Chapter 84 Everyone scolds Jiang Lan, but everyone hates that it is not Jiang Lan

As soon as Chu Chan said this, the meeting hall instantly became quiet.

All the disciples of Yao Chi Sect were stunned and almost doubted their ears, including Ling Zhuyun who was stunned for a moment before reacting to Chu Chan's words.

The son of the Xiangguo Mansion intends to hold a tea-making conference and invite all the young people to participate? Ling Zhuyun has never met Jiang Lan, but she has heard many rumors about him, so her first reaction when she heard this was, is this second-generation ancestor joking? As far as she knows, this second-generation ancestor is evil and arrogant. Although he has many masters under him, he himself is a waste who can't practice.

As to why he was unable to practice, there was no way of knowing, but the only thing that was certain was that he was not at all like the so-called young genius.

At this time, he suddenly held a so-called tea-making conference and invited a group of young geniuses to participate. What did this mean? Did he also want to get involved in the inheritance of Master Zixia?

At this moment, there were quite a few disciples of the Yao Chi Sect who had the same idea as Ling Zhuyun, but no one dared to ask casually and could only hide their doubts and confusion deeply.

Especially those who had personally encountered Jiang Lan in Zuixianju, they all knew his arrogant and strong character. What if Chu Chan whispered something in their ears later...

"I see."

Ling Zhuyun's expression quickly returned to normal. She nodded slightly and took the invitation letter from Chu Chan.

Since the invitation was extended to all the young geniuses in Anyang City, she must be more than the only one who received the invitation letter, so there was no need to worry about Jiang Lan doing anything.

If she was the only one invited, she said she would not go at all.

Although she is the quasi-saint of Yao Chi Sect, judging from Jiang Lan's previous style of doing things, he should not be afraid of her identity.

"I learned about your situation after I came to Anyang City. Bullying fellow disciples is something that the sect cannot tolerate. What's more, you indulged outsiders and fanned the flames. This is even more against the sect's rules..."

After Ling Zhuyun received the invitation letter, she did not check it immediately, but looked at Chu Chan.

When Chen Ning and other disciples heard this, their faces changed, thinking that Ling Zhuyun wanted to support Chu Chan and seek justice.

The temperament of this quasi-saint has always been like this. She hates evil and cannot tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes.

But at this time, hearing this, Chu Chan just smiled indifferently, and then bowed and said,

"Thank you, Saint."

"What happened at Zuixianju that day was just a misunderstanding, and now the misunderstanding has been resolved."

"The Saint Lady does not need to embarrass the other sisters anymore. They were forced to do so, and I have never blamed or resented them."

"Now that True Lord Zixia's cave is about to be unveiled, I don't want to trouble the Saint Girl with such a small matter. After all, the inheritance of destiny is more important and we cannot be distracted..."

"Besides, friction and grudges between disciples are common. Now is the time when the sect is in need of people. I think it would be best for the Saint to put the overall situation first."

Ling Zhuyun was stunned for a moment when she heard that, and then a smile seemed to appear on her face, which was covered with a veil.

She didn't expect that Chu Chan would be so open-minded, broad-minded and not care at all.

This is indeed a time when people are needed. If all the disciples are punished, I am afraid there will be a shortage of manpower by then.

Zhao Dieyi glanced at Chu Chan with a complicated expression. If she was really as open-minded as this, that would be good.

It was a pity that in her opinion, Chu Chan had other plans and was unwilling to let Chen Ning go so easily.

Chen Ning's face was unusually gloomy. She knew very well what Chu Chan's intention was, but at this moment, could he still jump out and scold her for being hypocritical in front of her?

"I am very pleased that you, Junior Sister Chu Chan, can consider the overall interests of the sect, but you have brought this innocent disaster upon yourself for no reason. As your Senior Sister, it would be wrong for me not to seek justice for you."

"I have a magic weapon here. It was used by me when I was in the Illuminating Netherworld. It is quite powerful and has accompanied me for many years. It has been stained with the blood of many evil demons."

"But it's useless to me now, so I'll give it to you. It can be regarded as a small compensation from me, your senior sister." Ling Zhuyun said.

As she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and a glittering, crystal clear, emerald green gem with a vast lake water flowing in the middle appeared in the palm of her hand.

One seems to be able to hear faint sounds of the tide and the rolling waves, and the air is filled with strong fluctuations of magical power.

Even the elder of the Yao Chi Sect who was stationed here showed surprise on his face, and then he could not hide his envy.

The other disciples were even more so. After being shocked, they all looked at this scene with great envy.

