Chapter 15: New Member, A Surprising Red Packet

"Today, the Jianghu is nowhere to be seen..."

Zhang Xuan listened as Zhang Sanfeng pointed out the relevant matters one by one, and he could not help but feel admiration in his heart.

The Seven Great Sects had gathered, and even the Bright Peak of the Ming Cult was about to be razed.

But now that the Six Great Sects had gathered, a single word from Zhang Sanfeng had caused them all to disperse.

One could only say that Zhang Sanfeng's strength and realm were different from the past, far beyond what an ordinary person could compare to.

"Sigh, when will I ever reach this level!"

Zhang Xuan sighed silently.

To make the Six Great Sects retreat in unison with a single sentence—that was true prestige, that was the life.

As for the future lives of Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji, Zhang Xuan was not worried at all.

Even if Zhang Wuji still suffered a strike of the Xuanming Divine Palm, Wudang Mountain now possessed the complete Nine Yang Divine Art, so Zhang Wuji would not have too many problems at all.

With Zhang Xuan's interference and Zhang Sanfeng's powerful intervention, Zhang Wuji, who originally had an extremely tragic life, was now completely free of the various tribulations that followed; it could be said that the path ahead was smooth sailing.

As for the Six Great Sects who had temporarily laid down their arms, expecting them to stage a comeback was unrealistic.

Once the Six Great Sects had gathered at Wudang Mountain and were shouted away by Zhang Sanfeng in front of the Purple Heaven Palace, the possibility of them regrouping, given their status as a rabble, was non-existent.

"Sigh, it's a pity the famous scene is gone, but now there is a new famous scene—Zhang Sanfeng shouting away the Five Great Sects—which isn't bad either."

Zhang Xuan praised silently.

Looking at the Chat Group, Meng Qi had not popped up today; he was likely still receiving introductory training at the Shaolin Temple and could not get away, so he should only have a chance to pop up in the evening.

As for Zhang Xuan, his Nine Yang Divine Art had entered the introductory stage, and his internal energy could now circulate naturally; it would be difficult to have any greater improvement in the short term.

After eating a round of melons, he was satisfied and had no intention of cultivating for the time being.

He simply stopped and took the opportunity to type twenty thousand words as a stockpile with his increasingly agile brain, setting them to be sent at scheduled times so he could play more freely later.

Having extraordinary abilities still requires respecting reality; after all, one has to eat.

Just as he was about to continue grinding, he suddenly heard a "ding" sound, and a notification came from the Chat Group.

Ding, "I Slept for Ten Thousand Years" wants to join the Chat Group, do you allow it?

"Aha?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned. He carefully sensed the state of his body and found that his overall condition had not improved; the Nine Yang Divine Art was still in the minor completion stage, and he had not gained much personal improvement.

"That means the other party's strength has decreased. Which unlucky soul is this?"

While complaining in his mouth, Zhang Xuan's hands were not slow, and he clicked confirm directly in his mind.

The next moment, there was movement in the Chat Group.

Ding, "I Slept for Ten Thousand Years" has joined the Chat Group!

I Slept for Ten Thousand Years: 【What is this sound? Are you also a backup plan left in my mind by Dantai Xuan?】

Zhang Xuan: Think carefully, the relevant rules are already in your mind; if there is anything you don't understand, you can check the Group File and group announcements.

Zhang Xuan: Remember to offer a newcomer Red Packet after you finish reading!

In Dantai Gucheng, Chen Nan was very calm.

Although his entire cultivation base had been abolished by that little princess of the Chu Kingdom using the Heaven-Melting Earth-Fusing Great Method.

But at the same time, that little princess of the Chu Kingdom had inadvertently dissolved the backup plan left by Dantai Xuan into nothingness, and his Six Senses had recovered as they were, returning once again to his most gifted period.

Although he currently had no cultivation base, he had already recovered the talent he had as the most outstanding genius of the Eastern Continent back then.

He was confident that it would not take long for him to recover to his original state or even reach a higher level.

The voice in his mind was mysterious and unfathomable; even with his recovered Six Senses, he could not discover where the person transmitting the voice was.

Chen Nan did not panic. Although his strength could not be considered overwhelmingly powerful, his father had reached the Immortal Martial Realm back then, and the people who frequented his home were the top figures of the Eastern Continent.

He had seen all kinds of mysterious and supreme arts, so he was surprised but not flustered.

Following the mysterious person's guidance, he calmed his heart, and suddenly, a large mass of information flooded into his mind.

"Wanjie Chat Group, communicating with ten thousand worlds, connecting countless worlds?"

"Created by the Heavenly Dao Controller? Able to observe the fate lines of the past and future of a world?"

Mass after mass of information flooded into his mind, causing Chen Nan's heart to shake violently.

Even at his father's peak, he would not dare to claim he could create a world; at most, he could only achieve Chang Sheng.

He felt that such divine abilities were too powerful and terrifying.

"The pinnacle of martial arts, can true Immortal Gods really reach such a level?"

"A person capable of creating worlds at will must be a God King of God Kings, right?"

Chen Nan's heart was shaking violently. Learning that there were powerful cultivation realms in the future, he did not find it incomprehensible, nor did he feel that the future was full of Darkness; instead, a lot of confidence grew in his heart.

"My father reached the Immortal Martial Realm ten thousand years ago; if he is still in the Immortal Realm now, would his strength and realm have reached such a level?"

Chen Nan had infinite fantasies in his heart.

I Slept for Ten Thousand Years: Red Packet, what is that?

As the thought occurred to him, a rule naturally popped up in his mind.

"Wanjie Chat Group User Manual..."

