The Martial Saint Started from Scavenging

The Qingyun Sword Sect has five peaks and one valley, each with its own unique atmosphere.

Heavenly Sword Peak soars into the clouds, its sword energy reaching the heavens; Medicine King Peak is filled with the fragrance of elixirs and lush vegetation, but Beast Taming Peak presents a completely different scene.

As soon as you step onto the mountain path leading to this peak, a strong, pungent smell of wild beasts hits you, and roars that seem to pierce the clouds and split rocks echo from time to time in the forest, adding to the wild and untamed atmosphere.

Yang Zhao led the way, still wearing that black Taoist robe, walking with ease and a gentle smile on his face.

"Elder Ye, this Beast Taming Peak is where our sect raises spirit beasts. The peak master, Elder Zhou, has an eccentric personality and dislikes outsiders disturbing him, so there are few disciples coming and going here."

He turned his head and explained to Ye Sheng behind him with concern: "If your younger brother is really here, it must be because Elder Zhou has taken a liking to his affinity with spirit beasts. It could be quite an opportunity."

Ye Sheng didn't say anything, but followed behind, his gaze coldly sweeping over the surroundings.

He knew perfectly well that it was all a load of bullshit.

Ye Kai's constitution is probably a deadly poison to these spirit beasts. Yun Zhonghe brought him here with no good intentions.

As the two continued upwards, they saw many animal enclosures built of giant logs and black iron, housing all sorts of rare and exotic beasts that Ye Sheng had only read about in the "Fengwu Zhi" (a book on local customs and products).

There was a blue-feathered eagle with a wingspan of about ten feet, a crimson steed with its entire body engulfed in flames, and even an armored bull with a body as large as a small mountain, which was lying in the pen snorting, each breath bringing up a gust of wind.

These spirit beasts possessed powerful auras, with even the weakest being comparable to a martial artist at the Opening Meridian Realm.

"Senior Brother Yang, is Yun Zhonghe on the peak?" Ye Sheng suddenly asked.

He was now a guest elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, so he could naturally address Yun Zhonghe by his name. The reason he called Yang Zhao "senior brother" was simply because there had been no direct conflict between them yet, and Yang Zhao was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator and the sect leader's personal disciple, so he should be given some respect.

"Junior Brother Yun?" Yang Zhao paused, turned around, and smiled. "He just accepted a sect mission a few days ago and went down the mountain again. What's wrong? Elder Ye wants to see him?"

"Down the mountain again?" Ye Sheng sneered inwardly. What a convenient excuse.

"It's nothing, just a casual question."

Yang Zhao gave Ye Sheng a deep look, asked no more questions, and led him to continue towards the summit.

At the summit of Beast Taming Peak lies a vast, open platform. In the center of the platform stands a simple, rugged palace constructed from animal bones and massive stones.

A thin old man wearing a gray animal skin vest was sitting on the steps in front of the hall, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking it sip by sip.

He looked ordinary, like a country bumpkin. But Ye Sheng could sense that the old man possessed a terrifying power within him, like a volcano.

This person was Zhou Tong, the peak master of Beast Taming Peak and a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core Realm.

"Disciple Yang Zhao greets Martial Uncle Zhou." Yang Zhao stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Zhou Tong raised his eyelids, his cloudy eyes sweeping over Yang Zhao before landing on Ye Sheng behind him. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing here? And why did you bring an outsider?"

"Please forgive me, Uncle-Master," Yang Zhao said with a smile. "This is Ye Sheng, the newly promoted Guest Elder, who was also Junior Sister Liu Qing's personal spirit plant husband. His younger brother went missing a few days ago, and someone said they saw him heading towards Beast Taming Peak, so Master sent me to bring Elder Ye here to look for him."

"Looking for someone?" Zhou Tong put down his wine gourd, stood up, and looked Ye Sheng up and down. He frowned. "My Beast Taming Peak only has beasts and a few disciples who watch over them. There are no lost children here. You've come to the wrong place."

