Back when Yan Feiwen had announced the Profound Heaven year to the world, Yang Xuan had already taken Zhang Qi a thousand kilometers away from the capital.
The Cold Mountain sect was located in the Cold Ridge mountains, but the Cold Ridge mountains were located on the original border of the Yan empire, bordering the Northmoon empire. They occupied an extremely vast area and were rarely visited by humans. Coupled with the fact that vicious beasts roamed about, the terrain was extremely complicated. Without a guide, it would be extremely difficult to find the exact location of the Cold Mountain sect.
On this day, the two of them had already arrived in a small city outside the Cold Ridge mountains — Black Rock city.
This was the final place to resupply before entering the Cold Ridge mountains.
Black Rock city was originally located on the border between the Yan empire and the Northmoon empire's vassal state of the Chen empire. It was a lawless zone. Bandits roamed about, and unscrupulous establishments were everywhere. The laws of the two countries were completely useless here.
Yang Xuan took Zhang Qi into a restaurant.
He planned on resting here before directly entering the Cold Ridge mountains.
As soon as the two of them entered, countless pairs of eyes looked over.
Behind the counter, the shopkeeper who happened to be dozing off raised his head and was slightly taken aback. A gleam of light flashed through his eyes, and he went up to receive them.
"Elder Zhang! You're … "The shopkeeper looked at Yang Xuan doubtfully, but he did not continue asking.
"This is an esteemed guest of my sect!" Zhang Qi sneered and plopped down on a chair. He continued, "Serve me good wine and good meat. After we eat, we'll be returning to the sect."
Although he referred to Yang Xuan as an esteemed guest, there was no respect in his tone at all.
The shopkeeper was shrewd with age, so how could he not know there was something fishy going on?
Zhang Qi looked at how the shopkeeper seemed to be in thought and how his eyes constantly flickered, so he sneered. "Don't try anything. This is a venerable. He's not someone you can deal with. Just send the news back."
The shopkeeper shivered. His gaze towards Yang Xuan became slightly more curious and respectful.
No matter where it was, the strong would always be respected, even if they were enemies.
The shopkeeper clasped his hands and said nothing more. He left to make arrangements.
The people in the restaurant all looked away and stopped talking. They ate and drank as they pleased.
Yang Xuan also sat down and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang is quite open-minded."
He didn't find it strange that this restaurant was the property of the Cold Mountain Sect.
The Cold Mountain Sect was the largest power in this area. It would be strange if they didn't have spies here.
It was even possible that this small city even belonged to the Cold Mountain Sect.
Zhang Qi sneered, "If I don't say anything, they will poison the food and wine. The Venerable One is already immune to poison. If you go on a killing spree and destroy the power of my Cold Mountain Sect, the gains will not make up for the losses."
Yang Xuan smiled. Not to mention now, even when he was in the Qi Refinement stage, he was already immune to all poisons.
This time, he didn't want to sneak up the mountain. He wanted to settle this matter openly with the Cold Mountain Sect. Therefore, he didn't stop Zhang Qi's arrangement.
With the orders of the Cold Mountain School's elders, the dishes and wine were served very quickly. They were all delicious.
Zhang Qi had lost all his power and had been running around for a long time, so he was already hungry. When he saw the food on the table, he didn't say anything and just started eating.
Although Yang Xuan wasn't hungry, his stomach felt empty. In addition, the food was delicious, so he also ate.
The dishes on the table were wiped out like a whirlwind.
As early as when they were eating, a few people quickly left.
Yang Xuan didn't stop them and let them go.
After eating, the two didn't delay and directly left the city, heading for the Cold Mountain Range.
However, this time around, there were a lot of people following behind the two of them.
Yang Xuan was well aware of it, but he didn't care. He just moved forward under Zhang Qi's guidance.
As they slowly went deeper, the mountain became more and more steep. There were even cliffs and precipices connected by thick iron chains. If they were careless, they would fall off the cliff and not even their bones would be left.
But how could Yang Xuan be afraid of this? He carried Zhang Qi and leaped over it as if it was flat ground.
Even so, it took three or four days to reach the bottom of a huge mountain.
This mountain was shaped like an old man sitting cross-legged. It was very similar.
Between the mountain peaks, there were winding steps leading to the clouds. At the bottom of the steps was a mountain gate. At this time, several people were already standing.
