The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

But Ye Yang did not flock to the streets to join in the fun like others.

He quietly pushed Ye Fan and sat on the second floor of the teahouse.

Looking out the window at the team slowly approaching in the distance.

The sunlight shone on his face, highlighting his slightly old features.

Although time has left its mark on him, his eyes are still as sharp as ever, as if they can penetrate the crowd and see deeper.

"Another storm is coming."

Ye Yang sighed softly, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip. The fragrance of tea filled his nose, making him forget the hustle and bustle of the outside world for a while.

Ye Fan lay on the recliner, barely opening his eyes, his gaze also looking into the distance.

On the street ahead, the wolf tribe's troops were majestic, with the cavalrymen wearing heavy armor and holding spears, marching in the street in an orderly manner.

In the middle is a woman wearing silver armor. She is riding on the back of a white wolf. She looks cold and noble, with long silver hair fluttering in the wind and eyes as clear and sharp as ice.

At this moment, she was riding on the back of a huge white wolf. The wolf was pure white all over, as if it was carved out of ice and snow, and it looked majestic.

"Father, is that the Queen of the Wolf Tribe?"

Ye Fan asked in a low voice, with a hint of awe in his voice.

Ye Yang nodded, his eyes solemn.

"Yes, I heard that she rose from obscurity and is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Wolf. In addition to possessing powerful cultivation, she is also proficient in various battle formations and military tactics."

"She came here in person this time, so it must be something important."

Ye Fan frowned.

"Does she really want to cooperate with the Dayun Dynasty? This sounds incredible."

Ye Yang sighed.

"At present, although Netherworld Huangquan has temporarily suspended its offensive, many situations are still complicated."

"The Wolf Tribe also felt the pressure from the Netherworld, so they came to the Dayun Dynasty to discuss cooperation."

When thinking of this, Ye Yang couldn't help but think of an old friend from many years ago.

Many years ago, when Feitianmen was still developing, it lacked various spiritual materials.

He plundered the spiritual objects that came as a dowry from Tianluozi, the eighteenth son of the Dayun Dynasty at that time. It was said that Tianluozi was the one that the Dayun Dynasty was going to marry to the Wolf Queen to be one of his male concubines.

But time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed.

I don’t know how Tianluozi is doing among the northern wolf tribe now.

The Wolf Queen came with great fanfare, and it was evident that the Dayun Dynasty attached great importance to her.

After a while, the team went away and the street became quiet again.

Ye Yang continued to make and sell tea. Sometimes there were many customers, sometimes few, and it did not attract too large a crowd.

Ye Fan’s identity in the Dayun Dynasty was too special. He usually just stayed in the backyard and never appeared.

So these people didn't know that this famous old sage was actually in this shabby teahouse.

Inside the palace of Dayun Dynasty.

A solemn atmosphere permeated the magnificent hall.

The Wolf Queen and Li Shengxuan, the prince of this generation of the Dayun Dynasty, sat opposite each other. Between them was an exquisite coffee table with two cups of fragrant tea on it.

The sunlight poured in through the carved windows, shining on the two of them, making them look particularly peaceful.

Unlike the Wolf Queen who holds great power and has a high level of cultivation, Li Shengxuan is just a prince of the Dayun Dynasty who is in charge of the government.

The real ruler of the Dayun Dynasty is not here, but in the heaven in the clouds.

"Prince Li, I heard that an old wise man of high moral character has appeared in your dynasty in recent years. He not only built a school, but also imparted knowledge to the people. He is deeply loved by the people."

The Wolf Queen's voice was cold and elegant, as if it carried a hint of unquestionable power.

"Such a talent is rare. This time I came here, in addition to the cooperation and agreement reached between the two parties, I also want to meet this old sage."

"Take him to the Wolf Clan, and help our Wolf Clan to guide us."

Li Shengxuan smiled slightly, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

"I naturally understand the heart of the Wolf Queen. The old wise man is named Ye Fan, and he is indeed quite famous in the Dayun Dynasty."

"But I'm afraid it won't be easy to get him to join the wolf tribe in the northern border."

The Wolf Queen nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

The Wolf Queen thought that Li Shengxuan did not allow it, so she spoke up.

"If he is willing to come to the Wolf Tribe, I will definitely give him the highest courtesy and let him continue to display his talents."

"Besides the first time, we can add another half percent to the resource transaction we promised to the Dayun Dynasty."

For two giant forces, half a percent may sound like a small amount, but in fact it is like a mountain and a sea.

When Li Shengxuan heard this, he almost agreed immediately, but then he thought of something and shook his head.

