Naturally, a disciple did not dare to disobey his master's orders. Ling Yu smiled with a crying face. "This disciple will definitely obey Master's orders!"
Ye Zifeng smiled in satisfaction. Although the Sect Master had forced this disciple on him, he was pretty good in all aspects.
Be it talent, toughness, or bloodline power, Ling Yu was not cut out for the saber.
However, back then, he could not resist the Sect Master's request to take Ling Yu in as a disciple.
Although Ye Zifeng was not very good at Fist Techniques, he had no problem giving pointers and teaching Ling Yu.
More importantly, Ye Zifeng was very knowledgeable and had a high cultivation. The other Elders of the sect could not compare to him in terms of experience.
Even if Ling Yu was not a grandmaster in Fist Techniques, he would be much better off cultivating under him than under the other Elders.
To Ling Yu, this was an exceptionally precious opportunity to become Ye Zifeng's disciple.
Normally, Ling Yu studied diligently and improved rapidly, not disappointing Ye Zifeng.
The relationship between master and disciple was pretty good.
"I'm going to meet the Sect Master. I'll leave your martial uncle to you first. Don't neglect him. Do your best to fulfill any requests he has. "
"Yes."
Ye Zifeng's figure flashed, vanishing from the summit. Clearly, he needed to personally explain the matter with Xiao Chen to the Sect Master.
After his master left, Ling Yu's expression changed. He looked at Xiao Chen with a smile that did not seem like a smile. "Young Master Xiao, you are really something. It has only been a short one or two months, and you have already become my martial uncle. I really misjudged you back then."
Xiao Chen did not care. He smiled softly and said, "Martial Nephew, don't forget what my senior brother said. Lead the way."
When Ling Yu thought of this, he immediately felt depressed. He said dejectedly, "Come with me. I'll find a place for you to stay first. I don't know how Master will arrange for you, either. You can stay in my courtyard first. "
As they descended the mountain, Xiao Chen finally got a taste of the Purple Flame Sect's grandeur.
All sorts of rare fruits could be seen here, adorning both sides of the road and growing casually among the weeds. No one paid any attention to them.
It was like they were used to it, like they were really weeds.
With just a glance, one would discover that there was an ancient palace behind a certain forest. It was unknown how long it had existed. This palace gave off an ancient aura, and an expert guarded it. With a quick check, one discovered that it was actually a Cloud Sea Star Venerate.
With a single glare, everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to look at him anymore.
Occasionally, disciples who passed by would respectfully greet Ling Yu as Martial Uncle when they saw him.
Xiao Chen felt enlightened. Senior Ye Zifeng is the Sect Master's martial uncle. Ling Yu might be young, but he is of the same generation as the Sect Master in the Purple Flame Sect.
Usually, it was others who called him Senior Uncle. Today, the tables had turned, and it was finally his turn.
Moreover, it was the person he had once coldly rejected. It was to be expected that his expression would turn ugly.
In the past, when others called him Martial Uncle, Ling Yu would feel pleased.
The way he was addressed as Martial Uncle sounded extremely awkward to him. It felt like he was being scolded.
He kept a straight face, feeling depressed and unhappy.
"Here, this is the courtyard where I usually cultivate. There are also a few side rooms, you can choose any one."
Ling Yu stopped in front of a courtyard filled with Spiritual Energy halfway up the mountain.
The Purple Flame Sect had a strict hierarchy.
Outer sect disciples usually lived and cultivated at the foot of the mountain where the Spirit Qi was the weakest. Only inner sect disciples could advance further up the mountain. The middle of the mountain was for core disciples like Ling Yu.
Further up was the Elite Disciples and Elders of the sect. As for the peak of the mountain with dense spirit energy that was like a seven colored mist, it was the privilege of an extremely small number of people.
Xiao Chen sized up the courtyard and praised, "Good place. The location of this courtyard at the middle of the mountain is the best. The Spiritual Energy here is the densest, and the environment is elegant. There is even a mountain spring and a waterfall in the backyard. "
Ling Yu revealed a cocky expression. "Of course. Take a look at whose courtyard this is. Although I am not a true inheritor yet, I am still young and have the bloodline of the Great Desolate Eon's ten thousand races. The Sect Master even arranged for me to be under Master.
"It's just a fine residence. What's the big deal?"
Xiao Chen nodded. "You have a future. However, can Martial Uncle be an ordinary guest? There is no reason for you to stay in a side room. Little Martial Nephew, don't you agree? "
"What do you mean? You want me to stay in a side room? This is my courtyard … "
Xiao Chen said straightforwardly, "That makes sense. In that case, I'll stay at Senior Brother's place. The Spiritual Energy is dense, and the air is pretty good."
After saying that, Xiao Chen turned and left. Ling Yu immediately felt incredibly angry.
However, he remembered his master's instructions. After all, if he chased Xiao Chen out, that would be terrible.
Putting on a smile, Ling Yu stepped forward and pulled Xiao Chen back. "Martial Uncle, don't be angry. Can I sleep in a side room?"
"However, I never like to force others."
"Haha! It's fine, it's fine. Sleeping in a side room occasionally is actually not bad."
"I will stay here for at least half a year," Xiao Chen said emotionlessly.
Ling Yu's expression froze. Then, he smiled stiffly and said, "Is that so? That's good. I want to get to know Martial Uncle better."
