Several days later, Zhang Yan arrived at Crimson Cloud Island. After inspecting its surroundings, he couldn't help but sigh. In comparison, his own Blessed Land did indeed look extremely dangerous.
Not to mention that the earth veins on this island were gentle, rich but not spicy, and that it was a rare True Palace Qi Palace, the scenery on this island was one of a kind. There were countless waterfalls and flowing springs, and there was a huge red rock lying in the middle of the island, reflecting the light, making all the spring water look like lava.
Moreover, every time the rosy clouds in the sky gathered, from afar, it would appear as if the sky was on fire, and the rosy clouds connected together. It was breathtaking.
Moreover, this island had been managed by the Wang Clan for a hundred years. All the roads were made of white jade. There were palaces, pavilions, and waterside pavilions everywhere. They had even spent a lot of effort to build a floating island that showed off their status. There were exotic flowers and plants growing all over it. Just looking at it was beautiful.
According to the strong men on the island, no one was allowed to land on the floating island without Wang Pan's approval. It was said that he had stayed there for one night before fighting Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan's interest was immediately piqued. He specially went to the island to take a look.
It turned out that this wasn't just a residence. There were also many rare herbs planted on the island. No wonder the Wang Clan wanted to redeem it. These things couldn't be given up so easily. However, he didn't care. Although the herbs were good, they weren't ripe yet. There was no benefit in taking them. It was better to exchange them for something more practical.
At the center of the floating island was a well-maintained three-story pavilion. There were many lush green bamboos planted around it. It was obvious that people often swept it. The jade steps were clean without a speck of dust.
After entering the pavilion, he casually flipped through it. The first floor was decorated with gold and jade. At a glance, there was no Spiritual Qi. He wasn't interested and went straight to the second floor. There was a Xuanwen Star Chart hanging there. There was a praying mat in the middle. It was probably a place where people occasionally meditated.
After a few glances, he didn't find anything of value. It wasn't until he walked around the study on the third floor that he found something.
In addition to many miscellaneous geographical records, there were also many books that he felt were of great value, such as the secret method of eroding runes, the handwritten notes of ancient cultivators, and so on. Of course, the one that gained the most was the Scarlet Cloud Core Fire Scroll that Wang Pan used to cultivate.
After flipping a few pages, Zhang Yan tucked the book into his sleeves and thought to himself, "The stone of another mountain can be used to attack jade. The 'Wang Pan' technique also has its merits and is extremely suitable to be practiced in the Golden Wind and Raging Fire. Why don't I take it back and study it carefully? Even if I don't fully comprehend its mysteries, if I meet a similar opponent in the future, I might be able to find a way to restrain him."
After that, he searched around the island and ordered the strong men to move the pills, scrolls, magic treasures, and divine sand back to Spirit Page Island.
However, in order to curry favor with Zhang Yan, the strong men moved the furniture, paintings, and jade away. There were nine flying boats under Wang Pan's name on the island, but it took them an entire day to move all of these things.
In the end, the Scarlet Cloud Island that Zhang Yan returned to the Wang Clan was actually an empty shell. Everything of value had been moved away, but the Wang Clan couldn't say anything because he was doing things according to the rules. Nominally, everything on Scarlet Cloud Island belonged to him. Even if the Wang Clan tore down all the houses they built, they wouldn't be able to find any fault.
Wang Mao hurried back to Crimson Cloud Island after delivering all the pills and magic tools that Zhang Yan needed. He saw that the grass garden on the floating island was still there and there were no signs of damage. He couldn't help but lift his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead and heave a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that Zhang Yan really didn't go too far.
Zhang Yan's harvest this time could be said to be bountiful. Tang Yan and the others had also been picked up by Wang Mao. In a great mood, Zhang Yan arranged for the strong men to stay in the place where they used to live, deactivated all the seals on the island, and went into seclusion.
Pan Chi Island.
