Chapter 404: Disciple-Recruitment Ceremony! The Calamity Has Come

The bright moon is pale, a few cold stars fall on the Purple Firmament, reflecting that distant figure movingly.

After many days, seeing Yu Xuanji again, her temperament compared to when she was in the Ten Thousand Mountains had undergone earth-shaking changes. Her beauty was enchanting but not charming, and every move had a lingering taste that could not be said or exhausted, like that deep pool of a thousand feet, only seeing ripples, not seeing the scenery in the pool.

"Yu Xuanji!"

Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed into a line. He looked at this descendant of Sanqing Mountain, whose beautiful eyes welled up with different brilliance, actually not dodging or avoiding, but looking at him.

The two eyes met, and the eyes collided in the void.

In Yu Xuanji's beautiful eyes, it seemed to hide the vast night. At this moment, even Zhang Fan couldn't see through it.

She had changed, and the change was unimaginable, but in the eyes of outsiders, even those closest to her couldn't see any difference.

Only Zhang Fan could instinctively and keenly perceive that the current Yu Xuanji was simply reborn.

"You actually dare to come to Zhenwu Mountain." Zhang Fan

At this moment, he was incomparably certain that his Three Corpse Gods had absolutely become entangled with Yu Xuanji.

"The green mountains and the path share the same clouds and rain; when has the bright moon ever been two separate lands?"

Yu Xuanji looked at the bright moon in the vast sky, murmuring softly, light flickering in her beautiful eyes, exceptionally moving.

"Zhang Fan, we were originally people of the same path; you and I were meant to be together from the start."

Once these words were spoken, Gu Yinxia, standing to the side, could not help but glance over, a look of astonishment appearing on his originally calm face.

He had never dreamed that this descendant of Mount Sanqing would actually express her heart so explicitly to a man in front of him, in this public setting.

"So it's him!?" Gu Yinxia could not help but size up Zhang Fan.

Recently, one of the hottest topics on the Little Dao app was 【Yu Xuanji's Dao Companion】, which had once surged to the ninth spot on the trending list.

When Gu Yinxia saw it, he had once thought it was a baseless rumor, but now it seemed nine times out of ten it was true, and the man for whom Yu Xuanji was throwing herself at was the one before his eyes.

"Zhang Fan!?" Gu Yinxia raised an eyebrow.

"Before the King of Hell, one only speaks ghost talk." Zhang Fan said coldly and softly: "Yu Xuanji, you and I know each other's foundations; one more word is just nonsense."

"Know each other's foundations!?"

Gu Yinxia revealed a suspicious look, looking at Zhang Fan, then looking at Yu Xuanji.

"Interesting, do you want to make a move here?" Yu Xuanji smiled broadly.

"As long as you hand the person over, I can spare you." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"Hand the person over?" Gu Yinxia's heart skipped a beat.

"Stealing a person!?"

He had not expected that there was actually a third person between Zhang Fan and Yu Xuanji; this gossip was becoming more and more flavorful the more he heard.

"Zhang Fan, I know your background clearly; don't think that just because you killed Li Changgeng, you are invincible under heaven."

Yu Xuanji stood with her hands behind her back, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Once these words were spoken, Ge Shuangxiu, standing to the side, had a slight change in expression; no one had expected that this woman would actually expose Zhang Fan's bottom line here.

"You killed my Junior Brother?"

Suddenly, Gu Yinxia's eyes widened, and with an angry shout, he looked fiercely at Zhang Fan.

Li Changgeng had indeed not appeared for a long time.

"Xuanji, is what you said true?" Gu Yinxia's expression was ugly, but he did not lash out.

He knew Li Changgeng's cultivation very well; having awakened three great divine abilities and refined the Heaven and Earth Fortune-Seizing, such a monstrous talent could be called invincible among his peers without exaggeration.

Looking back over a hundred years, the only ones who could be so stunning at his age were the Three Corpse Daoist and Chu Chaoran of the past.

Gu Yinxia did not believe that there was anyone in this world among his peers who could defeat Li Changgeng, let alone kill him.