Pearls rising from the blue sea.

This is a magical weapon that is famous in the Yao Chi Sect. It contains 108 prohibitions and can evolve into vast smoke and endless green waves. It is extremely powerful when used against the enemy.

When Ling Zhuyun was walking in the world, this gem had a terrible reputation. Many evil demons and monsters died under it, and many people are still frightened by it.

They could never imagine that Ling Zhuyun actually thought so highly of Chu Chan that she personally gave her the magic weapon she once used. Was she intentionally cultivating Chu Chan?

Chen Ning's face was as gloomy as water, her jade hands were clenched tightly, and she felt very unwilling.

She didn't understand what kind of luck Chu Chan had. First, she was favored by the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now even the quasi-saint Ling Zhuyun thought highly of her.

"Chu Chan thanks the Saint."

Chu Chan was very surprised. Naturally, there was no reason for her to refuse the treasure that was delivered to her, so she hurriedly took it respectfully.

Ling Zhuyun smiled and nodded slightly, "I hope you won't let down his reputation in the future."

"Disciple will definitely live up to the Saint's trust." Chu Chan said.

Afterwards, she did not stay long and said goodbye and left. Now, all the disciples of Yao Chi Sect knew that she followed Jiang Lan, so the identity of a disciple of Yao Chi Sect seemed dispensable.

Ling Zhuyun didn't say much.

From beginning to end, Chu Chan never looked at Chen Ning even once.

Not long after Chu Chan left, a female disciple came forward to report, "Saintess, there is a strange man outside who calls himself Ye Ming. He claims to be your friend and wants to visit you."

Ling Zhuyun seemed to have expected this and was not surprised at all. She nodded and said, "Let him in. Please go to the side hall."

The disciples of Yao Chi Sect were a little curious. This name was really unfamiliar. They had never heard of it before. Who on earth was this person?

…

"The Jade Sea Rising Pearl is indeed extraordinary. When I was in Yaochi Sect, I only heard of its fame. I never thought that one day, it would fall into my hands."

"Ling Zhuyun hates evil and takes it as her duty to help the people and uphold justice. Because she grew up in Yaochi Sect, she cares a lot about it and will not allow disciples to be bullied, let alone fight and bully each other."

"She is a girl of heaven, standing too high up, so naturally she can't see the darkness and filth beneath her feet..."

Inside the white jade chariot, Chu Chan was playing with and refining the Jade Tide Pearl, with no ripples on her face.

He did not feel much gratitude or concern for Ling Zhuyun's appreciation and reward.

If in the past, when she was bullied, mocked, looked down upon and treated coldly, Ling Zhuyun could stand up and seek justice for her, she would naturally be extremely grateful and would want to work like a slave to express her gratitude.

But things are different now. The Blue Sea Tide Pearl is just something dispensable to her.

“It’s true what they say, when you reach a certain height, you’ll find that the whole world is polite to you…” Chu Chan raised a mocking arc at the corner of her mouth.

After leaving the Chi Yao Sect's headquarters, she did not return to the City Lord's Mansion immediately, but instead planned to go to the Wanbao Pavilion to select some self-defense magic weapons for her younger brother Chu Yun.

Anyang City is a county lord's city, which is extremely large and covers a very large area.

There are many buildings and palaces in the city, which is divided into two cities, the inner and outer cities.

The inner city is magnificent, with swirling silver waterfalls, misty clouds, scattered islands, and even some sacred mountains hidden among them, obscured by the clouds.

Almost all the major forces and sects have territories in these places.

There are either gambling stone shops, weapons shops, spiritual medicine shops, auction houses, fairy clothing pavilions, brothels... almost everything is available.

There are also many markets and stalls on the long streets on both sides, with many cultivators and creatures coming and going. If you are lucky, you can come across a lot of good things.

Chu Chan, who was sitting in the white jade chariot, thinking about something, suddenly heard a quarrel coming from not far away.

"It's just a broken piece of magic weapon, black and tattered. Even if you say it was once used by an immortal, it can't be that expensive..."

"It's up to you whether you want to buy it or not. Look at the way you're dressed. You can't afford it."

"If you don't want to buy it, don't delay my business. There are other customers who want to see it."

"Who are you trying to fool? I just think the patterns on this piece of magic weapon fragment are ancient, so I want to take it back for research. You old idiot, do you really think I'm easy to fool? You even dare to ask for five thousand spirit stones..." The voice of an exasperated man was obviously a little angry.

The lame old man who was setting up the stall was sitting there calmly, smoking a pipe, looking as if he didn't want to buy anything.

“Stop.”