Inside the hut, a middle-aged cultivator lay on the bed with his clothes undone. He used a large fan to pat his exposed belly and asked casually, "What's the background of that Zhang Yan?"
This man's name was Feng Shang, Feng Zhen's great uncle. No one knew how powerful he was, but he usually laughed and cursed without any sense of propriety. No one was willing to associate with him, but Feng Zhen knew that this elder was not simple. Feng Shang himself was the son of a concubine, and there was no one to take care of him in the clan. Therefore, whenever he had any questions, he would always ask this man for advice.
In the past few days, Feng Zhen had already investigated Zhang Yan's background. Now, he hurriedly told him everything.
Feng Shang stroked his sparse beard and said, "Back then, the master and his disciple had made an agreement with our aristocratic families. Those who were not disciples of the Lower House could not directly inherit the position of a true disciple. Those who came from our aristocratic families had to first enter the Lower House and train for sixteen years before they could inherit the position. Zhang Yan was an anomaly. His talent was average, but he was able to establish himself in the Lower House and become a true disciple. This man is not simple at all."
In the past, entering the Upper House from the Lower House was the correct path. The other disciples had to rely on referrals to enter the sect. This status was innately one level lower than that of a true disciple. No matter how high one's cultivation was, as long as one wasn't strong enough to suppress a faction, they wouldn't have the right to inherit the position of an Elder or Sect Master. This was why Wang Pan had hoped to become a true disciple back then.
Feng Zhen sighed and said, "I'm worried about this. The more extraordinary Zhang Yan is, the more uneasy I feel."
Feng Shang laughed. "Why do you have to be like this? Zhen 'er, you've already reached the Mystic Light Realm. Why would you be afraid of a cultivator who hasn't even reached the Clear Qi Realm? I don't understand, I don't understand! "
Feng Zhen's expression was slightly awkward. He said, "I'm not doing this for myself. I'm doing this for my second sister."
Feng Shang was stunned. "What's wrong with Yao 'er?"
"After returning from the Spirit Page Island that day, I noticed that her expression was strange. After that, I tried to probe her with words several times. After a few times, she finally told me the truth. It turns out that ever since we met that day, she already has feelings for Zhang Yan and wants to become dao companions with this person." At this point, Feng Zhen sighed. "The troublesome thing is that Father once told her to choose her own dao companion. If she insists on doing this, there's nothing I can do."
Actually, what Feng Zhen said was only one of the reasons. Another was Feng Rao's background. Although she was from the Feng Clan, she was the disciple of the Glittering Jewel Grotto Heaven's Qin Zhenren. This Qin Zhenren was the daughter of the previous sect master and had a high status in the sect. Not only was her cultivation high, but she also had a wide circle of friends in the Donghua Continent. No one dared to offend her easily, be it master or disciple, or the Xuanmen clans. Originally, the Wang Clan had spent a lot of money to hire him, but they didn't expect Zhang Yan to kill Wang Pan.
Hearing this, Feng Shang laughed out loud. He shook his head and said, "As you said, Zhang Yan is handsome and is a rare beauty. His mind and intelligence are both extraordinary. The only thing he lacks now is his identity. If I were a girl, I would also like this person. Yao 'er's eyes are not bad, not bad!"
Feng Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Granduncle, I'm talking about serious matters with you. Why are you joking?"
Feng Shang chuckled and glanced at him. He said, "You don't understand. I, your granduncle, have lived for three hundred years without accomplishing anything. The only word that is worthy of praise is' magnanimity '."
Feng Zhen was helpless. He knew that this granduncle of his was sometimes extremely shrewd, but at other times, he loved to talk nonsense. He often caused the elders in the clan to be put on the spot. When he was young, he also loved to cause trouble. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so disliked by the Feng clans.
Feng Shang stretched and said lazily, "You don't have to be anxious. In my opinion, this matter is extremely easy to solve."
"Oh?" Feng Zhen's eyes lit up. He hurriedly stood up and cupped his hands. "Please enlighten me, Granduncle."
