From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 82: Huangliang Old Friend
By the lake, Chen Xuan's eyebrows twitched slightly when he heard the words of the monk from the Demon Suppression Division.

The situation was turbulent, and some major forces within the Chu State finally could not bear it any longer and sent important figures into the Southern Wilderness.

"The ninth princess of the Jiang family, the young master of the Qinghe Cui family...what kind of people are they?" Chen Xuan asked.

As soon as we heard the titles of these two people, we knew that they were the influential figures of the younger generation of the Chu State. As long as they did not die prematurely, they would surely become the top powerful figures of the Chu State in a few decades.

"Cui Che, the direct descendant of the Cui family, is only one step away from becoming an immortal of 'Nine Five' caliber. Rumor has it that he is incredibly gifted, having begun practicing Taoism at the age of three and achieving mastery of the Daoist Canon at the age of eight!"

The middle-aged monk's face was filled with reverence as he said with emotion, "A child who has only just learned to speak has, in just five years, covered a distance that other monks would never be able to cover in their entire lives."

These are the world's top geniuses. In the 90,000-li territory of the Chu State, there are only a few such amazing people in the same era.

Chen Xuan was shocked. Cui Che's talent was too terrifying. Compared with him, the geniuses in Chiya City were simply worlds apart.

"If I don't use the power of 'Xinzhai' and practice step by step to become a Daozang master, it will take at least five or six years."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, thinking, "No, five or six years isn't enough. I come from a humble background, and I'll need to spend a lot of time and energy searching for the true scriptures and magic tricks... The true scriptures are hard to find, so I might have to join the Chu State Demon Suppression Division."

If you calculate this way, it may not be possible to achieve success even in ten years.

There is no need to even hope to practice the "Five Elements Qi" or "Transcendence and Breakthrough", as the upper limit of your future cultivation will be firmly locked.

"Cui Che..."

Chen Xuan silently repeated the name in his mind, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, the dream in his body trembled, a cyan-gold light flashed, and a long-forgotten picture came into view.

"Oh, my old friend from the future..."

In Chen Xuan's mind, it was as if a big hand wiped away the dust, and the scenes of Chen Xuan's experiences in his "previous life" that he had seen with his own eyes in Wang Chan's dream emerged.

Many details become clear.

……

Memories from the Huangliang dream.

In the capital of the Chu Kingdom, a banquet of extremely high standards was being held.

After the middle-aged Wang Chan's family was wiped out in Qinglu Mountain, he wandered around and came to the royal city. He passed by a magnificent mansion with a plaque with the word "Pei" hanging on it.

"Emperor Jiang passed away, the gods in the Southern Desolate Mountains fell silent, and the Chu Kingdom was torn apart. However, I heard that the Tongyu Kingdom recently won a great victory, and a top-level powerful person recaptured a large city."

Wang Chan turned his head and glanced inside the open door of the mansion. He was shocked to see the faded figure in his memory.

'Chen Xuan'!
This was a banquet that surpassed Wang Chan's level. Countless big figures from major forces and ancient families attended the banquet, many of whom were well-known figures in the world.

Among these figures, Wang Chan saw Chen Xuan at first sight.

"Brother, you are a top-level master in the Dinglu Realm..."

Chen Xuan's heroic figure stands out among a group of cultivators, and he is the center of attention, with an extraordinary status and position.

His bearing was as deep and reserved as a towering mountain. Although he was not in the center of the banquet, many people gathered around him, including graceful and elegant fairies and old men with white hair and youthful faces. His social circle was very large, and the size of his circle could be ranked among the top five at the banquet.

"If it weren't for Xinzhai, I would have achieved enlightenment through fire magic and would be bound to the Jiang Dynasty."

Chen Xuan watched the memory scenes of his previous life and felt something in his heart: "Is the Mountain Ghost Lady still a noble lady? There is no reason for that..."

At this moment, in the light and shadow picture, a figure as handsome as jade appeared, with wisps of white mist and flowing red light rain on his body, which was extremely extraordinary.

A handsome figure, holding a nectar in his hand, walked towards Chen Xuan and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist, you used your own body as a cauldron to cultivate a supreme divine body. Upon returning to Chu, you recaptured a great city from the monsters of the Rain Country, saving the world from collapse. Come, Cui Che, let's drink this wine together, and let all grudges be forgotten with a smile."

