Chapter 30: Naming the Little Bear, Saintess Yuechan

From the two men's words, it was not hard for Mengchen to hear that they had both been firmly settled in the Venerable Realm for many years, and this discussion of the Dao was solely to seek a breakthrough.

If they successfully broke through, both would become powerful deities, and with their status as leaders of two great ancient sects, they would likely become the supreme existences of this Lower Realm Eight Domains.

"Brother Jin, who is this junior?"

At this moment, Qitianyan noticed Mengchen at Jinchanzi's side and asked aloud.

"This is my personal disciple, named Mengchen." After looking back at Mengchen, Jinchanzi introduced him with a proud expression.

Afterwards, he said to Mengchen: "This is the Butian Sect Leader, Qitianyan."

Mengchen was very tactful and knew the intention behind Jinchanzi introducing this silver-haired man, so as soon as Jinchanzi's voice fell, he bowed in greeting.

"Western Sect disciple Mengchen, greets Sect Leader Qi!"

"Good, good, good! No need for such formalities!"

Seeing Mengchen bow, Qitianyan laughed and shouted "good" three times, while raising his hand in a distant gesture to waive the formality.

Mengchen took the opportunity to lower his hands, stood tall with a smile, and showed no sign of anything unusual.

"What has gotten into him today? This little thief monk has actually become so clever, well-behaved, and tactful." Mengchen's actions left Jinchanzi feeling deeply surprised.

If he could always be like this, it would save him so much mental effort.

Jinchanzi knew this was a pipe dream; perhaps this time, some string in his head was just misaligned, which was why he had such a surprising performance.

"Brother Jin has truly taken in a good disciple! To be so neither humble nor arrogant before you and me, he is truly a rare talent among the younger generation!" Qitianyan praised, giving a very high evaluation.

Mengchen's performance exceeded his expectations.

Generally speaking, a youth of his age, when facing him, would either avert their eyes, not daring to meet his gaze, or be unable to respond with composure due to the pressure.

"Sigh... what kind of talent!" Hearing Qitianyan's words, Jinchanzi let out a long sigh.

Pausing slightly, he shook his head, looked at Mengchen, and said with a look of disgust: "I'm not afraid of being laughed at by you, Brother; this child is a rebellious brat who is always prepared to betray the sect and flee. Because of him, I have worried myself to death."

"Brother, you aren't joking, are you?" Qitianyan smiled with a look of astonishment, finding it hard to believe.

Such an unglamorous matter was likely something no orthodoxy would take the initiative to spread.

After hearing Jinchanzi's words, Mengchen's expression was also quite colorful, and he muttered inwardly: "You old bald donkey, my performance earlier was just to keep you from losing face; I didn't expect you to make me wish I could disappear into the ground now."

"Sigh! If it weren't for this, why would I keep him by my side at all times?" Jinchanzi shook his head and sighed again.

At this moment, after hearing what Jinchanzi said, Qitianyan began to believe it somewhat.

"Facing such a rebellious disciple, if it were me, I would have already beaten him to death."

"I don't know whether to say this kid is lucky to have met you, Brother, or to praise your broad-mindedness!"

The tone shifted really fast! Qitianyan's words caused his favorability in Mengchen's heart to plummet sharply and turn into a negative number instantly.

"It's a bit of both! So I brought him here this time, hoping you could arrange for the young disciples of your sect to teach him a good lesson for me." Jinchanzi said with a pained expression.

"Very well! Since you are too kind-hearted to take action, Brother, I will grant your request and arrange for disciples of the same generation to help you teach him a lesson." Qitianyan agreed without a second thought.

"Good! Then I will thank you in advance, Brother. As long as you leave him with a breath of life at the end, you can arrange the rest as you see fit!" Jinchanzi nodded slightly to show his gratitude.

"Such a small matter, why must you be so formal, Brother!" Qitianyan said very politely.

At this moment, listening to the two men's conversation, Mengchen suddenly felt at a loss for how to conduct himself.

Two great figures about to reach the divine path were discussing the execution-like punishment of a junior in front of him like this—was this... really okay? The next instant, Jinchanzi seemed to suddenly remember something and said:

"By the way, Brother, I heard your sect produced a disciple called Little Bear who has successfully opened ten Cave Heavens. Why not let this Little Bear come down? Help me teach this rebellious disciple a good lesson."

