Chapter 362

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

"Could you possibly be the Seventh Dragon Lord of the Qinglong Society?"

"Number thirty-three on the Nine Provinces Combat Ceiling Ranking?!"

He muttered a phrase.

The old man seemed to recall something.

His expression subtly changed, and he exclaimed in surprise.

His gaze toward him was filled with faint tremors.

"Indeed, it is this old Taoist."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, not denying it.

"Please wait a moment, sir, I shall immediately report to the Ancestor!"

Having received a definite answer.

The old man straightened his expression.

Even his tone of speech grew considerably more respectful.

"Good."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly and nodded.

Seeing this, the old man did not hesitate.

He waved his hand toward the archers on guard.

Signaling them to lower their weapons.

He turned and hurried away.

Not long after.

He hurried back again.

He bowed to Zhang Sanfeng and spoke.

"Greetings, sir. The Ancestor requests your presence."

"Thank you."

He uttered a word of thanks.

Zhang Sanfeng followed calmly behind him.

After a cup of tea.

The two arrived before a cave.

The old man stopped walking.

"The Ancestor is inside. Please, sir."

Saying this.

He gestured with his hand.

He stood respectfully beside the cave entrance.

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

He stepped forward into the cave.

His calm expression.

Showed not the slightest concern that the other might have set an ambush inside.

Not long after.

As he passed through a short passage.

Zhang Sanfeng felt a sudden brightness before his eyes.

The previously cramped space opened up abruptly.

"Venerable Zhang, you have come from afar, and I failed to greet you properly—please forgive my rudeness."

As a hearty laugh rang out.

The Water God Ancestor stepped forward with a smile.

What surprised people was.

Though his face appeared aged like that of an ordinary sixty- or seventy-year-old.

His slightly stocky frame.

Seemed to contain explosive power.

No one dared underestimate him!

"Venerable friend, you are too kind."

"I have come uninvited and caused you trouble—I apologize for the disturbance."

His gaze sharpened slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng replied politely.

Yet inwardly, he was quietly astonished.

He had not expected.

That with his own late-stage Heavenly Being cultivation.

He could not discern the other's true realm!

Moreover.

He faintly sensed a great, suppressed threat.

This truly startled him.

At the same time.

He grew even more impressed with the Dragon Head.

To even have information on such a master so far overseas.

Truly worthy of being the forbidden existence hailed as the foremost master of the Nine Provinces — utterly unfathomable!!

"As the saying goes, one never visits the Triple Hall without a reason."

"May I know what brings you here, Daoist friend?"

Once they were seated.

Water God Old Ancestor poured him a cup of wine.

Asked with an expression of perfect composure.

Yet deep within his pupils, a flicker of curiosity and puzzlement passed.

What he was curious about was.

The other's purpose in coming.

To drift here across the vast ocean.

If anyone told him there was no reason, he wouldn't believe it even if you beat him to death.

What puzzled him was.

Water God Isle lay far from the Nine Provinces.

How had the other party found this place?

And how did he even know of him?

Compared to the former.

He was even more eager to know the latter!

As if seeing through his thoughts.

Zhang Sanfeng organized his words, then explained with a light smile.

"Daoist friend, you may not know."

"This old Daoist has come this time on the orders of the Dragon Head, to invite you, Daoist friend, to join our Qinglong Society."

"As for your information, Daoist friend, and the whereabouts of Water God Isle."

"That is something you will need to ask the Dragon Head yourself, Daoist friend."

While speaking.

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was similarly somewhat curious.

Although he understood as well.