. If there’s anything I can help you with, please don’t hesitate to contact me. I’ll do my best to help you.”

After exchanging Soul Pearls with Duan Ling Tian and bidding farewell to the others, Ye Bei Yuan quickly brought Zuo Zhong Tang away.

Duan Ling Tian smiled as he watched Ye Bei Yuan leave. Now that he had Ye Bei Yuan’s Soul Pearl, he would be able to keep in contact with Ye Bei Yuan.

After Ye Bei Yuan and Zuo Zhong Tang left, Lan Xi Lin said amiably, “Brother Ling Tian, since you just arrived, why don’t you stay in my cultivation ground?”

Before Duan Ling Tian could respond, Qin Wu Yang said, “Junior Nephew Xi Lin, before leaving the Pure Yang Sect, we’ve already prepared a cultivation ground for Duan Ling Tian on our floating island. In any case, thank you for your kind offer.”

A hint of warning flashed in Qin Wu Yang’s eyes as he looked at Lan Xi Lin.

“What a pity,” Lan Xi Lin said with a sigh. Then, he said, “Brother Ling Tian, I’m sure you have a lot of questions about the Pure Yang Sect. Feel free to ask me if there’s anything you don’t understand.”

Then, at the end of his words, Lan Xi Lin brought out his Soul Pearl to exchange with Duan Ling Tian.