After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 819 The Northern Emperor Sect Disciple, Xue Family Pill Pavilion!

"Humph."

The man didn't reply, his cold gaze sweeping over Chen Yang and the other two before finally settling on Chen Yang. "Tonight at midnight, at the top of Jintang Mountain, I'll be waiting for you. If you don't come, you'll face the consequences..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person turned and left, quickly disappearing into the crowd.

"Neuropathy!"

The young man hiding behind Chen Yang clutched his left shoulder, grimacing and cursing angrily.

Indeed, insane.

Chen Yang and Huang Ying both felt the same way.

It feels like you're walking down the street and suddenly get bitten by a stray dog.

Before you could even bite back, it turned and ran away, saying it would bite you again next time.

This person is really too rude.

Although he appears righteous, he is actually rude, violent, and extreme.

If it weren't for the fact that this place was a public place with many people coming and going, and that he was worried about the negative impact, Chen Yang would definitely have taught the other party a lesson.

He just ran away like that, without even leaving a name. I really don't know which mental hospital he escaped from.

“Chen Yang, this person…” Huang Ying held Chen Yang’s arm, somewhat worried.

Just a moment ago, she could feel the terrifying aura emanating from that person.

He's definitely better than her, much better.

In other words, the other party is not an ordinary person; they definitely possess cultivation.

So young, yet already at the Creation Realm—that's a rare sight in the cultivation world.

And she has such a fiery temper.

Chen Yang subconsciously thought of the mysterious young man Fang Xueting had met in Chongqing.

Could this be the person?

He withdrew his gaze, patted Huang Ying's hand, and gave her a reassuring look.

He then looked at the young man and asked, "Are you alright?"

The young man was still indignant when he heard this, and he immediately stood up straight. "He pressed on my shoulder, and it might be broken. It hurts terribly."

"Let's go, let's find a place and I'll show you."

……

-

theater.

The theater is very spacious, with a large stage in the middle and seating areas on both levels.

The first floor has public seating with rows of tea chairs and tables, while the second floor has private rooms that offer a commanding view.

At this moment, an old man on the stage is telling a story.

Most of the people sitting in the audience were elderly; the seats were not full.

Bashu storytelling is mostly told in the local dialect of Bashu, which many tourists from other places can't understand, so naturally not many people come to listen.

A private room upstairs.

Pulling open the young man's collar, one could see a handprint on his left shoulder, covered in bruises that were almost black.

Chen Yang reached out and massaged him, using his true energy to clear the blood vessels and meridians, and the stagnant blood quickly dispersed.

"Luckily, your bones weren't broken, otherwise you would have been in real trouble. In the future, if you encounter something like this, act within your capabilities and don't try to be a hero. There are security guards in the scenic area; it's not your place to interfere."

After clearing the meridians, Chen Yang gave the young man a word of advice.

"security guard?"

The young man gave a wry smile. "Master, you didn't see it. He beat two security guards to tears, and even slapped an auntie who tried to break up the fight. I just couldn't stand by and watch. Who would have thought this guy would be so strong..."

The security guards were all assaulted?

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang paused slightly, "What's your name?"

"Wang Xiangchen".

The young man stretched his shoulders and smiled. "Grandpa showed me your picture, Master. We're really destined to meet. If it weren't for you today, I would have definitely been beaten to a pulp by that guy..."

As he spoke, he looked at Huang Ying and said, "Is this my master's wife? She's so beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Huang Ying was both amused and exasperated. This little guy really knew how to use sweet words.

"Stop yelling."

Chen Yang said seriously, "Although your grandfather did say he wanted me to take you as his apprentice, I didn't agree..."

"Master, please don't!"

Wang Xiangchen quickly said, "The moment I saw you, I knew you were my destined master. My grandfather told me about your deeds, and I admire you immensely..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's face darkened.

"You're so good at talking, why don't you go up on stage and say it?" Chen Yang said.

Wang Xiangchen, who had been speaking eloquently, was choked by Chen Yang's words and gave a dry laugh, "I just wanted to express my respect for you, Master..."

This kid is a natural at making friends.

Chen Yang rolled his eyes at him. "How old are you?"

"Just turned sixteen."

