Chapter 1: Crossing into Another World

  Hearing that the person in front of him was actually the first disciple of Xuanmu, Feng Yan suddenly sized him up.

  The decline of the Qingxia Sect's Mysterious Dusk lineage may have occurred a hundred years ago, but for martial artists with exceptionally long lifespans, a century is merely a segment of their lives, far from reaching the limits of their lifespan. Therefore, older disciples are well-versed in the affairs of the Mysterious Dusk lineage. However, younger generations rarely know about it, as they were born many years after the event occurred. Even if they joined the sect, the sect would not inform them of these matters.

  However, there are exceptions to everything. Some favored disciples will indeed give their elders a wake-up call, telling them which forces within the sect cannot be offended, what events have occurred, and what taboos exist. And this Feng Yan of the Zhen Xing lineage is clearly one such favored individual.

  "It turns out that you are actually a disciple of Li Shibo, I have long admired Li Shibo. " After finishing speaking, he bowed seriously in the direction of Xuanmo's lineage, showing respect to the monarch.

  Watching Feng Yan complete these tasks, Cang Ye's good impression of him suddenly increased by another level.

  "Huh? Sango? Why does this name sound so familiar?" After bowing, I wanted to continue chatting with Sango, but suddenly felt that the name was very familiar, just couldn't remember where I had heard it before.

  Suddenly, Feng Yan clapped his hands and let out a loud roar, startling Cang Ye beside him.

  "Cang Ye, Cang Ye, I've heard of you, the renowned Cang Ye of the mysterious dusk! It's been a long time coming!" Feng Yan's eyes gleamed as he stared at Cang Ye and said.

  "Brother Cang, so you're actually Cang Ye!"

  The wind blew against him, making him feel a bit uneasy. He slightly furrowed his brow.

  "I am Cang Ye, what guidance does Feng Xiong have?" In fact, as early as when Feng Yan made such a big reaction, Cang Ye already knew the reason.

  For two years, all the challenges of Shandong were conducted in secret. So no one on the entire mountain knew about it. And with a two-year departure, he couldn't possibly have any reputation spreading out. The only reason other disciples could remember his name was probably because of the Ling'er incident. He felt helpless about this. Because he just treated Yu Ling like a younger sister, without any improper thoughts.

  "Junior brother misunderstood, I didn't mean to blame you. It's just that I was surprised to hear that the number one enemy of our Qingxia Sect's younger generation is standing in front of me."

  "The Younger Generation... First Arch Enemy" The corner of Cang Ye's mouth twitched with a convulsive impulse, recalling a phrase from his past life: "Although Brother is no longer in the jianghu, the jianghu still circulates with Brother's legend." This was simply a disaster out of nowhere.

  "To be honest, Feng brother, I don't want to either." Cang Ye replied with a serious face.

  He despised the way Cang Ye looked now. In his eyes, Cang Ye's current appearance had also become a cheap and arrogant look.

  Seeing those disdainful eyes, Cang Ye also knew that explaining anything now was useless, and he could only helplessly shrug his shoulders.

  "Who would have thought that even my junior brother suffered a loss at the foot of this mountain. Hehe, retribution indeed! Suddenly thinking of it, even the disciple of Qingxia, who is not ordinary, also suffered a setback on this mountain. Feng Yan felt exceptionally comfortable in body and mind at this moment."

  "Alas, it's better not to mention it. Now that I've mentioned it, I really don't know what to do. It's been two years since I last saw Ling'er and her sister, and I have no idea how they'll scold me when we meet again..."

  No need to make a fuss about the wind that blows in a way that can't be eaten, saying that the grapes are sour. Cang Ye is moaning here without any illness.

  Two years of living in the mountains has allowed him to merge his memories of Cang Ye and Xu Zhen together. After letting go, he has fully accepted his current identity. So when speaking, he increasingly sounds like a young man fitting for his age, rather than that old air of wanting to grasp everything.

  "That's why you're in the wrong, making the little princess wait on the mountain for two years. I heard that the little princess has said that whoever can teach you a lesson will be thanked by her. So, all the young generation of Qingxia Sect want to challenge you." Feng Yan said with a stern face to Cang Ye.

  It turns out that the saying "don't judge a person by their appearance" is absolutely right. The previously stable and loyal Feng Yan now has such an appearance, which is probably his true face.

  "Never mind that. If they want to come, let them come. Am I supposed to be afraid of them? However, Brother Feng, is there really no way for me to see Little Sister again?" The first part was still domineering and arrogant, but the latter part had turned into a pitiful plea, leaving Wind Yan also wondering which one was the real Cang Ye.

  "Junior Brother Cang, to be honest, if there was a way, I would still be here like you, squatting around. It's only when the young princess comes down from the mountain that these idle disciples who are wandering around at the foot of the mountain can come forward and strike up a conversation." Feng Yan pointed to several other disciples who were also wandering around nearby, similar to Cang Ye, and replied helplessly.

  However, every afternoon, the little princess would come out and take a trip to Xuanmo. As he said this, Feng Yan's eyes seemed to spark with fire.

  "I really don't know what's so good about you, that makes the little princess miss you so much and go to inquire about your news every day." Ignoring those fiery eyes, Cang Ye let out a silent sigh. Even if he had left without saying goodbye, Ling Er still cared about him every day.

  Just as Cang Ye was injured and Feng Yan was filled with jealousy, a soft cry rang out.

