The next morning, in the Herb Garden of the Nine State College.
In the past, the Nine State College did not have a Herb Garden. It had been specially built for Saint Jiang after he went into seclusion at the College.
At that moment, outside the Herb Garden, someone came. It was not Ye Futian and the others, but Zhou Huang and some others.
A figure walked out of the Herb Garden. It was Jiang Chuan, who had sparred at the Qingyun Building the day before, and his strength was extraordinary.
"What is it, Your Highness?" Jiang Chuan cupped his hands and bowed to Zhou Huang and the others. If it was only because he was a prince of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, he would not have had to do this, but Zhou Huang was also his senior, an expert ranked on the Sage and Saint Ranking.
"Nothing important, I have just heard of Saint Jiang's name for a long time, and today I came to pay my respects to him." Zhou Huang smiled and said, "This is a small gift. Brother Jiang, please give it to Great Teacher Xu for me, and let him send my father's regards to Saint Jiang."
"Very well, since it is the Sacred King's regards, I will give it to Great Teacher Xu." Jiang Chuan nodded, then took the gift box and asked, "Is there anything else, Your Highness?"
"No need." Zhou Huang shook his head. "Farewell."
"Please." Jiang Chuan watched Zhou Huang leave, then returned to the Herb Garden, coming to a garden where herbs were grown.
Jiang Chuan was a Herb Garden Child, and his position in the Nine State College was somewhat special. He was under Saint Jiang's tutelage, and was considered a candidate to become a hallowed disciple.
Other than in the Herb Garden, he could also cultivate in the College.
At that moment, Jiang Chuan came to the Herb Garden, and there was a black-robed figure in front of him, one hand behind his back, standing tall and straight. Just by standing there casually, he gave off an extraordinary feeling.
This was the Great Teacher Xu that Zhou Huang had mentioned, Saint Jiang's eldest disciple, Xu Chehan.
Ranked 12th on the Sage and Saint Ranking, Saint Jiang had only taken in two disciples, the eldest disciple Xu Chehan, who had inherited Saint Jiang's Poison Lord methods. Some said that when he became a saint in the future, he would be known as the Poison Saint. If one was not very familiar with him, one should not get close to him, which showed how terrifying Xu Chehan was.
Saint Jiang's second disciple was a woman, and she was also in the garden at the moment, picking flowers and plants. In contrast to Xu Chehan's black robes, she wore a white robe that was spotless. Her slender jade-like hands were exposed, and her skin was like jade. Her back was graceful and graceful, and her front was a rare beauty.
The people of the Nine State College did not know her name. They only called her Goddess Die, which implied that she was as graceful as a butterfly and beautiful. Goddess Die was naturally a beauty, and the most beautiful woman in the Nine State College. She had inherited Saint Jiang's Way of Medicine, which was the exact opposite of Xu Chehan.
Jiang Chuan looked at Xu Chehan's back, then at the fairy in front of the flowers. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to profane her.
While he held an extraordinary position in the Nine State Forum, as a candidate to become a hallowed disciple and a servant of the Herb Garden, he was merely Xu Chehan's servant in the Herb Garden. Training in the Herb Garden, he naturally knew how terrifying Great Teacher Xu was. Among the youths of the Nine States, there were few who were as terrifying as Xu Chehan.
Xu Chehan had been training for more than 30 years, and he was now close to the Archmage level. At this level, given his age, he was naturally considered one of the youths.
Xu Chehan stood there quietly with his hands behind his back. He did not speak, watching Goddess Die's actions calmly.
He did not speak, and Jiang Chuan did not dare to speak first, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.
The people of the Nine State College probably would not have thought that someone as dazzling as Jiang Chuan would be so cautious around Xu Chehan.
After a long while, Goddess Die finished harvesting and stood up. Only then did Xu Chehan turn around and look at Jiang Chuan. He was dressed in black, and his aura was exceptionally cold. His chiseled features gave people a sense of sharpness. As for his face, he was extremely handsome, albeit a little cold. He was just like his name.
"What is it?" Xu Chehan asked.
"Zhou Huang of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty asked me to give this to Great Teacher Yu." Jiang Chuan said, "He said that he wanted Great Teacher to send his regards to Saint Jiang on behalf of his father, the Great Zhou Sacred King."
Xu Chehan raised his eyebrows and looked even colder. Goddess Die also walked up and said in a low voice, "Master and the Great Zhou Sacred King are not friends."
"Miss." Jiang Chuan bowed to Goddess Die. Both of them were Saint Jiang's last disciples, and they were like his descendants. He had always been used to calling her Miss, while outsiders called her Goddess Die.
Goddess Die smiled and nodded at Jiang Chuan. Jiang Chuan looked into her eyes and lowered his head, not daring to look at those beautiful eyes.
"Mm." Xu Chehan nodded and opened the gift box. A cold light shone on his face. Xu Chehan's eyebrows were as sharp as swords. It seemed that Zhou Huang had put in a lot of effort, and this item was very suitable for his training.
Xu Chehan closed the gift box and asked, "What happened outside? Why did Zhou Huang give me a gift?"
"I'm sure Great Teacher Yu has heard about the Sacred War." Jiang Chuan said, "Sage Douzhan triggered the Divine Catastrophe, but he did not withstand it in its entirety. Now, the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State, Ye Futian, is in the college and will come to the Herb Garden to visit."
Jiang Chuan did not say much, but Xu Chehan understood in an instant. The Barren State needed his master's help and wanted to create a saint, but the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty was in the Sacred War with the Holy Zhi Palace, and they naturally did not want the Barren State to have a second saint.