Chu Chan, who was on the white jade chariot, lifted the curtain and saw the broken weapon fragment. She suddenly felt a strange feeling and immediately ordered people to stop.

She walked down and came to the stall. She looked at the piece of weapon fragment. It felt very heavy and cold, dark and deep, and seemed to be flashing with some kind of cold light.

"Five thousand spirit stones, right? I want it." She picked it up, rubbed it gently, and said directly.

The old man who was playing badly was stunned, wondering where this sucker came from.

He bought it from some tomb robbers for dozens of spirit stones. He originally wanted to fool people, but he never thought that someone would actually like it and be willing to spend five thousand spirit stones on it.

The furious man at the side was also stunned. He originally thought that 100 spirit stones were too expensive, but now someone actually wants 5,000 spirit stones? "This is my heirloom, I just said 5,000 spirit stones casually, I won't sell it..."

Seeing Chu Chan's luxurious dress and beautiful appearance, the lame old man suddenly smiled and quickly changed his words, saying that he had finally caught a sucker and if he didn't make a good profit from him, he felt that he would suffer a great loss.

Chu Chan was not surprised that he suddenly changed his mind.

The maid who was about to pay behind him had a cold look in her eyes and was about to step forward.

Chu Chan waved her hand and asked again, "How much are you willing to sell it for?"

“I won’t sell it, no matter how much you pay.” The lame old man shook his head with a firm tone, as if he had Chu Chan in his grasp.

Chu Chan suddenly smiled, and this smile was stunningly bright, like a fairy flower blooming, which stunned many men around her.

"Yeah?"

"Break his other leg too," she said calmly.

The lame old man was stunned. He never expected Chu Chan to be so cruel and wanted to break his legs over a disagreement.

He was about to struggle and shout to attract the patrol, but when he saw the word "Jiang" hanging next to the white jade chariot, his face suddenly turned pale and he swallowed back all the words.

The people watching the show looked as if they were gloating over someone else's misfortune.

Soon, Chu Chan, with a calm and indifferent expression, threw down a bag of spirit stones, picked up the black weapon fragment, returned to the chariot thoughtfully, and slowly left.

…

At the same time, on the other side, Ye Ming, who was disguised as a handsome man, was talking to Ling Zhuyun in the side hall of Yao Chi Sect.

The two of them sat across from each other at a table. On the jade table in front of them, a female disciple served them tea. The fragrance was so strong that it could make one's mind clear.

"Brother Lin is really cautious. Every time we meet, you look different. With your skill in concealing your aura, even I can't tell your identity."

"Could it be that there is a powerful enemy in Anyang City?"

Ling Zhuyun spoke, and there seemed to be some confusion and surprise on her face, which was covered by a veil.

She and Ye Ming met in a secret realm. When that secret realm first came into being, it attracted many cultivators to fight for it.

However, because of the restrictions left in it, everyone was trapped. In the end, it was Ye Ming who took action, cleverly resolved the problem, and led everyone out.

At that time, she thought that Ye Ming was a master of formations. He was very young but had extremely high attainments. He must be a prodigy in formations that is rare in thousands of years. Therefore, she left a jade talisman for contact.

Later, when she was exploring a ruins, she sought some companions in order to break the outer formation. One of them was Ye Ming.

Ye Ming also helped her a lot, and the two gradually became familiar with each other. She admired Ye Ming very much and felt that he was brave, resourceful, resolute and courageous, and very capable.

Although he was born as a casual cultivator, he is not necessarily inferior to those from the big sects.

Ye Ming looked at her, suppressed his admiration, and shook his head, "Not really, but if I show my true face to others, it will indeed cause a lot of trouble."

"The female disciple I saw outside the Yaochi Sect's headquarters just now seems to be in no danger of death..."

"Huh?" Ling Zhuyun was slightly surprised.

Ye Ming didn't waste any words. After all, he rescued Chu Chan for Ling Zhuyun's sake and wanted her to owe him a favor. He would definitely tell her about this.

He didn't expect to see Chu Chan outside just now, so he took this opportunity to tell Ling Zhuyun about it.

He then explained what had happened at Zuixian Residence that day.

After hearing this, Ling Zhuyun was somewhat enlightened, and a look of gratitude appeared on her face. She said, "I didn't expect that the assassin who assassinated the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion was actually Brother Ye. Thank you Brother Ye for your help."

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Ye Ming trusted her and was not worried that she would reveal her identity.

He smiled and said, "Since she is your fellow junior sister Zhu Yun, I can't just sit there and watch since I saw it."

