Chapter 323

Chu Chaoran's closed-door disciple is someone else!?

At the dining table, the same question arose in everyone's hearts, and strange gazes swept back and forth between Zhang Fan and Xia Weisheng.

"Besides Boss Fan, could there be anyone else?"

Fang Changle has spent the most time with Zhang Fan, and he knows very well how terrifying this nominal disciple of Zhenwu Mountain is.

He is the only remaining incense of the Southern Zhang lineage, and he practices the Divine Demon Sacred Embryo; regardless of his realm or strength, he is a top-tier existence among the younger generation.

In Fang Changle's eyes, being so special, becoming the closed-door disciple of True Person Chaoran is almost a certainty.

However, at this moment, listening to Xia Weisheng's implication, it seems True Person Chaoran has other choices!?

"Someone as excellent as Brother Fan actually can't become True Person Chaoran's closed-door disciple? Then who else could it be?" Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but say.

Zhang Fan remained silent, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Since he reawakened his Yuanshen, he has been well taken care of by Zhenwu Mountain, whether it was arranging for him to join the Night-Bright, or the several times Zhenwu Mountain intervened to help him later; even when he was flaunting his power outside, he was doing so under the banner of Zhenwu Mountain.

When the news that True Person Chaoran announced he would take a closed-door disciple came out, Zhang Fan also vaguely felt that perhaps that closed-door disciple was himself.

After all, the Zhenwu Jade Tablet, inherited through generations of Zhenwu Mountain, is still with him!

At this moment, Xia Weisheng's personal testimony couldn't help but make him feel doubtful as well.

"Who could True Person Chaoran's closed-door disciple be?"

"I don't know." Xia Weisheng shook his head and looked at Zhang Fan.

"I also thought it was you at first, and even specifically asked Master, but the old man denied it directly."

As the words fell, everyone became even more curious; in this world, an existence that could be valued by True Person Chaoran, and even break precedent to open the mountain gate again to accept as a disciple, is certainly no ordinary person.

But who could such a person be?

Brothers Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Fang Changle, and even Xia Weisheng, as descendants of the ten famous Daoist mountains, racked their brains but couldn't think of who it could be.

"Such a person definitely won't be a nobody."

"Could it be that some incredible disciple has emerged from the Pure Yang families?"

"That's really possible."

Everyone spoke one after another, analyzing like peeling a cocoon.

In today's world, it seems only the Pure Yang families can compare to the foundation of the ten famous Daoist mountains.

After all, those are cultivation families that have produced experts in the Pure Yang Limitless Realm and even left behind Pure Yang treasures; although they do not occupy famous mountains or grotto-heavens, in terms of strength and background, they are not the least bit weaker than the ten famous Daoist mountains.

The Xu family in Shangjing is one of the Pure Yang families.

"I heard that two years ago, a disciple emerged from the Ge family who was favored by the ancestor and communicated with the Pure Yang treasure in the clan." Brothers Qi Delong whispered solemnly, revealing a piece of inside information.

The Ge family is also a Pure Yang family; their ancestor was the famous Baopuzi Ge Hong, and what is best known to the world, the 【Six Jia Secret Incantations】, also known as the 【Nine-Character True Incantations】, "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing," came from this.

"Weisheng, I remember that last year, your Zhenwu Mountain already held the Jade Tablet Transmission Assembly..."

Just then, Fang Changle suddenly said: "The Zhenwu Jade Tablet should have been passed to your hands, right? If True Person Chaoran has taken this closed-door disciple, who should the Zhenwu Jade Tablet be given to?"

Once these words were spoken, everyone's gaze fell on Xia Weisheng.

Only Zhang Fan kept his head down, eating the food in his bowl.

Xia Weisheng's gaze swept over Zhang Fan, and he said indifferently: "Master is just taking a disciple, but the Zhenwu Jade Tablet concerns the incense inheritance of Zhenwu Mountain; the two are unrelated..."

"Furthermore, the Zhenwu Jade Tablet does not belong to anyone; it belongs to Zhenwu Mountain. No matter whose hands it is in, it must be returned. Even if a person dies outside, the tablet must be returned."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Zhang Fan choked on a mouthful of water and almost spat it out, immediately coughing dryly.

"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Li Miaoyin hurriedly leaned forward.

"Why do you always choke on water lately? You're such a grown man..."

Li Miaoyin patted Zhang Fan's back, helping him catch his breath.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'll go to the restroom."

Zhang Fan picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth, glanced at Xia Weisheng from the corner of his eye, stood up, and walked out of the private room.

The moment he closed the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Zhenwu Jade Tablet on him, he always feels like he owes Zhenwu Mountain.

"True Person Chaoran's closed-door disciple is someone else..." Zhang Fan muttered.

He is currently sitting high and worry-free in Yujing City, seemingly calm and peaceful, but in reality, he is surrounded by strong enemies and crises.

Bai He Guan is eyeing him covetously, and the Northern Zhang lineage is far away; these two giants haven't noticed him yet.