Feng Shang said, "I heard that Zhang Yan still hasn't acknowledged a master?"
"Yes."
Feng Shang slapped the large fan in his hand on his knee. He said, "Then find him a master."
Feng Zhen was stunned. What kind of idea was this? However, he knew that Feng Shang wouldn't speak without thinking. Thus, he carefully followed the topic and asked, "Who does Granduncle think is suitable?"
Feng Shang dipped his finger in some water and wrote three words on the table. He said, "This person."
Feng Zhen moved closer to take a look and asked in confusion, "Zhou Chongju?"
Feng Shang narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhen 'er has been cultivating on the island for a long time. He doesn't pay attention to the outside world."
Feng Zhen blushed. He said, "This nephew is ashamed."
"Don't blame me. Why would I blame you? You're not from a small clan that worries about being schemed against all day long. As a disciple of the Feng clan, the path of cultivation is to have no distractions. Only by concentrating on one thing can you achieve Dao." Feng Shang turned over and sat up. He pointed at the name on the table and said, "Zhou Chongju is currently the head of the Danding Courtyard. Years ago, he owed me a favor. All these years, I haven't asked him for anything. If I want him to accept this Zhang Yan as his disciple, he definitely won't refuse."
Feng Zhen was puzzled. He said, "Even if he accepts Zhang Yan, he still can't stop Second Sister's thoughts."
"Who said so?" Feng Shang glared at him and said, "Once this person accepts Zhang Yan as his disciple, not only will no one in the clan ask, but Yao 'er will definitely not be able to become Dao companions with him."
"Why?" Feng Zhen's eyes were filled with surprise.
Feng Shang smiled mysteriously and said, "Fine. Since we've come to this point today, I'll make it clear to you. This Zhou Chongju and Glittering Paradise's Qin Yu were originally husband and wife. However, for some unknown reason, the two of them had a falling out. If this person accepts Zhang Yan as his disciple, Yao 'er will definitely be obstructed by Qin Yu when she wants to become Dao companions with him."
Feng Zhen lowered his head and thought about it. He felt that this method was feasible and couldn't help but nod. He then said bitterly, "According to what Granduncle said, Zhou Chongju also has a great background. That's going to benefit that Zhang Yan."
Feng Shang chuckled and said, "How could I, your Granduncle, not have thought of this? Let me tell you, Zhou Chongju's cultivation base isn't high, but his alchemy skills are indeed extraordinary. Thus, he's always wanted a successor. However, he's very strict when it comes to choosing disciples. There aren't many people who can really enter his eyes. However, this person is also quite stubborn. Once he accepts a disciple, he's not allowed to change his cultivation base. Do you understand now? "
Feng Zhen was stunned. Then, he came to a sudden realization and said, "So he wants to force Zhang Yan to change his cultivation base to alchemy, causing him to miss the proper cultivation base?"
"Exactly!" Feng Shang smiled proudly. "How can alchemy be so easy to cultivate? Before that, he needs to first practice the Tongue Orifice Technique for ten years, then the Nose Orifice Technique for ten years, and finally the Eyes Orifice Technique for ten years. This is commonly known as the 'Three Orifices Observing Medicine'. In this way, he'll need to use thirty years of hard work. No matter how talented Zhang Yan is, he can only follow the prescribed order. If he vainly tries to betray his master and leave, then everyone has the right to punish him. Haha, his cultivation base is stagnant for thirty years. Does Zhen 'er still need to take him seriously? "
Feng Zhen was overjoyed. He clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful, wonderful."
Feng Shang threw away the large fan and raised his hands. His sleeves slid down to his elbows. He said, "Servants, bring me a brush and ink. I'll write a letter myself."
When the servants brought the brush and ink, he picked up the brush and wrote in an instant. He casually handed the letter to Feng Zhen and said, "Take this letter to Zhou Chongju. You'll benefit from it. Go."
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