At sixteen, he was in his prime, with a touch of childishness on his face. He was over 1.7 meters tall, with a robust physique, and radiant with youthful vigor.

Chen Yang said, "I'm only twenty-three years old, not much older than you, so I can't be your master."

"Why can't you be one?"

Wang Xiangchen dared not say that, "That's a full seven years older! When my grandfather was seven, he already had my uncle."

"puff!"

Huang Ying was drinking tea nearby when she heard this and almost spat it out.

Does your grandfather know about this?

Chen Yang stared blankly at Wang Xiangchen.

What kind of human language is this kid talking about?
Wang Yuanchao? He had a son when he was only seven?
In this situation, either the person is exceptionally gifted, or their wife is cheating on them.

Are you kidding me? If Wang Yuanchao knew that his great-grandson was talking about him like this behind his back, he'd be furious.

Wang Xiangchen said, "It's not a secret. My uncle was adopted. My grandfather adopted him when he was seven years old..."

sweat!
A dark line appeared on Chen Yang's forehead, along with a hint of disappointment.

I thought I had caught some gossip about Wang Yuanchao.

Chen Yang waved his hand, "We'll talk about the apprenticeship later. Call your grandfather later and tell him what just happened. That person is no ordinary person. If your grandfather has time, have him investigate his background."

"He's very strong?"

Wang Xiangchen looked at Chen Yang with a puzzled expression. That person was strong, stronger than him, but could he be stronger than his master?
Chen Yang shook his head. "He has a treasure that conceals his aura, so I can only get a general idea. This person is undoubtedly at the Creation Realm, but I don't know exactly which level of the Creation Realm he's at..."

Creation Realm? That strong?
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiangchen's expression changed drastically.

Although he was young, he was very clear about what the Creation Realm meant.

You should know that among his peers, he is considered to have outstanding cultivation talent, yet he is only at the third-grade physique, and even his grandfather is only at the Spirit Realm.

Wang Xiangchen couldn't help but shiver. Only then did he realize what he had just experienced.

He was being targeted by a powerful expert at the Creation Realm. If it weren't for the large number of people, the fact that it was in public, and the fact that he encountered Chen Yang, he couldn't even imagine what the consequences would have been.

At this moment, he dared not have any more thoughts of joking. "What do we do now? When that person just left, he invited us to go to some mountain again, what was it?"

"Just because he made the appointment, does that mean we have to go?" Chen Yang retorted.

Wang Xiangchen paused for a moment, then realized that this made sense.

"But what if we run into him again later?"

Wang Xiangchen was still somewhat worried. He regretted not making this move today. He had inadvertently provoked a Creation Realm expert, which was truly a recipe for disaster.

"That depends on your grandfather. Let's confirm this person's identity first."

Chen Yang shook his head and said nothing more.

This person has a mysterious background. He is so young and has reached the Creation Realm. Who knows what kind of forces he might be involved with? Of course, it would be best to let Wang Yuanchao handle it.

"I'll call my grandpa right now."

Wang Xiangchen nodded very seriously, immediately took out his phone, found Wang Yuanchao's number, and dialed it.

On the phone, Wang Xiangchen sounded aggrieved and hurt, which left Chen Yang in awe.

This kid is quite young, but he has the potential to be a pure and innocent person.

He hung up the phone a moment later.

"Master, I told my grandfather, and he told me to go back quickly and that he'll send a car to pick me up soon!"

The aggrieved and hurt expression on Wang Xiangchen's face immediately returned to normal.

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow.

It seems that old man Wang Yuanchao truly cherishes his grandson. Although Wang Xiangchen didn't turn on the speakerphone, Chen Yang still heard the roar from the other side. This old man has always had a fiery temper.

Just as Chen Yang was about to say something, his phone, which was on the table, rang.

When I picked it up, I saw that it was a call from Wang Yuanchao.

Chen Yang was a little confused.

The call connected, and Wang Yuanchao's voice came through immediately.

Wang Yuanchao's first question was whether Chen Yang was with Wang Xiangchen.

"Keep an eye on this kid for me, don't let him wander off. I've sent a car, it'll be here to pick him up in a bit. Send me the location!"

Wang Yuanchao's voice was deep and quite serious.

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. "Is it really necessary? Do you even know who that person is?"