"Cui Che, long time no see..."

"Chen Xuan, it was you who wiped out Qinglu Mountain, right? You also remember the hatred we, the thousand-year-old families, had for all the combined efforts to hunt you down."

"Oh, how dare I forget."

"Chen Xuan, the great Dao is all about contention, and the mortal world is hard to hide. Is it true that the [Secret of the Five-Treasured Military Immortal Body] that fell from Shangyang Cave Heaven back then is not in your possession? The young cultivator with amazing fortune deduced by [Tian Yan Dao] is probably you."

Cui Che smiled and said jokingly, with a nonchalant demeanor. "Well, that makes sense. So what? Why don't you try to rob them again?"

Chen Xuan invited him in a sincere tone, with a warm smile on his face.

"Daoyou's personality is the same as before."

"But you have changed..."

In the center of the most lively place at the banquet, there was a stunningly beautiful woman with a face as white as cream and a bright and elegant appearance. She was wearing an elegant red palace dress embroidered with a fire phoenix spreading its wings as if ready to fly, with tassels hanging down in front of her chest, and she looked indescribably noble.

She turned her beautiful snow-white face, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and cast a scrutinizing gaze at the two of them: "Chen Xuan..."

Outside the mansion, Wang Chan, who happened to pass by, was struck by lightning and was so frightened that he could hardly control himself.

"Brother, it has come to this..."

Wang Chan's eyes were confused and distraught, and he didn't dare to look at the situation at the banquet for even a second.

Senior Brother Chen Xuan, a humble cultivator from a remote village, had, after decades of solitary wandering, reached such a high level that he was able to turn the tide and reclaim the former territory of the Chu State. He could even converse and laugh with those from ancient aristocratic families, even going head-to-head with them, without ever being at a disadvantage...

Brother, this is too scary.

Wang Chan was filled with fear and stumbled away from the royal city, deciding never to set foot in the State of Chu again in his life.

……

……

In the field of vision, the light and shadow images of the Yellow Millet Dream gradually disappeared.

"[The Secret of the Five-Treasured Weaponry Immortal Body]?"

When Chen Xuan saw this picture for the second time, he remembered all the dozens of figures that appeared in it. Some of them were blurry, but the figures close to Chen Xuan were very clear.

He recalled the noisy conversations that filled the arena.

It was not only Cui Che who talked with him, but also many other future "big men" who were toasting each other, reminiscing about their youthful days or discussing current secrets.

Chen Xuan tried hard to distinguish and obtained a lot of important information from it.

"Emperor Jiang is indeed dead and did not become an immortal."

"The Ghost Lady of Southern Desolate Mountain didn't gain any advantage either."

"I seem to be getting a great benefit by chance, but if this matter is exposed, there will be great hidden dangers."

"Cui Che is the enemy, and he's not the only one. These aristocratic families in Chu really want to die!"

"But some people are friendly to me. I don't know if they are genuine or just for show."

"Who is the woman in the bright red palace dress in the center? Princess Jiang Jiu? She is beautiful. Will she inherit the Fire Emperor's throne in the future?"

"..."

Chen Xuan's mind raced with thoughts. After a while, he calmed down and asked the monk from the Suppression Division:
"When will Princess Jiang Jiu and the others enter the Southern Wilderness?"

The monk from the Demon Suppression Division pointed at the letter in his hand, his face pale, and murmured:
"The Jiang family has arrived with a large army of cultivators from the Demon Suppression Division. They are on their way to Chiya City, expelling and killing all the Water Virtue and Black Qi forces they encounter along the way. Tens of thousands of cultivators have perished, leaving mountains of corpses..."

The air seemed to be filled with the scent of blood and fire.

Chen Xuan frowned, realizing that Yan Yushu, Lu Zhuan and others were in a very dangerous situation.

The monk from the Demon Suppression Division looked flustered and continued to mutter:
"In a month at most, the Jiang family will fight their way to Scarlet Crow City. By then, we will send the Ninth Princess to the Southern Wilderness. If we can't reach an agreement..."

Chen Xuan slowly exhaled.

"There will definitely be a fight."

　Next chapter, wait a moment.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)