"You can try." Yu Xuanji said indifferently.

Boom—

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yinxia took a step forward, his large hand reaching out, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder; his tyrannical aura was not below that of Ge Changan from that day.

"Worthy of being a high-ranking disciple of Bai He Guan."

Hum—

Almost at the same time, Ge Shuangxiu flashed, blocking in front of Zhang Fan; he threw a punch, and it collided with Gu Yinxia.

The terrifying fluctuations transmitted along the ground beneath their feet, wind and thunder shaking, shattering the air into ripples that spread toward the surroundings.

The gale roared, echoing across the plaza of the Zixiao Palace.

"So it's you, you are that Wu Wei evildoer who escaped from Changan."

With just one strike, Gu Yinxia recognized Ge Shuangxiu; he looked at the other party, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Struck by the thunder talisman left by Junior Brother Changgeng, and you're still not dead?"

"Catch a thief, get the evidence; stop calling me a Wu Wei evildoer at every turn." Ge Shuangxiu said coldly.

"You all have such guts, daring to break into Zhenwu Mountain." Gu Yinxia said coldly.

In his view, whether these two before him could hurt Li Changgeng was uncertain, but the identity of the Wu Wei evildoer was set in stone.

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear; from beginning to end, his gaze was on Yu Xuanji; he was waiting, scrutinizing...

Waiting for the other party to reveal a flaw, scrutinizing whether he could suppress her here.

Finally, Zhang Fan moved; he took a step forward, and his entire aura changed along with it.

"You want to make a move here?"

Yu Xuanji's gaze changed, revealing a faint, elusive smile.

"Zhang Fan..."

Just at this moment, Ge Shuangxiu grabbed Zhang Fan, shaking his head at him.

"Do not make a move here."

On Zhenwu Mountain, the disciple-receiving ceremony was imminent; making a move here would cause too much of a stir, and who knew how many experts were sitting in town; he might be recognized for his identity.

Divine Demon Sacred Fetus!

Three Corpse Illumination of Fate!

Having two great inner alchemy methods gathered in one body was truly no small matter.

"Zhang Fan, don't be anxious, there will be a big show tonight." Yu Xuanji's mouth curled up slightly, and she stood sideways, blocking in front of Gu Yinxia.

"Daoist Brother Gu, can you give this little sister some face? Let's settle our grievances after this matter is over, how about it?"

"Fine."

Gu Yinxia pondered slightly, then nodded.

This was Zhenwu Mountain, with who knew how many experts lurking around; in his eyes, whether it was Zhang Fan or Ge Shuangxiu, they had already lost their chance to escape.

"You just wait for me." Zhang Fan said coldly.

At this very moment, he could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart.

Clang... Clang...

Just at this moment, a burst of bell chimes rang out, coming from the depths of the Zixiao Palace, echoing throughout Zhenwu Mountain.

"Midnight has passed, extreme Yin gives birth to Yang; the time has come."

At this moment, inside and outside the Zixiao Palace, figures surged, all looking in the same direction.

Among these crowds, Zhang Fan saw many familiar faces.

An Wuyang of Mount Zhongnan; he stood under the corridor, and he saw Zhang Fan from afar; a hurried glance, like water leaving no trace.

The two brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang of Mount Laojun waved to Zhang Fan from a distance.

Fang Changle of Mount Maoshan, after meeting with the elders of his sect, also followed over.

And many, many others, Wang Qingshan and Wang Qinglian of the Wang family...

Ge Changan and Ge Fuyao of the Ge family...

These many people all came from major sects and cultivation families, now gathered together, just to see the demeanor of that closed-door disciple of the Pure Yang True Person.

"It really isn't you; I always thought the disciple valued by True Person Chaoran was you." Fang Changle could not help but feel regret.

"Old Zhang wasn't even valued; I don't know if this closed-door disciple has three heads or six arms." Qi Dongqiang could not help but say.

"That is, after all, True Person Chaoran's closed-door disciple; be respectful." Qi Delong reminded.