Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Demon Race Youth
Ji Chen mingled in the crowd, listening to such discussions entering his ears, inevitably feeling a bit comforted in his heart.
The elixirs, Holy Dragon Source Stone, including those Dao Artifacts, were all things he left behind before he departed years ago.
Now that the Lingyun Sect has grown like this, it hasn’t failed his help from back then.
"Buzz..."
As time passed, suddenly a light beam flashed out from within the Lingyun Sect, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Looking up, they saw a woman in a blue dress, seemingly around twenty-five or six years old, in the prime of her youth, with unparalleled beauty. It was none other than Fang Qingyao, the current Sect Leader of Lingyun Sect!
Four years had passed, and her appearance hadn’t changed much, still radiating the same unmatched charm, becoming much more mature, and as the current Sect Leader of Lingyun Sect, Fang Qingyao was also quite renowned within the Profound Domain.
"This is indeed Fang Qingyao, the Sect Leader of Lingyun Sect! One of the few prominent women within the Profound Domain!"
"Much younger than I imagined, and such extraordinary beauty. I must pass the examination and join Lingyun Sect!" said a rather obese young man.
"Do you still wish to chase after her? She’s the Sect Leader!" someone next to him couldn’t help but interject.
"What if she’s the Sect Leader? Isn’t she of the same age as us?" the obese young man replied.
The crowd was left speechless.
"Today marks the entrance examination for our Lingyun Sect..."
Fang Qingyao stood in mid-air, speaking softly. Although she appeared young, her every move and gesture subtly revealed the demeanor of a generation’s Sect Leader, exuding authority without anger.
"Ha, so this is the Lingyun Sect?"
But as Fang Qingyao was explaining the rules of the examination, suddenly, a voice came from the void not far away.
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but frown, raising their heads to see who this presumptuous person was, daring to interrupt Fang Qingyao at this time.
"Swoosh!"
The space trembled gently, and then a young man in his twenties gradually emerged.
"A Returning Ruins Realm expert!"
The crowd was astonished. The young man stood in mid-air, undoubtedly proving his cultivation had reached at least the Returning Ruins Realm.
In the Profound Domain, few reached such cultivation at this age, instantly raising curiosity about the young man’s background and identity.
"This aura... is he from the Ancient Race?"
Someone frowned, sensing the different aura on the youth. In recent years, the Ancient Race had reappeared, and they carried a unique aura, distinct from human cultivators, easily identifying them as members of the Ancient Race.
"Who might you be?"
Fang Qingyao frowned, looking at the young man, "Coming to our Lingyun Sect, what guidance do you offer?"
"Just passing by,"
the youth, clad in a long black robe, stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint expression of arrogant pride on his face, "My name is Yao Yan."
"Yao Yan..."
Fang Qingyao frowned deeper, "From the West Desert’s Demon Race?"
Similar to the Eastern Desolation’s Dragon Race, the West Desert’s Demon Race was among the top-ranked mighty ancient races.
"I only arrived in Beiyou recently, passing through today. Previously, I heard someone mention that four years ago a genius with Nine Spirit Veins appeared in Beiyou from your Lingyun Sect. I thought it was a top sect, but it seems the strength is much less than I imagined."
He spoke arrogantly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
Evidently, for the Sect Leader Fang Qingyao to only be at the First Layer of the Returning Ruins Realm, it showed that Lingyun Sect’s strength was mediocre.
For such a sect to produce a genius with Nine Spirit Veins was indeed surprising.
"If you have business, speak directly," Fang Qingyao frowned, thinking of the white-clad youth Ji Chen when the other mentioned him.
In a flash, four years had passed.
At that time, Nangong Ao returned to Lingyun Sect alone, bringing news that Ji Chen had gone to the Immortal Burial Forest. Upon learning this, everyone in Lingyun Sect, including her and Ji Xiaotian, grieved for a long time.
"Merely curious, what kind of sect this is to birth such a genius."
Yao Yan spoke with a soft smile, stepping forward into the Lingyun Sect as if uninvited.
"Apologies, today is the entrance examination for Lingyun Sect, we do not receive visitors," Fang Qingyao stepped forward, blocking his path.
"Merely a Lingyun Sect, you cannot stop me if I wish to enter."
Yao Yan sneered. As he spoke, a vast energy burst from him.
Fang Qingyao’s expression changed dramatically, "A Celestial Essence Realm expert!"
"As you know, do not block my path, or I cannot guarantee that no ill will befall your Lingyun Sect."
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, within Lingyun Sect, more than ten figures burst forth.
The Returning Ruins Realm elders were all alarmed by this aura.
They all frowned, faces heavy, looking at Yao Yan, feeling the terrifying aura beyond their capacity to handle.
Great Elder Li Sihai approached Fang Qingyao, speaking softly, "Sect Leader, Senior Nangong is out, but both Supreme Elders are in seclusion. Should we notify them?"
"We have no choice," Fang Qingyao replied.
A Celestial Essence Realm expert with Lingyun Sect’s current strength, unless Nangong Ao or Lu Daoyi acted, no one could stop this man today.
Ye Jinglan also had the strength to suppress him, but was currently in seclusion.
Li Sihai nodded and turned to head into Lingyun Sect.
"Are the demon race people always so domineering and arrogant? Forcing entry into another’s mountain gate, it’s a bit too much, isn’t it?"
However, at this time, a cold snort came from the crowd below.
No need for a reminder, everyone’s gaze shifted simultaneously.
Then they saw a white-clad youth stepping out slowly, none other than Ji Chen.
But at this moment, he used a secret technique to alter his appearance, not revealing his true face.
After all, four years had passed, with the Ancient Race appearing, the world was unstable, if it were known he returned alive from the Immortal Burial Forest, it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.
"Where did this brat come from? Do you dare meddle?"
Yao Yan sneered, with disdain in his eyes, looking down at Ji Chen.
"Buzz..."
At the moment his voice fell, he struck, his palm flipping, and a colossal purple void hand appeared, like a mountain, blotting out the sky, pressing down toward Ji Chen fiercely.