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Chapter 1670 (Raw 1682): I Am Your Martial Uncle
Ye Zifeng once spent some time following Pan Huang. He had heard Pan Huang mention the Saber Sovereign Medallion’s matter before.
Hence, when Ye Zifeng saw the Saber Sovereign Medallion, he immediately guessed Xiao Chen’s identity.
Given Pan Huang’s means, no one could trick the Saber Sovereign Medallion. Only a true bladesman would receive its acknowledgment.
Xiao Chen put away the Saber Sovereign Medallion and performed a cupped-fist salute. “Big Brother Ye is too polite. This humble self is simply not worthy of such an address.”
Ye Zifeng smiled faintly and sized up Xiao Chen carefully. His eyes soon lit up.
What a fellow! He has gone so far as to comprehend the Saber Dao’s Great Dao Energy!
Ye Zifeng glanced at the red-clad administrator and Elder Liu. Then, he turned and said, “My junior brother is here to look for me. I will personally speak to the Sect Master about his matter. The two of you should not leak this out and let anyone catch wind of this.”
Before Ye Zifeng’s gaze, the red-clad administrator and Elder Liu felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain. Sweat flowed out of their foreheads as they replied with fear and sincerity.
“We obey Martial Grand Uncle’s instructions.”
Ye Zifeng revealed a satisfied smile. Then, he extended his hand, wrapped Xiao Chen in a saber light, and soared straight into the clouds.
Long after Ye Zifeng had left, the red-clad administrator and Elder Liu finally felt the pressure ease, feeling like they were relieved of a huge burden.
“It turns out that Martial Grand Uncle has already broken through the Starry Sky Realm after remaining in closed-door cultivation for so many years.” The red-clad administrator revealed an expression of respect and awe as he looked in the direction that Ye Zifeng vanished in.
Elder Liu wiped off the sweat on his forehead and said somewhat weakly, “Administrator He, sorry. I nearly brought trouble to you. This time, I really made a misjudgment and nearly let it grow into something problematic.”
The red-clad administrator smiled and said, “Why the apology? Elder Liu, escorting Martial Grand Uncle’s junior brother to the main sect is clearly a big contribution. Just wait here for a day or two. Martial Grand Uncle will definitely send down a reward.”
On hearing that, Elder Liu thought for a while before laughing in understanding. “Haha! That’s right. I did not think that far and nearly misunderstood.”
However, Martial Grand Uncle’s junior brother... No matter how Elder Liu said it, it sounded awkward.
Nevertheless, if Elder Liu did not refer to Xiao Chen as that, he could not think of a suitable address for him.
Ye Zifeng was the Supreme Elder of the main sect. In seniority, he was even higher than the Sect Master. However, Xiao Chen was his junior brother. This meant that Xiao Chen’s seniority was now higher than the Sect Master’s.
This was a complete mess.
“However, Martial Grand Uncle said not to leak it out. Since he said that, he must have his own intentions, so don’t ever leak it,” the red-clad administrator said as he glanced at Elder Liu.
Elder Liu smiled and said, “Don’t worry. I already lived for so many years. How can I not know this principle? Come, come, we have not met for a long time. Let’s go and have a drink.”
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Yang Qing would never guess that Xiao Chen, whom she worried about not being able to enter the inner sect, was directly taken away by Ye Zifeng, a legendary character in the Purple Flame Sect.
At the summit of the main peak, a seven-colored light spread out. The Spiritual Energy here was very dense, giving off a vast pressure.
Even with Xiao Chen’s physical body, which rivaled a Major Primal Core cultivator’s, he still found it somewhat hard to bear and needed some time to adjust.
Xiao Chen sized up the surroundings and felt startled. This place seemed to spew Spiritual Energy at every moment.
The rainbow fog around was like a colorful waterfall.
Could this place be a natural Spirit Spring, and the summit of the peak happens to be the source?
When Ye Zifeng saw Xiao Chen looking around curiously, he said softly, “The entire blessed land is a natural Spirit Spring constantly gushing out Spiritual Energy. The two main peaks are the source.
“Most of the Spiritual Energy of the entire Grave Sea comes from the three blessed lands. For the past few years, I have been in closed-door cultivation here and rarely come out.”
When Xiao Chen heard that, he felt slightly surprised, as Ye Zifeng’s aura seemed like it was both there and not there as it drifted through the world.
Ye Zifeng clearly was a whole cultivation grade higher than the Star Venerates Xiao Chen saw before. Hence, Xiao Chen wondered why he was still in closed-door cultivation.
“Big Brother Ye, you don’t seem to be a Star Venerate anymore.”
“I was no longer one five years ago.”
“Then, why are you still in closed-door cultivation?”
Since Ye Zifeng already broke through, why did he remain in closed-door cultivation? At this moment, he should be wandering the world and fighting with people of similar cultivation. He should be testing what he gained in closed-door cultivation and improving further through more comprehensions.
Ye Zifeng smiled faintly and did not reply. It seemed like there was more to this. However, he changed the topic. “Junior Brother, are you here to evade disaster?”