"Uncle-Master, please do me this favor." Yang Zhao bowed again. "Elder Ye loves his brother dearly, so please let him search on this peak. It will put his mind at ease."

Zhou Tong stared at Yang Zhao for a long time, then finally waved his hand impatiently: "Fine, fine. Since the sect leader sent you, I won't say anything more. Search, search! I'll give you half an hour. After half an hour, get the hell out of here! Don't disturb my treasures."

"Thank you, Uncle-Master."

Yang Zhao gave Ye Sheng a wink, and the two began searching around the summit.

Ye Sheng pushed his senses to the limit, scanning his surroundings inch by inch, hoping to catch even a trace of Ye Kai's aura.

However, there was nothing there. The entire Beast Taming Peak was filled with nothing but the dense aura of beasts and fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Ye Kai vanished as if he had evaporated into thin air, leaving not a trace.

Ye Sheng's heart sank lower and lower. He guessed that someone must have used a cultivator's supernatural means to completely conceal Ye Kai's aura.

And who else but Yun Zhonghe could do that?

Half an hour passed quickly.

"Kid, did you find it?" Zhou Tong's voice rang out again.

Ye Sheng slowly shook his head, his face grim.

"If you can't find it, then get lost!" Zhou Tong waved his hand impatiently.

"Elder Ye, it seems your brother is indeed not here." Yang Zhao walked to Ye Sheng's side and said with a regretful expression, "Let's go back first, and I will send someone to inquire about other places."

Ye Sheng didn't speak, but took a deep look at the Beast Bone Hall, then turned around and followed Yang Zhao away from Beast Taming Peak.

On the way back, Yang Zhao said a few more words of comfort, but Ye Sheng didn't listen to a word.

His mind was now completely focused on Ye Kai's safety.

After a while, Yang Zhao escorted Ye Sheng to a secluded courtyard located halfway up Yaowang Peak, then took his leave.

This courtyard is the special residence allocated by the sect to newly promoted guest elders. Its specifications are a level higher than Willow Garden, not only in terms of area but also in terms of the richer spiritual energy within.

But Ye Sheng was not in the mood to appreciate any of this at the moment.

He pushed open the courtyard gate, preparing to go in, only to find several familiar figures already standing in the courtyard.

Liu Qing, Shen Qingqiu, and Lin Qingxue were all there.

"Ye Sheng, you're back."

Lin Qingxue was the first to come forward. She looked at Ye Sheng's pale face and her eyes were full of worry.

Liu Qing and Shen Qingqiu also came over.

"How is it? Have you found your brother?" Shen Qingqiu asked softly.

Ye Sheng shook his head.

"Don't worry," Liu Qing said, her voice still cool but with a hint of comfort, "I will send people to help you investigate. As long as he is still in the sect, we will definitely be able to find him."

"Thank you." Ye Sheng forced a smile.

He looked at the three women in front of him, somewhat surprised.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course we're here to congratulate you on moving to your new home," Lin Qingxue rolled her eyes at him. "We've been waiting for you here for ages."

As she spoke, she pulled Ye Sheng into the courtyard, pointed to several brocade boxes placed on the stone table in the courtyard, and said, "These are all the congratulatory gifts my father prepared for you."

Liu Qing and Shen Qingqiu both had a strange look in their eyes when they saw Lin Qingxue's overly familiar manner.

They never expected that the Lin family would go to such lengths for Ye Sheng.

It's important to understand that in a grand event like the Alchemy Gathering, elevating an unknown martial artist to the position of Guest Elder requires more than just strength; it necessitates substantial financial resources and connections.

The Lin family clearly contributed to both.

"Junior Sister Lin, I wonder why your Lin family values ​​Elder Ye so much?" Shen Qingqiu finally couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her.

Liu Qing also looked at Lin Qingxue, as she was equally curious.