Ling Yu's half-pulling and half-inviting finally got Xiao Chen to change his mind. Then, he said weakly, "Let's do this, then. Martial Uncle, if you need anything, just call me at any time."
Xiao Chen nodded and sat in the main seat of the main room. Then, he said casually, "Bring me a cup of tea first."
"Are you sure?"
Ling Yu felt somewhat angry. Xiao Chen really treated him like a servant.
Xiao Chen smiled leisurely and said, "After traveling so hard, I finally managed to sit down and brew a cup of tea for Martial Uncle. I can't even do that? Is this considered taking care of me? Martial Nephew, is this how you normally treat your seniors? "
"Good! Good! Good!"
After saying "good" three times, Ling Yu, who had never brewed tea before, took out a tea set and started to prepare the tea leaves and spring water, getting busy.
On the other side:
When Ye Zifeng saw the Purple Flame Sect's Sect Master, he quickly explained the matter of Xiao Chen in a few words.
The Purple Flame Sect's Sect Master said sullenly, "Martial Uncle, you must take care of this matter."
Ye Zifeng replied calmly, "Naturally. I owe Master a great debt of gratitude. There is no reason not to take care of his descendant."
"Alright. What help do you need? Martial Uncle can use all the resources of the Purple Flame Sect."
After testing Ye Zifeng's attitude, the Purple Flame Sect's Sect Master quickly made a decision. Xiao Chen was just a minor character. However, Ye Zifeng was the anchor of the Purple Flame Sect. Since Ye Zifeng expressed his stance, the Black Lotus Church could only brace themselves and offend him.
"There's no need. This is a private matter of Pan Huang's line. It has nothing to do with the Purple Flame Sect. I only need the sect's Starry Sky Teleportation Formation to teleport me to the nearest place to the Black Lotus World. "
The Grave Sea Cluster had countless great realms. Even a Holy Venerate would not be able to reach some places within a short time.
Only with the help of a Starry Sky Teleportation Formation would one be able to travel from one Great Realm to another in an instant.
The Sect Leader was taken aback. "We're leaving now?"
"We'll do our best. Naturally, the earlier we leave, the better. I'll make up for the resources needed to activate the Starry Sky Teleportation Formation."
Right after Ye Zifeng spoke, he walked out of the Great Hall of the sect. His footsteps seemed slow but were actually urgent. He returned to the saber rack in the room and took out a saber. Then, he turned around and stepped into the Starry Sky Transportation Formation.
Light flickered. In the next moment, he appeared in a transmission array that was countless great worlds away.
The people at the transportation formation only heard the hum of a saber. They did not see anyone teleporting over.
This was because Ye Zifeng had already turned into a saber light and arrived at the foot of the Black Lotus Church's holy mountain.
Along the mountain path, he walked step by step. The surrounding formation, the guards and the monks did not notice this living person, be it in the open or in the dark.
On the black lotus throne in the holy palace, the Black Lotus Sect Venerate suddenly opened his eyes.
At some point in time, Ye Zifeng had arrived in the great hall.
"What wind blew the strongest bladesman of the Grave Sea from the Purple Flame Sect to me?"
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate asked indifferently with a grave expression, not showing any joy or anger.
Xiao Chen was someone who had faced a Sovereign Personage before. He had seen all sorts of situations and would not be frightened by a bladesman.
Ye Zifeng remained expressionless. With just one look, he knew that he was not a match for this Black Lotus Sect Venerate.
At the very least, he wouldn't be a match for the other party in the Sacred Mountain.
However, it did not matter.
He had never thought of actually killing the other party. If he could kill the other party, he wouldn't feel that this matter was too difficult to deal with.
All he needed to do was draw his saber. Just one draw would suffice.
In the next moment, a shocking Buddhist voice came from the holy palace. A saber light shot out of the holy palace, and the tall Buddha statue in the mountain collapsed.
Ye Zifeng knelt on one knee outside the gates. The saber in his right hand stabbed one centimeter into the ground.
Ye Zifeng coughed, and a large mouthful of blood fell to the ground. Then, he suddenly looked up and discovered a white Snow Lotus blooming not far away.
Ye Zifeng revealed a smile and reached out to pluck the Snow Lotus.
His figure drifted gently like the wind, returning to the transportation formation of the nearby great realm. A light flickered, and Ye Zifeng took a step forward, appearing outside Ling Yu's courtyard.
At this moment, Ling Yu's tea was halfway brewed, and its fragrance was at its strongest.
Ling Yu suddenly looked up and happened to see Ye Zifeng. He smiled and said, "Master, I'm brewing tea for Martial Uncle. You should try it as well."
Ye Zifeng smiled warmly and said, "Not bad."
As Ye Zifeng passed by, he plucked a few Snow Lotus petals and gently placed them in the water.
Ye Zifeng casually sat down beside Xiao Chen and handed the Snow Lotus to Xiao Chen. "In the past, I heard Master say that the Snow Lotus that grows in darkness and filth is the most beautiful. Today, I finally got to see it for myself. This is a greeting gift for you. "
Xiao Chen received the Snow Lotus with a somewhat strange expression. Ye Zifeng had brought a saber in.
Furthermore, it was a saber that had just been stained with blood.
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