"Private chat, Red Packet, video..."

"Able to send items one possesses as a Red Packet, transmitting across ten thousand worlds—to have such an ability?"

Chen Nan was startled, but upon thinking of a Chat Group that could communicate across ten thousand worlds, he felt it was a matter of course.

"As for the Red Packet... I suppose it should be something like a greeting gift."

Chen Nan understood easily, but understanding was one thing; he did not have many items on him.

Although he had been awake for a while since reviving from the Shenmo Lingyuan, he had spent this time in a daze, barely managing to survive.

He had inexplicably entered the Ten Thousand Mountains and was then tied up by that willful and arrogant little princess of the Chu Kingdom.

Because he was able to draw the Houyi Bow, he was tied up by the little princess who wanted to take him to the capital.

As a result, because he accidentally saw the little princess bathing, he was held in resentment by her, and she insisted on using the Heaven-Melting Earth-Fusing Great Method to teach him a lesson.

With the Heaven-Melting Earth-Fusing Great Method out of control, it crippled all of his cultivation.

It could be said that at his most distressed moment he encountered the most powerful Chat Group, and Chen Nan felt quite embarrassed.

"The others are of no use, only that Inner Core from the failed Dragon Transformation that I got from the Ten Thousand Mountains is a bit useful..."

Chen Nan sighed and casually put the Inner Core into a Red Packet.

Ding, I Slept for Ten Thousand Years has sent a Red Packet!

Ding, Zhang Xuan has claimed the Red Packet from I Slept for Ten Thousand Years: Inner Core of a True Dragon that failed its Dragon Transformation.

"Holy crap!"

Looking at the golden Dragon Race Inner Core that appeared in his arms and radiated a powerful aura, Zhang Xuan's eyes widened.

The aura of that Inner Core was like a vast ocean, powerful and majestic, with an endless supply of Essence inside, as if it could never be used up.

Moreover, as Zhang Xuan held it in his hand, he felt an inexplicable factor flowing within the Inner Core, and his whole person seemed to have become two years younger.

"This... is there any need to be so generous!"

"I have definitely made this friend!"

Exclaiming in his heart, Zhang Xuan typed at a rapid speed.

Zhang Xuan: Big Boss 666!

Zhang Xuan: Wishing the Big Boss to become an Immortal and a God, and to enjoy immortal blessings forever!

Through the Inner Core in his arms and the recent remarks of this group member, Zhang Xuan had already roughly distinguished the identity of this newly joined member.

Having a feud with Dantai Xuan, and having his cultivation suddenly change from powerful to weak, basically being crippled, while at the same time giving away an Inner Core of a failed Dragon Transformation—besides Chen Nan, there was probably no one else.

I Slept for Ten Thousand Years: Brother, you are exaggerating too much. I am now just a useless person who has lost all his cultivation; becoming an Immortal or a God is ethereal.

Chen Nan felt the empty energy within his body; he was not very depressed, but he was very clear-headed. He was not carried away by the other party's flattery, but instead had many questions.

I Slept for Ten Thousand Years: I wonder if you could tell me in detail about the seniors in the Chat Group and the specific rules? This junior has just arrived here and is still a bit ignorant, fearing that I might act rashly and offend the seniors unintentionally.

Having just taken Chen Nan's benefit, Zhang Xuan was of course happy to provide some answers.

Zhang Xuan: Actually, there are not many taboos. The top Big Bosses in the Chat Group are basically all in seclusion. Perhaps their daily practice is measured in units of ten thousand years, so they are rarely seen. Instead, the others are a bit more active on a daily basis.

@Not Wanting to Be a Monk Meng Qi @Zhang Sanfeng, these two and I are the ones who like to pop up in the group now.

"A single practice is measured in units of ten thousand years?"

Hearing this, Chen Nan felt a chill in his heart.

Looking at his own name again, I Slept for Ten Thousand Years, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He had originally thought that waking up after ten thousand years was a very shocking thing; all his relatives, friends, and even family had disappeared, and he was wandering alone in this strange world, empty and helpless.

He felt that this was a very miserable thing, but who knew that the real Big Bosses would calculate a single session of seclusion practice in ten thousand years.

Looking at it this way, he seemed to be making a fuss over nothing, and he felt inexplicably embarrassed.

As for the second half of what Zhang Xuan said, he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Hey, although I accidentally crippled your cultivation, I am also very guilty, okay? Don't just sit here staring blankly every day and making me feel bad!"

"I've eaten less food these past two days, alright? My sister has already promised you that after returning to the Imperial Capital, she will find a way to help you restore your cultivation!"

Chen Nan was still preparing to ask more when the words of the little demon princess suddenly reached his ears.

Opening his eyes to look, the appearance of the little princess of the Chu Kingdom was truly very exquisite: fair and tender skin, delicate features, a small, dainty nose, a cherry mouth...

The overall facial features and appearance were flawless, and although she had not yet fully grown, one could already tell that she would definitely be a great beauty in the future.

But the expression on her face and her words immediately made Chen Nan feel disgusted.

Even though he was still communicating with others in his mind, neither this little demon princess nor the eldest princess of the Chu Kingdom beside him, who was said to practice Magic, noticed anything.

Chen Nan felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart, and also a little bit of joy.

Meanwhile, the guards from the Chu Kingdom not far away isolated the area and vigilantly observed the surroundings, also failing to notice anything unusual.

The only thing that had changed was in Chen Nan's arms, where the Dragon Race Inner Core from the failed Dragon Transformation that he had picked up from the Ten Thousand Mountains was already gone.

(End of this chapter)