Opposite the Brocade Emperor Fu Yunchi sat a woman.
To others, it was very unfamiliar.
While Yan Zhaoge was extremely familiar with it, it had already been more than ten years since he had last seen it.
She was still bright and fresh, and her facial features were almost flawless. She had a pair of deer-like eyes that were quick-witted yet delicate, causing one to be unable to help but feel tender towards her.
Compared to when she was young, the accumulation of time did not fade away her spiritual aura. Instead, it was even more refined, as if she was the embodiment of heaven and earth.
She was not as dazzling as Fu Ting, but she also had her own style, not losing out in the slightest.
It was Meng Wan.
In the past, the Eight Extremities World's Sacred Sun Clan's Maiden of Extreme Yin had suppressed all others many times, wielding the Extreme Yin Crown.
Afterwards, it had been brought to the World beyond Worlds by those of the Radiant Light Sect. After the Grand Xuan Dynasty had broken through the Radiant Light Sect, it had been pitifully defeated by Feng Yunsheng, with the Extreme Yin Crown finally falling into the hands of Feng Yunsheng and Broad Creed Mountain.
Meanwhile, Meng Wan had been brought away by the son of the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen, Zhuang Chaohui, who was passing by.
Since then, his whereabouts were unknown.
When Yan Zhaoge had rampaged through the south that year, other than the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation that had buried Peng He, Zhang Shuren, Yuan Xiancheng and many other Phoenix Ritual Mountain experts at Circumference Mountain, he had also captured some Phoenix Ritual Mountain martial practitioners to inquire about Meng Wan's whereabouts. Still, he had gained nothing.
It seemed like only Zhuang Shen, Mao Yuansheng, Peng He, Zhuang Chaohui, and the other core Phoenix Ritual Mountain martial practitioners knew about this.
Seeing Meng Wan again now, Yan Zhaoge observed her and saw that her complexion was not bad. While she could not be said to have been living well these past few years, she definitely had not been wronged.
Looking at her, Yan Zhaoge sighed. Thinking of Feng Yunsheng whom he had not seen for many years, he could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Meng Wan sat there quietly, her mind at peace.
Still, her attention was clearly placed on the Brocade Emperor before her at this moment as she could not be distracted by anything else.
This was because this handsome middle-aged man in front of her, although his gaze was fixated on the grave beside him most of the time, when his gaze occasionally landed on her, it made her feel slightly uneasy.
It was a very strange gaze.
If it was just pure killing intent, hostility, malice, or malice, Meng Wan wouldn't have felt uneasy.
Yet, the Brocade Emperor's gaze seemed to be flickering unceasingly.
The flickering was so frequent that it could be mistaken as unchanging.
Actually, however, the Brocade Emperor's eyes were fluctuating between warmth and indifference.
In the blink of an eye, countless exchanges occurred!
It was not just Meng Wan who was like this. The Brocade Emperor Fu Yunchi's gaze was flickering unceasingly at all times.
It was just that there were no changes in the expression on the Brocade Emperor's face at all as his aura was stable as ever, looking just like before.
Li Junxin did not notice anything abnormal for the time being. However, Yan Zhaoge who already had his suspicions and He Xixing who was familiar with his Master vaguely noticed something amiss.
"This disciple greets Master," While He Xixing was puzzled, he still first went forward to greet the Brocade Emperor.
Li Junxin caught up as well, greeting the Brocade Emperor, "Greetings, Brocade Emperor."
Yan Zhaoge did the same as Li Junxin. Still, even as he paid attention to the Brocade Emperor, he was also observing his surroundings.
The sense of crisis in his heart just now was even more intense now.
Suddenly, his gaze was like lightning as he turned his head and looked into the distance.
Yan Zhaoge's gaze traversed space, landing on the peak of a mountain peak by the shores of Star Reflecting Lake.
At the same time, Yan Zhaoge felt a gaze land on him from there, their gazes meeting.
The space between the mountain peak by the lake and the small island at the centre of the lake distorted at this moment, thunder and lightning appearing out of nowhere.
The originally calm surface of Star Reflecting Lake suddenly rose and fell.
"Huh?" A rather surprised voice seemed to resound by Yan Zhaoge's ear.
Now, he could clearly see the other party's appearance.
On the peak of the mountain that was filled with craggy rocks and dense forests, there was a rather conspicuous, well-made wooden armchair that was filled with a strong aura of culture.
A purple-clothed youth with a rather pale complexion reclined on the wooden armchair. He had a lazy look on his face as he seemed to be in no mood to do anything.
Still, this youth was no longer so listless as he looked at Yan Zhaoge through the corner of his eye.
Seeing his appearance, Yan Zhaoge naturally recognised him as the current head of the World beyond Worlds' Ten Exalts, the number one Martial Saint, the Upper Exalt Chen Qianhua!
Chen Qianhua was currently appraising Yan Zhaoge.
He had arrived earlier than He Xixing, Fang Zhun and the others as he was the first to arrive.
Having always been used to doing things his own way, Chen Qianhua only cared about watching the show, not intending to interact with anyone else.
While he did not reveal his tracks, he did not intentionally conceal himself as well.
Even so, however, besides the Brocade Emperor, no one else discovered his existence.
Chen Qianhua did not care at all as he waited in utter boredom for the show to begin.
When the black and white hemispheres vanished, Star Reflecting Lake saw the light of day once more and the Brocade Emperor revealed his true form, Chen Qianhua paid more attention to the small island at the centre of the lake. However, he suddenly discovered that someone other than the Brocade Emperor had detected his existence, even locating him with a single glance.
He immediately gazed over.
After appraising him and recognising that it was Yan Zhaoge, a hint of a smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of Chen Qianhua's mouth.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly.
A low, clear voice now resounded by his ear, "You are indeed not simple to be able to detect Chen Qianhua's location."
Retracting his gaze, Yan Zhaoge turned and saw that the Brocade Emperor was currently looking at him as well.
Meeting the Brocade Emperor's gaze, Yan Zhaoge's heart jolted slightly as he was even more certain that while this True Immortal before him seemed normal, as he had expected, he was in an extremely unstable state.
"At this moment, he is probably locked in a battle with the heavens at all times."
Yan Zhaoge thought, "Passion and unfeeling have truly split and opposed each other. It is just that they have temporarily reached a delicate equilibrium with neither being able to gain a clear upper hand."
This state of the Brocade Emperor was the situation that Yan Zhaoge least wanted to see.
Whether it was passion or unfeeling, there were general patterns and clues that could be followed which would allow one to determine what kind of method and attitude one should use to deal with them.
Now, however, it was ever-changing and unpredictable.
Far away on the mountaintop by the lake, Chen Qianhua had no intention of approaching as he just laughed happily.
"This trip has really not been in vain," He laughed so hard that he rocked back and forth, "Right, this is it! This is what makes it interesting!"
While the Brocade Emperor was aware of Chen Qianhua's existence, his expression was calm at this moment as he just looked mildly at Yan Zhaoge, "I wanted to meet you long ago, yet kept delaying it. Only today can we be considered to have truly met."
Yan Zhaoge said, "You overpraise me, Brocade Emperor."
"Little daughter …" The Brocade Emperor smiled, looking at Meng Wan, "Not this little daughter, but my eldest daughter, Red Lotus' er."
Red Lotus' er was Fu Ting's nickname which had always only been used by her parents as the other seniors of her lineage could not call her that.
The Brocade Emperor said, "It was thanks to your help that Red Lotus' er met with trouble that day."
Yan Zhaoge cupped his hands, "Sadly, some regrets were still left behind. This Yan feels greatly regretful."
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