Not to mention there is a Chen Long who has already obtained the True Dragon Horn; practicing the Five Elements Wrong King and obtaining one of the Nine Vessels, he has no more weaknesses.

Such a great enemy, even Zhang Lingzong would probably be wary of him.

He originally thought that becoming True Person Chaoran's closed-door disciple would at least have some prestige, enough to make these strong enemies wary, and even if a thunderclap occurred, it could be delayed significantly; now it seems that's probably gone down the drain.

"I have to contact Meng Qiwu later." Zhang Fan calculated in his heart.

Ever since Qin Ergou entered Mount Zhongnan, Zhang Fan has had quite a lot of contact with this proud daughter of Mount Zhongnan. Besides caring about Qin Ergou's cultivation, the most important thing is hoping to connect with the 【Zi Shu】 line through Meng Qiwu.

After all, in secret, this top student from Mount Zhongnan is a person of Zi Shu.

Among the Thirteen Zodiacs, Chen Long has the strongest strength, but Zi Shu is the most mysterious. If he could use external force to wipe out Chen Long, it would be equivalent to solving Zhang Fan's greatest hidden danger.

Among the Thirteen Zodiacs, besides the Human Zodiac, only Mao Rabbit Lin Jianyue, Xu Dog Qin Ergou, and Si Snake Bai Yujing are Zhang Fan's people.

Excluding the half-dead Hai Pig Wang Tao and the dead Yin Tiger Hong Shanjun, it's not even half.

"The Wu Wei Gate can still be utilized..." Zhang Fan pondered.

"Zhang Fan."

Just then, a soft call came from ahead.

Zhang Fan looked up, and at the end of the corridor, a beautiful figure entered his sight: short hair, fair skin, and an ethereal, gentle temperament.

"Jiang Lai!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked over.

He never expected to meet Jiang Lai here.

"What a coincidence, why are you here? I just returned to Yujing yesterday and was thinking of asking you out for a meal in the next two days." Zhang Fan said happily.

Come to think of it, he hasn't seen Jiang Lai for a long time.

"You've changed, you're different."

Jiang Lai looked Zhang Fan up and down, a unique brilliance flashing in her beautiful eyes, as if she were getting to know him all over again.

"Your eyes are as sharp as ever." Zhang Fan couldn't help but praise.

Even with his current cultivation and realm, he couldn't see through Jiang Lai.

But he knew Jiang Lai was definitely not an ordinary cultivator.

That day, Zhang Fan had once seen a corner of the past in the Zhenwu Jade Tablet; eighty years ago, on Long Hu Mountain, the Daoist calamity...

In that calamity, five people walked down the mountain alive, and one of them was Jiang Lai.

"This time I..."

"Zhang Fan!"

Just as the words left her mouth, a soft call came from behind. Zhang Fan turned to look, and at the other end of the corridor, Li Miaoyin was looking for him. Her gaze swept past Zhang Fan and intentionally or unintentionally swept over Jiang Lai.

"This is..."

Walking closer, Li Miaoyin looked at Jiang Lai, a subtle smile appearing on her pretty face.

"Don't tell me this is another ex-girlfriend." Li Miaoyin glared at Zhang Fan.

"What do you mean by 'another'?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and then introduced: "This is Jiang Lai, my friend."

"This is..."

"I've seen you before."

Before Zhang Fan could finish, he was interrupted by Jiang Lai. She stared straight at Li Miaoyin, a cold look flashing in her eyes.

"Seen me? Where?" Li Miaoyin asked, stunned.

She had absolutely no impression of Jiang Lai.

"In a dream!"

As the words fell, Jiang Lai took a step forward, her jade hand reaching out like a drifting immortal sword, piercing through clouds and rain, landing directly on Li Miaoyin's shoulder.

"Jiang Lai, what are you doing?" Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically, and he roared in a low voice.

Hum...

With just one palm, Li Miaoyin's body instantly lost its center of gravity, and at the same time, her Yuanshen left her body, actually being struck out.

"What a fierce ex-girlfriend."

Li Miaoyin's Yuanshen soared into the sky, and instantly, a terrifying pressure swept through like a tidal wave, disturbing the mind.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but show a strange expression.

At this moment, he actually saw the full picture of Li Miaoyin's Yuanshen; this was also the first time he truly saw her foundation.

That Yuanshen was exactly the same as Li Miaoyin's appearance, only more ethereal, as bright and moving as a banished immortal.

Most importantly, behind Li Miaoyin's Yuanshen, there was actually a phantom flickering, as if hidden in the mist...

That was a furnace, ancient and mysterious, containing the ten directions.

"What is this?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow.

Yuanshen is innate, and those who can produce strange phenomena are rare in the world.

"Immortal Surname!?"

Just then, Jiang Lai stared at the void furnace, a unique brilliance flashing in her eyes.

"You think just because your surname is Li, I can't hold you?"

As she spoke, Jiang Lai's right hand reached out, her delicate palm at this moment seeming to have the power to cover the sky, moving the sun and moon, disturbing the universe, and surging power like a great river rushed over, grabbing directly at Li Miaoyin's Yuanshen.