"Absolutely, absolutely!"

Wang Yuanchao gave him a definite answer, "Although I didn't see the person, based on this kid's description, I can guess who it is, pretty much it..."

"Who is he?" Chen Yang asked curiously.

Wang Yuanchao said, "Some time ago, the wife of Abbot Xiao of Zixia Temple said that she was ambushed in Yuzhou and gave some information to the Mountaineering Associations of several southwestern provinces to help investigate. What they found was shocking..."

"We've received news from Yuzhou that this person is named Xie Xiaofeng, 26 years old, and his cultivation has reached the mid-stage of the Creation Realm, just one step away from the late stage. He is a successor of the Northern Emperor Sect, and his strength is unfathomable..."

"The Northern Emperor's Faction?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang was slightly taken aback. "You mean, he's a successor of the Northern Emperor Sect? The one that was so ruthless and domineering that the entire cultivation world wiped them out?"

"That's right!"

"Weren't they all wiped out? How could there still be descendants?"

"Although it's said that the entire sect was wiped out, in reality, the Northern Emperor Sect's lineage has always existed, only it has moved from the open to the shadows. In recent years, successors have occasionally appeared in the world. They act eccentrically, are ruthless, and easily get stuck on trivial matters. It's almost impossible to reason with them. These reclusive figures from the sect rarely appear in the world, but every time they do, they cause a stir..."

……

Chen Yang, with a thick skin, frowned upon hearing this. "No wonder he called us evil cultivators the moment we met. This person's temper is too eccentric!"

"The Northern Emperor lineage prides itself on justice and acting on behalf of Heaven to punish wrongdoing. They have their own set of rules, and their disciples are often extreme in their behavior. If you encounter them, never try to reason with them or engage in conflict. If you can retreat, retreat; if you can yield, yield. Otherwise, they will truly fight you to the death..."

"Ha, that's hilarious."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang chuckled lightly, "Now he's come to us, insisting that we're evil cultivators, and he's even arranged to meet us at Jintang Mountain tonight. There'll inevitably be some demon-slaying and monster-exorcising going on. What do you say we do? Go or not?"

"Don't go."

Wang Yuanchao answered decisively, "I'll have our colleagues in Rongdu go over there and try to communicate with him, explain the situation. He shouldn't be going against the authorities..."

“If you go, I’m afraid it will escalate the conflict. It’s not that I’m afraid you can’t beat him, but this faction is not easy to deal with. Even we know how many disciples the Northern Emperor Sect still has and where they are located. We don’t even know what kind of old monster is hiding behind this person.”

Wang Yuanchao repeatedly gave instructions, and since the association had accepted the matter, Chen Yang had nothing more to say.

He didn't want to provoke a lunatic for no reason, or even worse, to provoke a group of lunatics because of one.

Let the authorities teach this guy a lesson.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang sent his location to Wang Yuanchao.

A short while later, a car came to pick up Wang Xiangchen and they left.

Chen Yang and Huang Ying listened to storytelling and watched a few plays at the theater. At noon, they went to the temple entrance.

The line was shorter, but it was still packed with people. Then the dark clouds dispersed, the sun came out, and the temperature started to rise again.

After discussing it, the two decided that it was better not to burn incense and instead go home and enjoy the air conditioning.

……

-

The following day, near the Longtan Temple scenic area, there was a private courtyard in an antique style.

The weather is unpredictable. When Chen Yang left home in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, but as soon as he arrived at Longtan Temple, a sudden downpour began.

Pedestrians scattered on the road as a sudden downpour struck without warning, splashing water onto the ground and creating a thick mist. The air was filled with a musty, dusty smell.

The torrential rain welcomed the guests; the weather was truly kind, and the scale of the event was quite impressive.

The car drove directly into the Xue family's garage. When he got out of the car, Xue Kaiqi, along with Zhang Yafeng and Xue Qi, came to greet him.

"Brother Feng is here too?"

After exchanging greetings, Chen Yang's gaze fell on Zhang Yafeng.

"I've been here for several days."

Zhang Yafeng, with his hair parted to the side and dressed in a well-fitting suit, smiled broadly as he exchanged pleasantries with Chen Yang.