Xu Chehan handed the gift box back to Jiang Chuan and said, "Give it back to Zhou Huang."
Jiang Chuan was stunned, then took it and nodded. While he did not know what Xu Chehan was thinking, he only needed to do as he was told.
"I'll be going then." Jiang Chuan turned and left. Xu Chehan looked at the direction in which he left and said, "I didn't expect the Great Zhou Sacred King to be so wary of the Barren State. It seems that the Sacred War this time is not what he wanted."
It was obvious that the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty was worried that the Barren State would have a second saint.
At the level of saints, one person could decide the life and death of millions. A mad saint would be a disaster, because no one other than saints would be able to stop them, not even battle matrices.
Jiang Chuan had just left the Herb Garden and was about to go to the resting place of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty when he ran into Ye Futian and the others.
Ye Futian saw Jiang Chuan and nodded with a smile.
"Palace Lord Ye." Jiang Chuan cupped his hands slightly. The two had fought yesterday, and Jiang Chuan was convinced of his defeat. While he was outstanding, there was still a big gap between him and Ye Futian.
"Brother Jiang, I would like to pay a visit to Saint Jiang. Could I trouble you to inform Great Teacher Xu?" Ye Futian asked. Apparently, he had also heard that the Herb Garden was usually taken care of by Saint Jiang's two disciples. It would not be easy to find Saint Jiang directly.
"Very well, please wait a moment, Palace Lord Ye." Jiang Chuan turned back again.
Xu Chehan saw Jiang Chuan come again and could not help but frown. "What is it now?"
"Palace Lord Ye of the Barren State has come to pay a visit to Great Teacher," Jiang Chuan said.
Xu Chehan looked at Jiang Chuan and said, "Tell him that the Master is cultivating in seclusion and is not fit to see guests. Please return."
Jiang Chuan looked up at Xu Chehan and said, "Great Teacher, now that Ye Futian is quite famous in the Nine States and is a Palace Lord of a holy land, is it not appropriate to let him leave like this?"
Xu Chehan frowned and looked at Jiang Chuan. Jiang Chuan felt a chill run down his spine and said, "I've said too much. I'll go tell him now."
He turned and left as soon as he finished.
Goddess Die looked at him and said, "Brother, Jiang Chuan is right. Ye Futian is quite famous now. It is said that he is a genius and the leader of a holy land in the Barren State. It does not seem appropriate to just close the door and refuse to see him."
"Since when do you care about the ways of the world, sister?" Xu Chehan said with a smile. His smile was warm and gentle, making people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze. There was no trace of the coldness he had shown to Jiang Chuan.
"But brother, you refused both sides. Why is that?" Goddess Die asked.
If Xu Chehan had refused Ye Futian, he could have accepted Zhou Huang's gift.
"I have received gifts from others, so I must be loyal to them. I refused Ye Futian not because of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, but because of the enmity between the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and the Barren State. I did not want Master to get involved and disturb Master's cultivation. Although it is not important, there is no need to waste time on such trivial matters." Xu Chehan explained, "As for who Ye Futian is, it is not important."
"Mm." Goddess Die did not say much. She had a mild personality and focused on cultivating with her Master. However, she would occasionally be curious.
Jiang Chuan came to the Herb Garden again and saw Ye Futian's group.
Ye Futian had been waiting and felt rather uneasy. After all, seeing Saint Jiang concerned his Master's fate.
"How did it go?" Ye Futian walked up to Jiang Chuan and asked, looking rather anxious.
"Palace Lord Ye." Jiang Chuan's eyes were apologetic as he said, "The Great Teacher said that Saint Jiang is training in seclusion and should not be receiving guests. Please return, Palace Lord Ye."
Ye Futian was rather disappointed and asked, "Where is Great Teacher Xu? Would you like to see him?"
"The Great Teacher does not like to be disturbed." Jiang Chuan shook his head slightly. He naturally understood that Xu Chehan did not want to see Ye Futian.
The two of them had no relationship. With Xu Chehan's cold personality, there was no way he would be willing to help someone.
Cultivation would affect one's temperament. Xu Chehan trained in the way of poison, so his personality was naturally colder.
"Then I will disturb you again tomorrow." Ye Futian smiled after hearing this and then turned to leave.
The group walked back, but they did not expect to be given the cold shoulder. They did not even get to enter the Herb Garden, let alone see Saint Jiang.
They did not even get to see Saint Jiang's eldest disciple, Xu Chehan.
"How arrogant," Xu Shang said somewhat lazily. "What level is this Great Teacher Xu at?"
"It is said that he is at the pinnacle of Magi, close to the Archmage level," Qin Zhuang said.
"Not yet at the Archmage level?" Xu Shang smiled and said, "Although he is the eldest disciple of the Medicine Saint, the leader of the Barren State came to see him personally, and he sent him away with just a few words. How arrogant of him."
Ye Futian aside, they were all of higher cultivation than Xu Chehan. Add to that Ye Futian's reputation and his status as a Palace Lord of a holy land. No matter what, Xu Chehan should have at least invited them into the Herb Garden. Sending them away just like that showed that he did not care about their existence at all.
"After all, we went to visit him. If he does not want to see us, we will not see him. There is nothing to blame," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Not a bad attitude." Xu Shang smiled.
"Come back tomorrow," Ye Futian said. He had a favor to ask, so he could not have a bad attitude!
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