  "You disciples, every day you don't go to cultivate, running around here, when the master comes out of seclusion, I will definitely report to the master and clean up all of you!"

  Looking at the arrogant woman in front of him, Cang Ye turned his head towards Feng Yan.

  "Feng Shixiong, who is this?"

  "You don't even know this person? Oh, I forgot, you haven't been on the mountain for the past two years. Speaking of this person, they're actually quite at odds with your little sister Ling."

  "Oh?" Cang Ye's eyebrows slightly raised, according to Ling Er's gentle and non-confrontational nature, would she still not get along with others?

  "Then, Brother Feng, tell me, what's wrong with it?"

  "This Purple Yan Shifu is also a genius disciple of the Youyue Sect. Before the little princess was known, she was always the number one beauty of the Qingxia Sect. This year, at the age of 28, her cultivation has already broken through to the Tianling High Stage, and she can even control flying instruments."

  He believed that Cang Ye could understand it himself without further explanation.

  "It's just a case of sour grapes after all. I was wondering, how could Ling'er possibly quarrel with someone so easily? It turns out it was caused by this person's jealousy."

  However, this 28-year-old Tianling high-ranking is really very powerful. Some sects with rich accumulation, at this Tianling stage, often only spend a few years to leap over, but some relatively poor sects without five-element spiritual energy accumulation, often make the disciples in the sect spend a lot of time searching for five-element spiritual energy to refine their bodies. So it takes a lot of time, which also explains the importance of a good sect.

  Just as the two were whispering, the senior sister named Ziyan saw that there were still two people who hadn't left and were lingering here. One of them was even a talented disciple of the Zhenxing Sect.

  Although Feng Yan is now only a quasi-Tianling, Ziyan has already reached the higher ranks of Tianling. The age difference between them is only four years, and it seems that the gap is difficult to close. However, if Feng Yan can achieve Tianjing before the age of 25, relying on the accumulation of their Zhenxing lineage, he might be able to catch up with himself in less than two years. Therefore, Ziyan is relatively polite to Feng Yan, but she has no good temper towards him, Cangye.

  After all, Cang Ye had just returned from outside the mountain and was not wearing any attire that revealed his identity. Having been tempered for two years, he had already retracted his sharp edges. From the outside, apart from looking somewhat decent, it was indeed impossible to discern anything outstanding about him. However, cultivators valued their cultivation, while their appearance was often easily overlooked. If not for Feng Yan's innate sensitivity towards strong individuals since childhood, he wouldn't have come forward to chat with Cang Ye either.

  But he has this feeling, it doesn't mean others have it too, at least this purple Yan Shifu didn't.

  "Feng Yan didn't hear his own departure from here, it's because genius disciples all have arrogant air and won't listen to their own scolding casually. But this person in front of him, who is probably not even an inner disciple but just a miscellaneous servant disciple, how dare he not listen to his own? Is it just because he can talk to Feng Yan that he thinks he doesn't need to care about himself?"

  Seeing the two of them still motionless, Ziyan's heart was burning with anger.

  He didn't blame him in the face of the wind, it was because he respected a genius, but not showing that he feared him. However, this young disciple was indeed a bit too arrogant!

  "That disciple over there is talking about you, why haven't you left yet? Hiding at the entrance of my Youyue Gate, could it be that you have some ulterior motives towards my Youyue lineage?"

  It was fine at first, but the back part got a bit serious. You should know that privately investigating other peaks is a big taboo in the sect. Although they are all from the same sect, there are some secrets that cannot be shared between peaks. Just like in a large family, outwardly it's one family, but inwardly, it's divided into many small factions.

  Feng Yan also didn't want to see things develop in the worst direction, there was no other way, he could only stand up and explain clearly.

  "Zi Yan Shijie, this is a disciple of Li Changlao from the Xuanmu Sect, Cang Ye Shidi. He's not here to spy on us. He and your sect's Yu Ling Shimei are old acquaintances. This time he came to Mount Hui just to see her."

  It's said that he is Li Tian Luo's disciple, Zi Yan slightly calmed down a bit, but hearing that he also came to find Yu Ling, her anger surged up again.

  "Fei Ling, Fei Ling! Everything is about Fei Ling, this group of disciples are so brainless, how can they all be thinking of her? In Master's eyes it's her, in the disciples' eyes it's still her!" Thinking of this, Zi Yan could no longer suppress the flames of jealousy in her chest, and somewhat abnormally mocked Cang Ye.

  "I was wondering who it was, and it turned out to be a 'senior disciple' of the Xuanmu Sect! Cang Ye, oh! So you're that Cang Ye, the one my junior sister has been searching for every day. What's this, coming to find your little lover?"

  "Shut up!" Cang Ye rarely lost his temper, but that didn't mean he had no temper. When Zi Yan said "high disciple" with a mocking face, Cang Ye was already angry, and the words that followed about being a little lover made him unable to hold back. He spoke out to stop Zi Yan from continuing.

  "Hmph, what's wrong with you? Still angry? This is how you speak to your senior sister? Want to fight? Come on then! Don't say I'm bullying you, but you're the one who made the first move! Let me properly discipline you for your master!" Seeing Cang Ye draw out his treasured sword, it was just what Zi Yan had hoped for.

  She had always looked down on Yu Ling and was always trying to find ways to bring her down. Now that the person Yu Ling liked was right in front of her, how could she not take the opportunity to teach her a lesson? As for whether or not she could win, it was something she had never considered, because this didn't need consideration.