The Mirage Palace, which had been passed down since the era before Heavenly Summit Mountain, had not left a single survivor, except for Realman Sun-Eroding, who had escaped with the Thousand Clouds Blade.

If the conflict between Kong Yang and Liang Huan could still be described with the words "grievances and grudges,"

then the contradiction between Realman Sun-Eroding and Pure Dust True Person and Realman Lingxuan could only be called a "blood-deep enmity."

Although neither side brought it up now, and there were people above them suppressing the matter, Chen Yan knew that this was ultimately a bomb that could explode at any moment.

After leaving the Kongshan Sect, Chen Yan’s next step was to head to the Western Region of Chenping Continent. First, he would return the Abyssal Tower to Liang Huan and calm the emotions of this Ascended Steward of Mirage Palace.

Moreover, there were some things about the past that Chen Yan wanted to ask him.

For example, the matter of the illusion techniques of the Weaving Dreams Tower.

...

Kongyuan Mountain.

Chen Yan stood atop a hill, his gaze fixed on the direction of the several rows of disciple lodges before him.

Back when he first moved to Kongyuan Mountain, and later after becoming the chief disciple of Kongyuan Mountain, he had always lived there.

Chen Yan looked among those rows of disciple lodges at a courtyard that looked quite familiar. It was his former residence on Kongyuan Mountain.

Over twenty years had passed, and it seemed nothing had changed.

But for Chen Yan, it was far from being that simple.

Back then, Chen Yan had not yet borne so many missions on his shoulders.

Now, the person living in this courtyard was an ordinary inner disciple who had just reached his early twenties, at the mid-stage of the Martial Spring Realm. He had recently been promoted to manager disciple. The protector of the hall told him that if he continued to refine his cultivation and performed even better, the next time there was a vacancy for Supervisor or Councilor, he might be given priority.

In the eyes of that ordinary inner disciple at the mid-stage of the Martial Spring Realm, his own future was bright.

Countless living beings.

These four words were the concept Little Su most often mentioned. He believed that every living being in this world deserved respect.

Every living being also had its own story.

"This junior greets Realman Du Cang!"

Just as Chen Yan was reminiscing about the past, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

The corners of Chen Yan’s mouth lifted slightly at first, then he put away his smile. He turned around to face the middle-aged man behind him, who was standing respectfully, neatly dressed in the Kongyuan Mountain daoist robes, with not even a single wrinkle to be found.

Lin Qifeng.

Although this convenient master of his from back in his days at the Kongshan Sect had never been of much use, he was still, in an absolute sense, the one who had guided Chen Yan on the path of cultivation.

Chen Yan turned around and swept his gaze over Lin Qifeng from head to toe:

"Why are you dressed so cleanly?"

In Chen Yan’s memory, this convenient master of his mostly wore that loose crane-feather cloak and was usually not very particular about his appearance.

"How could I be dressed improperly when meeting a realman!"

Lin Qifeng said with utmost respect.

"I don’t recall ever asking you to come meet me."

Chen Yan said.

"Perhaps to you, Realman, a small figure like me is nothing more than roadside grass; but to me, even just a few years of bond will leave me remembering them for a lifetime."

Lin Qifeng continued.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Chen Yan showed a smile:

"In your eyes, am I really such an ungrateful and heartless person?"

"This junior would never mean that."

As he spoke, Lin Qifeng paused briefly:

"Back then, Patriarch Yan once told me that the path to immortality is ruthless."

Chen Yan naturally knew who the "Patriarch Yan" Lin Qifeng was referring to.

The first Ascended Steward of the Kongshan Sect, True Person Kongmiao, Yan Yunhe.

Yan Yunhe had also chosen the path of reincarnation and cultivation. After learning that the path to immortality on Chenping Continent was severed—or rather, after glimpsing the road ahead for Chenping Continent—this most brilliant Ascending to Immortality cultivator in the history of the Kongshan Sect ultimately chose Military Disintegration.

It was precisely because of Yan Yunhe’s existence that Lin Qifeng had always believed himself to be a so-called "Immortal Ascension reincarnation."

"How have things been in recent years?"

Chen Yan asked with a smile. Now that he was honored as the Steward of Chenping Continent, he naturally could not address Lin Qifeng as "Master" as he had in the past. This was not about forgetting his roots, but about the rules.

And now, Lin Qifeng certainly could not bear Chen Yan calling him Master.

Order and rules must always stand above personal emotions.

"Everything is fine. I still serve in the Alchemy Hall on Kongyuan Mountain. When I learned that you, Realman, were about to visit the Kongshan Sect, I specially prepared a small token of my sincerity for you. It is all I can offer."

As Lin Qifeng spoke, he took out a jade box that looked quite expensive—possibly worth tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones or more—and inside it was a green pill.

"You have a kind heart."

Chen Yan accepted the pill Lin Qifeng handed to him.

Although it was useless to him, it was indeed a gesture of goodwill from his convenient master.

"The past is like passing smoke. In recent years, many people in the sect have died."

Lin Qifeng said.

That was right.

This time, returning to the Kongshan Sect, Chen Yan had indeed remembered many old acquaintances who had passed away.

He suddenly recalled what Li Xiuxiu and the other person had said to him back in the outer court.

That Offering Elder of the Star Heaven Sect had told Qin Yue to be careful of Lin Qifeng.

But why?

What was the identity of that Offering Elder of the Star Heaven Sect?

If Qin Yue was the reincarnated body of Pure Dust True Person, then what about Lin Qifeng?

And why had Yan Yunhe’s reincarnated body been so fond of Lin Qifeng?

Many questions flooded into Chen Yan’s mind.

It was time to learn some more truths.

Chen Yan thought to himself.

He raised his hand. Now that he was an Ascending to Immortality cultivator, Chen Yan naturally had a deeper understanding of cause and effect, especially since he also mastered the Emptiness Annihilation Art.

The abilities that Mr. You and Kong Yang had used in the past to peer into fate and cause and effect were now available to him as well.

Chen Yan wanted to perform a divination on the karmic connection between Lin Qifeng and Yan Yunhe to gather more information.

But just as his thumb and middle finger came together, his expression instantly stiffened—

How... was this possible?

...

Chenping Continent, Eastern Region.

Within an oasis city located on a stretch of desert.

The weather was hot, and there were very few pedestrians on the streets.

A young cultivator in plain-colored daoist robes stepped into a shop in the city.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

The shop’s waiter approached to ask.

"No need for food."

The young cultivator said with a smile:

"I’m looking for someone."

Upon hearing this, the waiter’s expression shifted slightly, then he continued:

"Sir, you’re looking for..."

"You."

The young cultivator kept smiling:

"Xiao Bo’an, do you recognize who I am?"

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