"It's a pity that we were unable to rescue him that day. There were so many experts around that evil thief that we were powerless."

Speaking of this, he actually felt a little gloomy in his heart, because he guessed that the terrifying young man he met on the Bloody Plateau was Jiang Lan.

But where is the evidence?

He didn't dare to talk about such things lightly, let alone tell Ling Zhuyun.

Ling Zhuyun has always hated the people of the Blood Fairy Sect. How would she view him if she knew that he had been to the Bloody Plateau?

"Brother Ye, don't blame yourself. I am already very grateful that you have this heart."

Ling Zhuyun said that she didn't think much about it, because in her perception, Ye Ming was always the kind of chivalrous and kind-hearted person who would help the weak and act bravely for what is right.

"Actually, I came here today to discuss with you, Zhuyun, the inheritance of Master Zixia. I didn't expect that in just a few days, this matter would become so popular. I don't know who is behind it. Originally, I expected that not many people would know about this."

"When the time comes, we two will join forces, and the inheritance of True Lord Zixia will be easily obtained." Ye Ming thought of the important matter and spoke.

Ling Zhuyun frowned slightly and said, "It seems like someone is behind this. The more people know about this, the smaller our chances of getting the chance will be."

"Even the Prime Minister's Mansion is interested in intervening in this matter..."

Ye Ming was shocked and confused.

Ling Zhuyun looked at him and told him that Jiang Lan intended to hold a tea-making conference in three days.

This made Ye Ming frown. If he didn't know that Jiang Lan was very secretive, he would probably think that this tea-making party was a joke.

But now that he knew Jiang Lan was very scary, he had a vague feeling that there might be some conspiracy...

"Three days later, I will go with you, Zhuyun." Ye Ming said after thinking it over again and again.

Anyway, he has changed his appearance and concealed his aura, so it is almost impossible for Jiang Lan to discover his identity.

"Brother Ye, are you worried about any accidents?"

Ling Zhuyun was surprised. From her understanding of Ye Ming, he was a very cautious person who would not easily show up in front of others. And all the young geniuses in Anyang City would probably attend this tea-making conference.

After all, no one dared not to give face to the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

And if he shows up with me at that time, it's hard to guarantee that he won't attract attention and make people think too much...

Ye Ming shook his head and smiled, "I just want to see the world and see what talented people there are in Daxia today."

Ling Zhuyun nodded and said, "Okay, then Brother Ye, come here and wait for me in three days."

Ye Ming nodded without saying anything else. He then chatted with Ling Zhuyun for a while before getting up to say goodbye.

Although he admired Ling Zhuyun, he also understood her personality and did not like to be involved in too many trivial matters. If there was nothing important, disturbing her practice would only make her unhappy.

"Brother Ye's concern for me is a bit too much..."

"I can only say sorry for his kindness. I have no interest in romantic relationships. I only want to pursue the truth. I only admire him as a friend."

After Ye Ming left, Ling Zhuyun shook her head slightly.

She seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be telling someone.

"Zhu Yun, you will become the leader of Yao Chi Sect in the future. The Grand Elder sees hope for the rise and revival of Yao Chi Sect in you."

"You probably don't want to disappoint your master."

Not long after she finished speaking, a beautiful woman with a charming and cool appearance appeared and looked at her, as if admonishing or warning her.

Ling Zhuyun nodded gently and said, "I understand."

“Although Ye Ming is extraordinary, if he hinders your practice, the sect will definitely not let him go.” said the beautiful woman.

"You'd better be just friends with him, otherwise you will only hurt him."

…

Three days passed in a flash.

In the past few days, except for the mountains outside Anyang City, the purple mist has become thicker and the visions have become more astonishing.

The most eye-catching event was the Prime Minister's son Jiang Lan, who held a tea-making party and invited young geniuses from all sides to gather at the Star Picking Terrace.

Almost all the monks and living beings were discussing this matter.

All the disciples of the prominent immortal sects received invitation letters, and the young clansmen of the major ancient families and aristocratic families, as long as they appeared in Anyang City, also got the news.

Although the young geniuses were shocked by this matter and didn't know what it meant, no one dared to disobey or give him face. No matter how strange and uncomfortable they felt, they could only accept it with a pinch of their nose.

However, many people who like to gossip speculated that the real purpose was not to participate in the "beauty pageant", but that the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion might be interested in the "beauty pageant".

After all, the true disciples of Yao Chi Sect and Goddess Palace have appeared in Yao Chi Sect in the past few days. Each of them is a stunning beauty with natural beauty and many suitors. As soon as they appeared, they caused a sensation.

