Chapter 1094

In July, Mount Sanqing was cool, far better than the sweltering Jingcheng.

As soon as Pan Yun arrived in the mountains, she couldn't help taking a deep breath, feeling the air of Mount Sanqing was sweet.

Today happened to be a clear day; green bamboo shaded the peak, a gentle breeze blew, yet not a trace of heat remained.

The gate of the Sanqing Temple was closed, only faint rooster crows audible; statues on both sides stood silently beneath the sunlight.

Pan Yun pushed open the door and walked in; incense and candles burned quietly inside the hall, half-consumed; her fingers brushed over the incense altar and the pedestals of the statues, lifted them to inspect—not a speck of dust to be seen.

Pan Yun couldn't help a faint smile.

"Didn't your senior brother slack off?" Wang Feiyin appeared behind Pan Yun without warning, standing against the light; when she turned, so close, she couldn't make out his expression.

Fortunately, Wang Feiyin stepped over the threshold right after speaking, and Pan Yun saw his smile.

"Senior brother, I've always wondered: if we all train in the mountains, what's the difference between training at Sanqing Temple and elsewhere? Why don't you stay inside the temple to cultivate in seclusion?"

"Free of attachments," Wang Feiyin said. "Sanqing Temple sits atop the peak, open to all. If I cultivated here, I'd always wonder when a visitor might come—my mind would be entangled, unable to settle. Elsewhere, no one knows where I am; unless you all summon me, only if Mount Sanqing collapses will I be forced out of meditation. Free of attachments—I am invincible in this world."

Pan Yun fell into thought.

Wang Feiyin passed her, picked up the oil bottle to refill the incense oil, and asked casually: "You traveled all the way from Jingcheng back to Mount Sanqing just to ask me this trivial question?"

Pan Yun: "Something like that. They're all just questions I wanted you to clarify."

"Ask."

Pan Yun hesitated, then said: "Senior brother, if someone needs our Sanqing Temple's Wan Mugui to Spring to save his life, but refuses to join our sect—would you teach him?"

"You mean Zhang Liuzhen?"

Pan Yun grinned at Wang Feiyin.

Wang Feiyin said: "Back then, True Person Zhang came seeking me to teach Wan Mugui to Spring. I visited Zhang Liuzhen—he, if not for his shattered Upper Dantian, would have been perfect for this art, perfectly complementary to his Five Thunder Orthodoxy."

"But his Upper Dantian is shattered, his meridians all severed—he cannot cultivate."

Pan Yun: "He's healed now."

Wang Feiyin gave Pan Yun a sly, half-smiling glance.

Pan Yun instantly understood: "You didn't refuse him back then—so naturally, you won't refuse him now."

Wang Feiyin: "Our Sanqing Temple's arts judge only character, not birth—nor do we demand anyone must join."

He wore an expression of quiet pride: "Sanqing's vastness—how could ordinary mortals fathom it?"

Pan Yun: "Fourth sister is also deeply troubled."

Wang Feiyin smoothly shifted: "Xuanmiao is just too thoughtful, too considerate of others—that's why she carries so many worries."

Pan Yun looked bewildered: "I've never heard anyone say Fourth Sister is burdened with worries."

Wang Feiyin glanced at her: "What else should I say? That Zhang Liuzhen is burdened with worries?"

Pan Yun coughed twice: "Senior Brother Zhang probably just can't bring himself to ask."

"Hmph, what kind of senior brother is he to you?" Wang Feiyin snorted. "That Zhang family—old-fashioned stubborn fools, they don't cultivate the Dao, they cultivate clan power, and they've ruined perfectly good disciples."

Wang Feiyin felt profound sorrow for Zhang Liuzhen.

After all, before Pan Yun appeared, he was the only one with a chance to cultivate his true essence and ascend to the higher realm.

Fortunately, despite all his setbacks, his nature remained unchanged.

And…

Wang Feiyin secretly glanced at Pan Yun—he had never revealed that Zhang Liuzhen's survival to this day was tied to Pan Yun's karmic connection.

Though Zhang Liuzhen's Upper Dantian was restored by the spirit herbs brought back by Xuanmiao and Tao Ji, he knew these events were intricately linked to Pan Yun;

He knew, and Zhang Maocheng knew too.

That's why Pan Yun could serve as Imperial Advisor so smoothly.

The Zhang family had held the Dao lineage for generations, yet Pan Yun suddenly emerged as Imperial Advisor, already subtly surpassing the Zhang family.