"Jiang Lai..."

Zhang Fan's expression sank abruptly, and he stopped and blocked in front of Li Miaoyin; at the same time, his Yuanshen was ready to emerge.

Rumble...

Terrifying fluctuations swept over, and in a daze, black and white colors flowed around his body, like the bright day, like the endless eternal night.

"Divine Demon Sacred Embryo!"

In the private room, Brothers Qi Delong, Fang Changle, Xia Weisheng, and others' expressions changed drastically, and they stood up abruptly.

"You escaped the great calamity!"

Jiang Lai's expression was calm, her gaze becoming increasingly sharp.

Rumble...

Zhang Fan's Yuanshen leaned in, and the terrifying pressure like a broken river dam rushed over.

Just then, Jiang Lai's delicate body shook, and a strange phenomenon rose behind her, black and white light distinct, like divine demons standing, like yin and yang twins.

"Divine Demon Sacred Embryo!?" Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically.

At this moment, Jiang Lai was like a mirror, a shadow, reflecting his power.

Such an incredible scene exceeded Zhang Fan's understanding, yet it appeared right before his eyes.

Rumble...

Two nearly identical powers collided, black and white intertwined, divine demons fought, and terrifying phenomena swept the surroundings.

All the lights in the large hotel flickered, and in just an instant, the power system was completely paralyzed.

Bang...

Two light shadows intertwined, Zhang Fan's Yuanshen returned to his body, Jiang Lai slowly withdrew her hand, indifferently staring at Li Miaoyin behind Zhang Fan, and finally, her gaze moved and landed on Zhang Fan.

In the dim corridor, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lai looked at each other.

"Jiang Lai, what are you doing?" Zhang Fan frowned and couldn't help but say.

"She will bring you calamity." Jiang Lai said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?"

"I dreamed it." Jiang Lai whispered solemnly.

"..."

"Jiang Lai, dreams can't be taken seriously." Zhang Fan curled his lips and said helplessly.

"Suit yourself."

Jiang Lai took a deep look at Li Miaoyin and turned to leave.

"Where did you find this ex-girlfriend? She's really fierce." Li Miaoyin walked over.

"I already said she's not an ex-girlfriend." Zhang Fan squinted at her.

"Considering you stood up to protect me, I won't hold it against you." Li Miaoyin looked at Zhang Fan and said with satisfaction.

"I just didn't want her to accidentally hurt friendly forces." Zhang Fan curled his lips and said.

"That's what I meant too, otherwise what?"

"..."

"What just happened?"

Just then, Brothers Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Fang Changle, and Xia Weisheng walked over; they naturally felt the unusual fluctuations just now.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, a misunderstanding, let's go back and continue eating."

Zhang Fan greeted everyone, his gaze sweeping over, subconsciously looking in the direction Jiang Lai had left.

Evening, the moon flows white.

The second hand of the wall clock turned rhythmically, the phone on the table vibrated, glowing, but the caller ID was Zhang Fan.

Jiang Lai seemed not to hear it; she leaned on the balcony, looking at the dim night, the dream of that day constantly appearing in her mind.

Rumble...

Black clouds pressed down, and streaks of thunder tore through the sky.

On Mount Cang, within the Profound Altar, a great seal was ancient and mysterious, suppressing the wind and clouds; under its phenomenon, a Yuanshen seemed to suffer a great calamity, black and white light extinguished, like divine demons in trouble.

"Innate Seal!"

"King Fan has a great calamity!"

Waves of roars came from the mountain, revealing a trace of shock and anger.

"Let go, you will die!"

A heartbreaking and desperate voice resounded.

The gray mist was like an endless abyss, hiding all evil phenomena, and it was about to drag the source of that voice into it.

That was also a Yuanshen, drifting and dim, looking tragic and beautiful, but exactly the same as Li Miaoyin.

Rumble...

Just then, amidst the shattered black and white light, that Yuanshen seemed like an unyielding mystery, suddenly reaching out and grabbing the beautiful figure about to fall into the "abyss."

"Let go!"

Bang...

That tragic and beautiful figure slowly closed her eyes, a line of clear tears falling; immediately after, her Yuanshen shattered abruptly, like a flower withering, turning into the most beautiful fluorescent light, sprinkling over Mount Cang.

Roar...

Finally, amidst the shattered black and white light, that unyielding Yuanshen roared at the sky, revealing irrepressible sorrow and anger.

All phenomena turned to emptiness, a piece of darkness shrouded, like an endless eternal night, about to bury it completely.

"Great Night Not Bright... Great Night Not Bright..."

"King Fan is about to enter the Great Night Not Bright!"

A low roar resounded, revealing deep ominousness and unease.

That Yuanshen was like a divine demon perishing, slowly stepping into the endless dark night.

Just then, in the mysterious place, at the time of not bright, a void incense actually rose slowly from behind that Yuanshen, like a god from the nine heavens descending to the human world, like heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers all respecting the banished immortal.

(End of chapter)