In addition, among the younger generations of the major immortal sects, there are also many extremely beautiful and gorgeous ladies.

This statement was unanimously agreed upon by many monks, who cursed secretly and felt envious and jealous in their hearts.

Everyone scolds Jiang Lan, and everyone hates someone who is not Jiang Lan.

After hearing these news, the faces of the major families and immortal sects turned green, but they still felt that there was some possibility and reason in it.

Therefore, they asked their beautiful female disciples to hide well and not to go out in the next few days to avoid attracting Jiang Lan's attention.

"It's really ridiculous that Jiang Lan even held a so-called tea-making conference and invited all the geniuses to attend."

"Everyone knows that apart from playing with women, he has made no achievements in cultivation. As a useless person, he invited a group of young geniuses to be the host..."

“It’s really hilarious.”

On a long street, a tall and imposing man in golden armor was riding a wild beast and arriving here with a group of knights.

A golden token hangs from his waist, with a faint Taoist aura and dragon energy emanating from it. On the other side is engraved the word "Xia", indicating his royal identity.

Although the current Emperor Xia is still young, the several princes of Daxia are by no means simple people. Each of them is powerful, has his own army, and has many masters under his command.

The man in front of him was the third son of Prince Wuxuan, named Xia Jie.

"Third Master, there are many people in Anyang City, so please be careful with your words." Behind Xia Jie, a man with a somewhat elegant temperament stepped forward and advised.

"What's the use of saying it? This is the fact. He himself doesn't care about it, so what's the point of me saying it?" Xia Jie said disdainfully, as if he was very familiar with Jiang Lan.

"This time when I came to Anyang City, I helped him find several good women, but he didn't thank me. Could it be that he got angry because of a few words I said to him?"

He said this without any reservation. After hearing it, many living beings and cultivators on the long street were filled with contempt and then quickly avoided him.

People from the royal family were not easy to mess with, especially some of them who seemed to know Xia Jie's identity and avoided him as if they were facing Jiang Lan.

"well……"

The man behind Xia Jie sighed, as if he had a headache.

Xia Jie didn't seem to care at all. He led a large number of attendants and knights and went into the inner city.

At this time, on the Star-Picking Terrace deep in Anyang City, there were singing and dancing, and clouds and mist were surging everywhere, and the vastness was incomparable.

Maids had already been waiting here, having brought various spiritual wines and delicacies, which had been placed neatly on the table. The aroma was fragrant, and the wine was mellow and the fragrance wafted far away, making many monks outside salivate with anticipation.

However, only geniuses who have received an invitation letter can attend this so-called tea-making conference.

Ordinary monks are not even qualified to watch the ceremony.

In the center of the Star Picking Platform, all kinds of utensils needed for making tea have been laid out, and several of Anyang City's most famous tea masters are ready here.

"It seems that I am here too early."

A man in a golden robe spoke at the table.

He looked very young, about twenty years old, wearing a long robe with gold edges.

There are dragon horns on his forehead, and even his hair shines as brightly as the sun. A faint divine glow emerges behind him, and his energy and blood are extremely powerful.

The Dragon People have the blood of real dragons flowing in their bodies and have extremely strong physiques. They are considered one of the most advanced alien royal families in the land of Kyushu today.

At the same time, it is also a group that is extremely close to the Prime Minister's Mansion. It has the support of the Prime Minister's Mansion and has annexed many foreign ethnic groups over the past few decades.

"Since it is the young master who invited me, no one would dare to refuse. Let's wait a little longer."

Another man smiled and spoke. He was wearing a blue robe and had scales between his eyebrows. He was obviously also an alien.

Beside them, there are some young beings, both men and women, both humans and aliens. They are shrouded in divine light or have surging blood and energy, and they are equally powerful.

It was obvious that the ethnic group behind them had a very deep connection with the Prime Minister's Mansion, so they came to the tea-making meeting early.

During the conversation, he showed great respect for Jiang Lan and the Xiangguo Mansion behind him.

"Are you here so early?"

At this moment, a slightly surprised voice was heard not far away.

A pretty girl came over. She was casually wearing a dress made of animal skin. Her face was delicate, just like a human. However, if you look closely, you will find that her skin is slightly whiter than that of humans, and you can clearly see some light blue blood vessels.

“This guy is here too.”

The expressions of all the young people here changed slightly, even the dragon man in the golden robe had something wrong in his expression.

"Ao Xu, why are you here? Where is your sister?" As soon as the pretty girl arrived, she folded her arms and walked towards the dragon man.

(End of this chapter)