Novel Full Chapter 74: Meeting the Sect MasteR
Could it be that there really is something called a Cause of Calamity in this world?
Seeing Chen Yan’s monstrous performance, even Lin Qifeng couldn’t help but start to doubt.
However, even if a Cause of Calamity does exist, even if it’s truly as the Grand Elders of the Mirage Palace said, that the path to immortality in this land has been severed, so what?
In the end, how many people in this world can actually become immortals?
Throughout countless ages, with life cycling through generations, the trillions upon trillions of living beings on the Chenping Continent have only ever produced thirty-one immortals in total.
Whether the path to immortality is severed or not, what does it have to do with him?
It would be better to wait until he himself reaches the Dao Union realm before starting to worry, and even that wouldn’t be too late.
But, would he end up playing with fire and getting burned?
Looking at Chen Yan, who was respectfully bowing to him, calling him “Master” and “Teacher” with every other word, Lin Qifeng didn’t know the answer to this question.
Perhaps one day, Chen Yan would completely slip from his control.
But since he had chosen to make this high-stakes gamble, it meant there was no turning back for him.
…
Next on the agenda was to meet the Sect Leader.
A Unity realm cultivator—if the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul during the outer court calamity didn’t count—was someone Chen Yan hadn’t laid eyes on in dozens of lifetimes.
Previously, the highest-level bigshot he could come into contact with was someone of the rank of the Four Great Elders of a peak.
Now, he was already the Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain. The importance of a Chief Disciple within the sect could be said to be no less than that of the Four Great Elders of the various peaks.
Therefore, Chen Yan meeting the Sect Leader was an inevitable event sooner or later.
Not to mention that Chen Yan had also improved the Kongshan Art. If the Purple Mansion Kongshan Art could truly be implemented across all the peaks of the Kongshan Sect in the future, then forget about Yun Yichen; even those lofty Grand Elders might take notice of his existence.
Huo Mu.
This name suddenly flashed through Chen Yan’s mind, causing his heartbeat to skip a beat for an instant.
Chen Yan had always believed that the reason his investigation into the gradually clarifying truth a year ago was suddenly cut short, unable to continue further, was because of this Kongshan Supreme Imperial Law Elder.
When he saw this name, even Elder Fu Qian, who had originally planned to get to the bottom of the Song Mingde case, instantly fell silent.
Being merely a Grand Elder might not hold much real authority, just retiring within the sect.
But once the title “Grand Elder” is preceded by a prefix, the meaning becomes entirely different.
For example, the Kongyuan Grand Elder, or the Qingchan Grand Elder.
These Grand Elders have one hundred percent final decision-making power over all affairs of their respective peaks.
For instance, the appointments of the Four Great Elders of a peak are all nominated by the Grand Elder of that peak, and then appointed by the Sect Leader.
And if the title “Grand Elder” is followed by a suffix, it represents absolute and unquestionable authority within the sect.
Such as the Kongshan Supreme Pivot Elder.
The Supreme Pivot Elder is in charge of the Kongshan Pivot Court. Elders like the Kongyuan Grand Elder and Qingchan Grand Elder are all members of the Pivot Court, meaning they are the direct subordinates of the Supreme Pivot Elder.
Supreme Pivot.
These four words represent the highest authority within the sect.
As for the Supreme Imperial Law, Supreme Martial Pacification, and Supreme Surveillance, these three Grand Elders are respectively in charge of the Imperial Law Court, Martial Pacification Court, and Surveillance Court. These three Supreme Elders and their three courts also completely obey the commands and directives of the Supreme Pivot Elder and the Pivot Court.
But back to the main point, shifting focus back to what’s happening now.
Kongyuan Mountain, Kongyuan Hall.
It looked exactly like a more grand and imposing Fate Inquiry Hall.
No, that’s not right.
Who’s the father and who’s the son still needs to be distinguished clearly.
It should be said that the Fate Inquiry Hall is a scaled-down replica of the Kongyuan Hall.
Twenty-four cloud crane pattern white jade pillars supported the entire great hall at the summit of Kongyuan Mountain. The main hall was primarily themed in warm white. A plaque with a gold border and blue background hung before the hall, inscribed with the four large characters “Kongyuan Freedom.”
It was exactly the same as the characters carved at the mountain gate of Kongyuan Mountain, but the handwriting was not from the same person.
The four characters “Kongyuan Freedom” carved at the mountain gate of Kongyuan Mountain were personally engraved by Li Xuanyin, the founding Sect Leader of Kongshan Sect, over a hundred thousand years ago. The plaque of this Kongyuan Hall, however, was inscribed by the Kongshan Sect Leader of that year when the hall was completed.
Chen Yan didn’t know who the Kongshan Sect Leader was that year.
It wasn’t important either.
Following behind Lin Qifeng and Yue Chi, Chen Yan stepped into Kongyuan Hall. What met his eyes was a floor of seamless white stone bricks, forming a perfectly integrated whole.
In the center of the great hall sat a handsome young man who looked to be in his twenties. Standing beside him were four people, three men and one woman.
The one closest to that handsome young man was an elderly man with a burly build, his graying hair tied into a bun at the back of his head. His loose Daoist robe could hardly conceal his robust muscles.
Chen Yan recognized him: the Dignity Elder of Kongyuan Mountain, also the first disciple of the Kongshan Sect Leader, Zhong Yin.
He also recognized the other two men; they were Lin Qifeng’s third senior brother and fourth senior brother.
As for that beautiful woman who looked to be only in her early twenties, she should be Liu Yantang.
“Disciple Yue Chi pays respects to Master!”
Yue Chi stood before the great hall and said in a clear, loud voice.
Then, the hall fell into an extremely eerie silence.
Even Chen Yan was quite surprised, because logically, it should now be Lin Qifeng’s turn to pay respects to the Sect Leader.
Chen Yan turned his head to look at Lin Qifeng beside him.
He saw Lin Qifeng standing there stiffly, his lips trembling incessantly, his eye rims rapidly turning red, and then tears almost seemed to drip directly from his eyes as he began to cry:
“Master, you’re finally willing to see me, Master!”
Lin Qifeng lunged forward, prostrating himself on the ground, and began crawling from within the hall towards Sect Leader Yun’s direction:
“Master, your disciple has had such a hard life over at the Rear Cliff for more than a year now, Master…”
As he crawled forward, Lin Qifeng also shook his head, deliberately messing up his hair.
Chen Yan stood frozen in place.
He had originally thought that meeting the Sect Leader was a very proper, very serious matter.
Even before stepping into Kongyuan Hall, Chen Yan’s mood had been quite tense.
But what he absolutely never expected was that his cheap master would pull a stunt like this.
What Chen Yan even more absolutely never expected was that, including Sect Leader Yun, all the martial uncles present seemed to be accustomed to Lin Qifeng’s behavior. They just stood there watching coldly as Lin Qifeng crawled towards Yun Yichen.
Lin Qifeng cried, shouted, and finally crawled to Yun Yichen’s front, then grabbed hold of Yun Yichen’s calf:
“Master, oh Master!”
To put it bluntly, it was like wailing at a funeral.
Chen Yan, standing in the great hall, curled his toes tightly. Finally, he couldn’t hold back anymore and whispered to Yue Chi beside him:
“Martial Uncle.”
“What is it?”
Yue Chi also lowered his voice considerably.
“Is it still too late for me to defect from my master and become your disciple now?”
Yue Chi: “?”