Chapter 399: The Rule Maker

After Liu Tai'an left.

Cen Zhe looked again in the direction where Ye Qingxuan was, murmuring:

"It seems it is time to meet the senior brother my disciple speaks of."

Having spoken, Cen Zhe took a step, and his figure vanished from the main hall.

Inside the stone pavilion outside the Qingxuan Blessed Land.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan was comfortably drinking tea, admiring the scenery beyond the mountain peak.

After finishing the pot of tea on the stone table.

Ye Qingxuan was preparing to return to the Qingxuan Cave Heaven.

Unexpectedly, before he could even rise, a voice suddenly came from behind him:

Facing Cen Zhe's gaze, Ye Qingxuan appeared calm and indifferent, saying nothing either.

Ye Qingxuan's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Ye Qingxuan no longer held back; his cultivation base growth rate was indeed not slow.

Hearing Cen Zhe's words, Ye Qingxuan was startled and quickly bowed, saying:

"Disciple Ye Qingxuan, pays respects to the Sect Master."

Even if one is mysterious, at the very least, the sect disciples must recognize one's appearance.

Therefore, his portrait circulating among the Xuantian Sect disciples was tacitly approved by the sect.

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's question, Cen Zhe was somewhat surprised.

With matters having reached this point, his fear would be of no help.

Cen Zhe is a Mahayana realm cultivator.

After calming down, Ye Qingxuan said calmly to Cen Zhe:

"Thank you, Sect Master, for your praise."

Given the current situation.

The main consciousness inhabiting an external clone can also survive.

There is no need for empty pleasantries from Cen Zhe at this point.

"You young man are quite leisurely."

After all, he still has an external clone outside the Xuantian Sect; if the true body truly meets disaster.

Having his cultivation base seen through by Cen Zhe, Ye Qingxuan was first startled, then calmed down.

Unless absolutely necessary, he did not wish to do so.

Hearing this sudden voice, Ye Qingxuan was startled.

"I am Cen Zhe, the Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect."

His figure flashed; he rose and turned around at extreme speed.

Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared before him, Ye Qingxuan said warily:

If he truly intended to attack him, Ye Qingxuan could not resist.

Cen Zhe gazed at Ye Qingxuan, silent for a moment.

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, he observed Ye Qingxuan's words and conduct.

But his portrait among the various disciples of the Xuantian Sect was no secret.

Since his true cultivation base had already been seen through.

"Ye Qingxuan, your talent is not bad, is it?"

Seeing this, Cen Zhe nodded in satisfaction:

"You are very good!"

Although he rarely appeared within the sect.

He was not yet prepared to meet the sect's high-level elders.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan's heart was also uneasy.

But on second thought, Cen Zhe understood somewhat:

After all, as the master of a sect.

Surviving in the body of an external clone was the worst-case scenario.

"Who are you?"

As his thoughts flowed, Ye Qingxuan's actions were not slow.

"You do not know me?"

Moreover, his minor divine technique, Deceiving Heaven, was not yet fully mastered; perhaps...

Fear brings what is feared; just as Ye Qingxuan was worried, Cen Zhe suddenly said playfully:

"As a Blessed Cultivation disciple, breaking through to the Void Penetration realm in just a few hundred years."

However, doing so would mean too great a loss for him.

"True enough; as a Blessed Cultivation disciple, you move little within the sect, so not knowing me is normal."

Before Ye Qingxuan could speak, Cen Zhe continued asking:

"What rank has your Qingxuan Blessed Land reached now?"

Hearing Cen Zhe's question, Ye Qingxuan hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke honestly:

"My Qingxuan Blessed Land is currently at the sixth rank level."

Cen Zhe is the Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect.

The Blessed Cultivation rankings, Cen Zhe could of course check at will.

Now he asked about the realm of Ye Qingxuan's Blessed Land.

Naturally, he wanted to know the true realm of Ye Qingxuan's Blessed Land.

Facing the current situation, Ye Qingxuan did not intend to conceal it.

Excessive hiding would only stir Cen Zhe's displeasure and curiosity.

Rather than blindly concealing, it was better to advance as a form of retreat.

Voluntarily exposing part of his own secrets, revealing his extraordinary nature.

This would instead make Cen Zhe feel reassured about him.

However, this was merely Ye Qingxuan's psychological game.

He could not guess the mind of a Mahayana realm powerhouse.

Opposite.

Upon hearing that Ye Qingxuan's Blessed Land had grown to the sixth realm level,

Cen Zhe looked deeply at Ye Qingxuan and asked tentatively:

"May this seat visit your Blessed Land?"

Hearing Cen Zhe's question, Ye Qingxuan did not refuse, nodding slightly and saying:

"Of course, Sect Master, please!"

Saying this, he led Cen Zhe toward the cave behind the stone pavilion.

After passing through the Blessed Land's heavenly and earthly barrier and entering the Blessed Land,

Cen Zhe took a look around, then looked at Ye Qingxuan and smiled lightly, saying:

"You young man, you hid quite deeply. No wonder you could deceive the sect disciples' inspection of your Blessed Land."

Hearing Cen Zhe's words, Ye Qingxuan smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he directly dispelled the array covering the "Third Realm Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land."

Revealing the true Sixth Realm Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land.

The landing spot where Cen Zhe and Ye Qingxuan entered the Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land

was precisely the "Third Realm Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land" Ye Qingxuan had set up beforehand.

With Cen Zhe's cultivation base, he could naturally see through the array Ye Qingxuan had arranged.

Therefore, after hearing Cen Zhe's teasing, Ye Qingxuan simply took the initiative to remove the illusion array he had previously set up.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan tactfully remove the illusion array,

Cen Zhe withdrew his gaze from Ye Qingxuan and began to survey the entire Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land.

With Cen Zhe's cultivation base,

even without using spiritual sense, he could take in the entire Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land at a glance.

After a long while, Cen Zhe slowly spoke:

"Young man, your Ye Qingxuan Blessed Land is not bad."

Hearing Cen Zhe's words, Ye Qingxuan stood respectfully beside Cen Zhe without speaking.

He was waiting for Cen Zhe's final decision regarding him.

Although concealing his own cultivation base and the realm of his Blessed Land did not violate the explicit laws and sect rules of the Xuantian Sect,

Ye Qingxuan understood clearly.

His fate this time did not rest upon the sect rules of the Xuantian Sect,

but rather in the hands of Cen Zhe, this Mahayana realm cultivator.

Although Ye Qingxuan felt somewhat powerless in his heart, this was the law of the jungle in the cultivation world.

From the moment he stepped into the cultivation world, Ye Qingxuan had already deeply realized this point.

When the moment truly arrived, Ye Qingxuan felt no unwillingness or anger in his heart.

Instead, his heart was calmer than ever before.

Powerless rage is meaningless.

Ye Qingxuan only hoped that in the future, he would be one of those standing at the peak of the world, setting the rules.

Just as Ye Qingxuan was pondering,

Cen Zhe looked at Ye Qingxuan beside him, whose aura was becoming increasingly ethereal.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Setting aside cultivation base, judging solely by state of mind,

even Liu Tai'an might be slightly inferior to Ye Qingxuan.

The path of Blessed Land cultivation in the Xuantian Sect might truly be perfected under Ye Qingxuan's hands.

After a moment of thought in his eyes, Cen Zhe spoke again:

"I heard that my disciple Tai'an has a deep friendship with you."

"Has he always addressed you as senior brother?"

(End of this chapter)