Hearing this, Qitianyan shook his head: "Little Bear is indeed a real person, but he is not a disciple of my sect."

"I heard he was a disciple of the Butian Pavilion? Now that the Butian Pavilion has been destroyed, did you not recruit him into your sect?" Jinchanzi looked incredulous; he did not believe the Butian Sect would be willing to let such a monstrous disciple grow up in the wild.

"Brother, you don't know! We have sent invitations more than once, but they were all rejected by that Little Bear."

A faint look of regret appeared in Qitianyan's expression.

But soon, he looked relieved again and said: "However, it is nothing to regret; my sect has many young elites who can definitely help you teach your rebellious disciple a lesson, Brother."

"Pah! I rebel against your*, I rebel against your whole family*, what does it have to do with you*, you're really just bored as hell!" Hearing Qitianyan call him a rebellious disciple, Mengchen's heart exploded, and he cursed him thoroughly in his mind.

"It's a real pity that this Little Bear isn't here." Jinchanzi thought to himself.

"Don't let this rebellious disciple bother you; we haven't seen each other for a long time, we must have a good chat. Please, Brother!"

Having said that, Qitianyan and Jinchanzi walked side by side toward the interior of the sect.

Mengchen followed behind the two with a reluctant expression, and it was a long time before he finished cursing Qitianyan in his heart.

After entering the Butian Sect, the scenery encountered along the way was exceptionally pleasant, and the dense spiritual energy was also quite overwhelming.

White clouds rolled over the mountains, green trees embraced the lakes, and the scenery was as picturesque as a painting, making one linger and forget to return. Perhaps even a fairyland would be no more than this! In the leisure, a graceful flute melody drifted over, as if it could cleanse one's soul, causing the resentment in Mengchen's heart to gradually dissolve, and his body and mind became increasingly light and happy.

This flute melody was truly wonderful; the dense spiritual energy gradually began to rise and fall with the melody, as if it had been given life, and began to dance freely.

As they went deeper, a pool of emerald blue lake water came into view, rippling slightly with flowing waves.

On the surface of the lake stood a young girl holding an emerald jade flute. Her black hair was draped loose, and she possessed an aura far removed from the mortal world, appearing like a fairy who did not eat the food of mortals descending to earth, making one involuntarily feel a sense of reverence and distance.

She was dressed in white as snow, her petite and exquisite face was covered by a light veil, her eyes were filled with misty water, extremely lively, and her cherry lips were small and stunningly beautiful.

At this moment, she was pressing her cherry lips to the jade flute, playing a beautiful movement.

"Yuechan!" At this time, Qitianyan's discordant voice rang out, interrupting the beautiful flute melody.

Hearing the sound, the girl, like a fairy walking on waves, was extremely light and agile, tapping the surface of the lake as she came, with circles of ripples swaying behind her.

When the girl arrived close by, Qitianyan introduced her: "Yuechan, this is the legendary Western Sect Leader, Jinchanzi."

"The name of Sect Leader Jin is like thunder to the ears; seeing you today is truly Yuechan's good fortune."

The girl bowed her head, curtsied in greeting, her voice like a breeze in the morning light, soft and delicate, making one feel comfortable and at peace.

Jinchanzi nodded with a smile.

The next instant, the girl's gaze fell upon Mengchen, and she nodded with a slight smile without losing courtesy.

Qitianyan directly ignored Mengchen's existence, skipped over him, and did not introduce him, but instead introduced the girl to Jinchanzi.

"Brother! This is my Butian Sect Saintess, named Yuechan!"

Mengchen was instantly furious; he was truly not being treated like a human. If his abilities were not currently limited, he would really want to slap them across the face.

At the same time, he also complained about Jinchanzi in his heart; if he hadn't been so talkative, he feared he would not have ended up in this state.

Hearing the words "Saintess," Jinchanzi wore a look of astonishment: "Oh? The Saintess rumored to be from the Upper Realm?"

"Exactly!" Qitianyan nodded with a solemn expression.

"Gentle and refined, with extraordinary natural talent; she is worthy of being from the Upper Realm, truly a proud daughter of Heaven Domain." Jinchanzi praised.

"So naturally beautiful, she is worthy of the title of Saintess!"

Mengchen's eyes were bright and piercing; after a detailed observation, he inadvertently spoke these words aloud.

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