He's been discussing marriage with Fiona Sit these past few days, and he's in high spirits because of this happy occasion.

"Let's go see Second Grandfather first."

Xue Kaiqi interrupted the two of them, left the garage, and led Chen Yang to the backyard.

This house must occupy several acres. In the city, land is incredibly expensive, yet the Xue family was able to acquire such a large plot of land to build their house. The lives of the wealthy are truly different.

There is a small artificial lake in the backyard, with a corridor running through it. The lake is full of lotus flowers, and the rain patters on the lotus leaves, splashing up large ripples on the water.

After crossing the small lake and passing a few rooms, a small, independent attic appeared in front of Chen Yang.

The Xue family's Dan Pavilion.

At that moment, a torrential downpour began, with rainwater cascading down the eaves from the rooftop and splashing several meters away.

Chen Yang, holding an umbrella, stopped and looked up. It was a four-story, ancient-style octagonal pavilion.

He could clearly sense a powerful aura emanating from the top floor of the attic.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Xue Chongli.

Fiona Sit said her second grandfather is very easy to get along with, but we'll have to see for ourselves to know for sure.

His purpose in visiting the Xue family this time was to obtain the batch of Nirvana Pills left behind by Xue Chonghua. Whether he could successfully obtain them depended on Xue Chongli's attitude.

Turning his gaze away, Chen Yang followed Xue Kaiqi into the Pill Pavilion.

Zhang Yafeng and Xue Qi did not come along; it would have been inappropriate for them to come in this situation.

The doors of the Pill Pavilion were open. Inside was a spacious area, in the center of which stood a pill-refining furnace nearly two meters tall.

The alchemy furnace was very ordinary, just a regular bronze furnace, but its surface was blackened by the fire, and it had Bagua (Eight Trigrams) patterns on its body. Its shape resembled a gourd stuck on the ground.

There were many medicine cabinets and shelves around, but they had all been emptied.

At first glance, the entire setup resembles Lao Tzu's alchemy room.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll go upstairs and tell Second Grandpa."

Xue Kaiqi left Chen Yang behind and headed towards the side stairs.

Chen Yang looked around. Was this Xue Chonghua's alchemy place?
How could someone with no cultivation level be able to refine such a high-grade pill as the Nirvana Pill using such an ordinary alchemy furnace?
That's really a bit unbelievable.

Aunt Xiao said that the highest-level alchemists can use anything as a furnace and can refine elixirs in the palm of their hands. It seems that this is not just talk.

At a different time, in the same space, Chen Yang seemed to see Xue Chonghua busy in front of the alchemy furnace.

"Xiao Yang".

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Kaiqi's voice came from the stairwell.

Chen Yang snapped out of his daze.

I was slightly taken aback.

Was I just moved by the scene, or did I act on impulse?
It seems like I almost entered a state of enlightenment.

pity!

He sighed inwardly, knowing that it was inappropriate to act now. He composed himself and, with a hint of regret, headed for the stairs.

Now, obtaining the Nirvana Pill is the most important thing.

"Don't be nervous. Your second grandfather is a very easy-going person. He probably just wants to get to know you." Xue Kaiqi walked ahead and comforted Chen Yang.

"Sister Qi, I'm not nervous."

Chen Yang was somewhat amused and exasperated. "Where did you see me being nervous?"

Xue Kaiqi smiled and, as she spoke, they had already arrived on the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is a Buddhist hall with several shrines. As soon as you enter, you can smell the strong scent of burning incense and candles.

An old monk sat on a prayer mat in front of the Buddhist shrine. He had a bald head, wore a yellowish robe, and held a string of prayer beads in his hand. He closed his eyes and silently recited scriptures.

"Grandpa, Chen Yang is here."

Xue Kaiqi stepped forward and respectfully asked in a low voice.

The old monk paused in his prayer beads, and stopped reciting scriptures. He looked up at Chen Yang.

Their gazes met across several meters.

At that moment, Chen Yang's breath hitched.

It wasn't that they were intimidated by the other party's imposing presence, but rather that they were somewhat taken aback by the old monk's appearance.

This was a face that bore a striking resemblance to Xue Chonghua's, the only two differences being that he had a shaved head and was younger than the Xue Chonghua Chen Yang had seen.

(End of this chapter)