Xiao Chen felt startled as he gave Ye Zifeng a strange look. Before he spoke of it, Ye Zifeng already knew.
Was he too predictable?
“It isn’t strange. I know of your origins. You must have come from the same place as Master, from the Kunlun Realm. As a fellow bladesman, I can see your talent and strength. If you wanted to join the sect, this Purple Flame Sect really would not be able to contain you. Instead, it would delay you.”
Ye Zifeng hurriedly shared his analysis in detail. “Most bladesmen are proud. Unless it was something very difficult, you would not place your hope on a senior brother whom you have never met before.”
His tone and expression were calm. His muddy eyes looked like they could see through everything in the world.
Xiao Chen felt startled. After thinking for a long time, he finally found a phrase to describe his “convenient” senior brother.
Sincere and honest!
That was right: sincere and honest. Ye Zifeng did not put on the airs of a senior or expert and pretend to be very learned. He was also not overly warm, which would give others an impression of hypocrisy.
Ye Zifeng’s tone was calm, and his attitude was warm. He spoke at a measured pace that sounded convincing and pleasing.
For some reason, Xiao Chen had a good impression of him. He performed a cupped-fist salute and said, “Big Brother Ye, your analysis is right. Xiao Chen is indeed here to evade disaster.”
In the end, Xiao Chen’s skin was too thin. He was still too embarrassed to address Ye Zifeng as Senior Brother, so he could only address him as Big Brother for now.
Xiao Chen did not hide anything. He told Ye Zifeng about how he met the Jiao Snake and that the Black Lotus Church was pursuing him for some reason.
Ye Zifeng listened calmly. When Xiao Chen finished, Ye Zifeng did not rush to answer, showing a contemplative expression.
Xiao Chen’s matter could cause a Holy Venerate to show such an expression. It looked like the Black Lotus Church was not that simple.
Xiao Chen could not help feeling nervous. Actually, he had long heard that the Black Lotus Church was an extremely special faction, particularly because of their Sect Master, who was exceptionally mysterious.
“The Black Lotus Church is a little tricky to deal with. I’ll do what I can.” Ye Zifeng did not pursue this topic. Instead, he looked at Xiao Chen and said, “There is no rush for you. I can tell from your aura that a breakthrough is imminent. Just stay at my place during this period and cultivate properly.
“If there is anything you need, you can tell your martial nephew. I’ll introduce you two to each other.”
Martial nephew?
That should be the disciple that the red-clad administrator mentioned, the one that Ye Zifeng had reluctantly accepted.
Ye Zifeng’s lips moved slightly, and invisible sound waves spread in the air.
After a while, a sharp aura approached from midway up the mountain. A nimble figure leaped about on the precipitous mountain road.
Xiao Chen wondered to himself, Why does this aura feel somewhat familiar?
The person coming up landed excitedly and rushed over to Ye Zifeng. Then, Xiao Chen showed a slightly stunned expression as he resisted the urge to laugh, which made him appear unfathomable and calm.
The person who came was young and had an irrepressible pride written on his face, showing off his sharpness.
At such a young age, this person had already broken through the peak half-step Primal Core Realm and reached the early-stage Minor Primal Core Realm.
This person also gave off an ancient indistinct aura from the Great Desolate Eon.
This person was none other than Ling Yu, whom Xiao Chen met a few times before.
This was the Ling Yu who once competed with the elegant youth Jiang Xuan at the Pirate Hall, taking more than thirty consecutive victories at the dueling ring.
When Ling Yu noticed Xiao Chen, he revealed his surprise.
Before Ling Yu could raise any questions, he heard Ye Zifeng say calmly, “Ling Yu, greet your martial uncle, Xiao Chen.”
Ah!
This stunned Ling Yu on the spot. His expression turned very interesting.
Ling Yu was sure that he had not heard wrong…he understood every word of what his master had said. However, when these words were put together, he was truly confounded at their meaning.
Ling Yu looked at Xiao Chen, then at Ye Zifeng.
Master, are you messing with me? He must be messing…messing…messing with me.
However, when Ling Yu saw Ye Zifeng’s affirmative expression, Ling Yu’s mind fell into chaos. He showed a smile that looked uglier than a crying face. Then, he performed a cupped-fist salute and bowed. “Ling Yu greets Martial Uncle Xiao Chen.”
Xiao Chen laughed in his heart. He felt that this senior brother was worth knowing.
Xiao Chen thought back to when Ling Yu felt himself better than others. At that time, he had thought that Xiao Chen wanted to befriend him, so he coldly rejected Xiao Chen.
Although Xiao Chen was magnanimous and did not mind, he was not a saint and could not avoid being somewhat displeased at the time.
Hence, he now found the expression on Ling Yu’s face truly delightful.
Xiao Chen smiled and said, “Martial Nephew is being too polite. I’m the one that needs Martial Nephew’s care in the future.”
Ye Zifeng said seriously with a nod, “Your martial uncle will be staying here for a period. I’ll leave all the trivial matters to you.”
Your martial uncle…
These three words were very simple, but to Ling Yu, they sounded like they were being used to scold someone, worse than “your grandfather.”