"This is really not something I can decide."

The Wolf Queen could tell that Li Shengxuan's words were not just a perfunctory excuse, but a real sense of helplessness.

"As the ruler of a dynasty, can't you even influence an ordinary mortal, or a small monk like this?"

Li Shengxuan sighed and spoke slowly.

"Although this Ye Fan seems to be in our Dayun Dynasty, strictly speaking, he is not from our Dayun Dynasty. I wonder what the Wolf Queen might think of when she hears his last name?"

"Ye Fan, Ye?" The Wolf Queen quickly thought of something, a hint of shock appeared in her eyes, she raised her head slightly, and an inexplicable premonition surged in her heart.

"She repeated the name in a low voice, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, "Could he be related to Ye Yang, the master of both swords and knives?"

Li Shengxuan nodded, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Yes, Ye Fan is Ye Yang's son. He just came to the Dayun Dynasty to serve as a temporary official."

In an instant, the entire hall seemed to freeze, and the air seemed to become tense.

There was a look of shock in the wolf queen's eyes. She had never expected this.

The famous old wise man in the Dayun Dynasty turned out to be the son of Ye Yang, the legendary master of both swordsmanship and knives.

"I see……"

But then, she seemed to have thought of something.

“Although that sword master has a high level of cultivation, he is not that old among the Dharma Realm Masters.”

"I heard that the old sage is already quite old, so I didn't think about it. But if I think about it carefully, the life span of low-level monks is not long."

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"Ye Yang is also several hundred years old. It's normal for him to have such a child."

After all, in the world of cultivation, the passage of time is just a blink of an eye for high-level practitioners.

"Since I can't take him to the wolf tribe, could you give me an address so I can go and pay a visit?"

Then she made another request, and Li Shengxuan nodded immediately when he heard it.

This condition is not too difficult by comparison.

Although Ye Fan and Ye Yang are hiding in a teahouse at the moment, it would not be difficult for them to be found if the officials of the Dayun Dynasty were interested in finding them.

Night falls in the capital of Dayun Dynasty.

A quaint teahouse sits quietly in the capital city.

At this time, the teahouse was filled with a faint tea fragrance. Ye Yang had just boiled a pot of hot tea and was about to close the door and take a rest.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Ye Yang raised his head and looked towards the door sharply.

In the distance, a woman slowly walked into the teahouse. She was wearing an ordinary blue cloth dress and a bamboo hat, with her face completely covered.

"Have a pot of tea."

She sat down at a table made of old elm wood, gently lifted the edge of her hat, and then put it down.

A pair of clear and deep eyes were revealed, hidden in the black mask, making it impossible to see his specific face.

I saw Ye Yang had brought the tea over.

She picked up the teacup, sniffed the light tea fragrance, and then took a sip.

"Good tea."

The woman's voice was soft and clear, with a hint of imperceptible appreciation.

"This tea not only has a pure aroma, but also has an endless aftertaste. It really lives up to its reputation."

Ye Yang smiled slightly and washed today's tea set.

"Thanks for the compliment. Tea leaves are nothing. It's just that the brewing method is a little different."

The woman took a few more sips, seeming to savor every sip of tea.

Her movements were graceful and calm, as if the whole world had stopped with this cup of tea.

“This tea not only tastes good, but more importantly, it makes people feel peaceful.”

The woman put down her teacup and spoke softly.

"In this troubled world, it is a rare enjoyment to have such a cup of good tea to accompany you."

Ye Yang nodded, secretly appreciating in his heart.

This woman is no ordinary person.

Under her seemingly ordinary appearance, there is an imperceptible powerful aura hidden, which can only be exuded by masters who have truly reached the top level.

And being able to conceal one's own cultivation to such an extent is even more difficult.

If it weren't for Ye Yang's high level of cultivation, he would have been able to crack many of the spatial change secrets of the Void Sword Technique after a fierce battle with Lu Yu some time ago.

Who knows, you really might not be able to see what the other person is hiding.

At this moment, the woman drank half of the tea and then put the cup down. At this moment, she was not just tasting the taste of the tea.

It is also about savoring the tranquility and indifference.

"You are right. Tea is all about this state of mind."

The mysterious woman nodded.

"It is really not easy to find a quiet corner in this bustling capital."

He stared at the man in front of him.

Intuitively, this person is extraordinary, but upon closer inspection, he seems ordinary.

No unusual emotions.

“It’s both ordinary and extraordinary.”

She could sense that this seemingly ordinary teahouse owner was not as simple as he seemed. (End of this chapter)