"Who is it?" A black-clothed old man stepped out of the crowd and shouted.
Yang Xuan put down Zhang Qi and didn't say anything.
Zhang Qi answered for him, "Elder Si, this is the Yan Nation Protector, Yang Xuan."
"Yang Xuan?" The black-clothed Elder Si's eyes flashed, "Are you the Yang Xuan who killed our Cold Mountain Sect's Elder Sun Chongming and Elder Gan Tingjun?"
Yang Xuan smiled, "That's me!"
Hua!
The people behind Elder Si were in an uproar.
They only knew that Elder Zhang Qi was under someone's control, but they didn't know that this person was a wanted criminal of the Cold Mountain Sect.
"How dare you!" Elder Si shouted, his hair and beard fluttering, "You dare to come to my Cold Mountain Sect to die?"
As he spoke, he had already rushed forward, about to attack Yang Xuan.
"Elder Si, please wait!" Zhang Qi stood up and stopped Elder Si, "You are not Venerable Yang's opponent, you should ask our Sect's Grand Elder to come and capture this person."
"What?" Elder Si was shocked, his face filled with disbelief, "Venerable?"
"That's right!" Zhang Qi's face was filled with hatred, "I fought with him, but I was defeated in a single exchange, my cultivation was completely destroyed."
After a pause, he said hatefully, "When I return this time, I must tear the disciple who sent the information to pieces, only then can I vent the hatred in my heart."
With his cultivation destroyed, although he hated Yang Xuan to the bone, the person he hated the most was not Yang Xuan, but the disciple who sent back the wrong information. If the information was correct, and he knew that Yang Xuan was a Venerable, this mission would not have been his turn to act, and he wouldn't have lost his cultivation.
"Since it's a Venerable, please come up the mountain." Elder Si leaned slightly to the side, making way for Yang Xuan.
A Venerable One was no longer someone he could speak to.
Yang Xuan nodded and stepped forward.
He did not catch Zhang Qi. At this time, he had already arrived at the Cold Mountain Sect, and Zhang Qi had lost his usefulness. It did not matter whether he killed him or not.
Zhang Qi did not run. He and the others followed behind Yang Xuan and walked up the mountain.
The stairs spiraled into the mountain, stretching for a long time. Yang Xuan was not in a hurry, and enjoyed the scenery.
Even Zhang Qi, Elder Si, and the others were impressed by Yang Xuan's bearing.
This was the demeanor of a master. Although he entered the tiger's den, his face did not change. He was indeed a Venerable level master, different from ordinary people.
All the way up, he finally reached the top of the mountain. Looking up, it was a plain, incomparably wide, surrounded by clouds and mist. It was a fairyland.
Among the clouds, there was a sect. The buildings were scattered, with red bricks and green tiles, imposing and magnificent.
Yang Xuan did not stop. He passed by the disciples guarding the gate and entered the Cold Mountain Sect.
This was an incomparably wide square. At this time, there were hundreds of disciples standing quietly in the square, all looking at Yang Xuan.
Several elders of the Cold Mountain Sect had already received the news and stood in a row in front of the disciples.
The people who had originally followed behind Yang Xuan also stood quietly on both sides.
"Venerable Yang!" An old man with a white beard took two steps forward. "I am Guo Jinhuan, the great elder of the Cold Mountain Sect. Greetings, Venerable Yang."
Yang Xuan looked at him, slightly shaking his head. "I came this time for the sake of settling the grudges between me and your noble sect. You are still unable to represent the Cold Mountain Sect. It's better to have someone who can make the decision come out."
In his perception, this great elder was only in the Three Flower Realm. In the Cold Mountain Sect, he could not make the decision.
Guo Jinhuan was stunned. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly froze. Then, he heard a voice throughout the mountain. "Since you came to settle the grudge, then pay with your life for my disciple!"
As the voice sounded, the entire mountain top seemed to tremble. Between heaven and earth, an inexplicable force emerged, like stormy waves, and pressed down on Yang Xuan.
Rumble!
There seemed to be countless claps of thunder, and the explosion shook everyone to the point that they could not stand steadily and staggered.
In front of this huge power of heaven and earth, Yang Xuan slowly raised his head, and his gaze fell on the top of the hall not far away, on the body of a white-robed old man.
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