Chapter 224 - 148: A Prophecy Fulfilled, No Affinity with Cyan Mist

Chapter 224: Chapter 148: A Prophecy Fulfilled, No Affinity with Cyan Mist

Zhang Changluo was slightly stunned, blurting out subconsciously, "Brother Song, are you saying that young master killed three Great Powers of Transcendence?"

"Exactly," Song Changlin replied. He clearly knew what everyone was thinking and immediately turned to look at Jiang Hao in the void. "Young Master Qin, please come over here. You have shown our Cyan Mist Sect immense kindness, and we are eternally grateful. Her Highness the Saintess wishes to thank you in person."

As soon as he said this, the icy young woman standing before the crowd frowned slightly. She was clearly somewhat displeased by Song Changlin’s words, though she didn’t make any sudden movements.

Jiang Hao smiled wryly when he heard this. He thought his previous decision seemed a bit too hasty. However, since things had already reached this point and they had formally invited him, he couldn’t just pretend nothing had happened. With a soft sigh, Jiang Hao took a slow step forward. Moving with a graceful, ethereal gait, he made his way toward the people of the Cyan Mist Sect.

The people of the Cyan Mist Sect followed Song Changlin’s gaze, only to see a young figure slowly approaching. The youth was dressed in robes whiter than snow, his aura surging like a dragon. He possessed an unmatched elegance and a striking posture, appearing like an Exiled Immortal descending to the mortal realm.

Ever since Jiang Hao broke through his limits, he had undergone an earth-shattering transformation from head to toe. At this moment, he didn’t conceal much of his aura, freely releasing the fluctuations of a Mortal Transformation Cultivator. Along with it, traces of his astonishing evolution subtly lingered in the air.

The moment they saw that figure in white, the eyes of many Cyan Mist Sect Cultivators lit up.

"What a terrifying youth. I actually can’t quite see through him," one elder murmured.

"Early-stage of Transcendent Realm cultivation?" another noted in surprise.

"To step into the Mortal Transformation Realm at this age... his future accomplishments will be unimaginable."

"Brother Song, are you saying those three evil Great Powers of Transcendence were killed by this young master?" a cultivator asked.

Recalling Song Changlin’s earlier words, everyone’s impression of the young figure instantly deepened, and many gasped in shock.

Mu Wan Ning’s beautiful eyes were still filled with lingering shock as she spoke. "Young Master Qin stepped into the Mortal Transformation Realm less than five months ago, yet he subdued the three evil cultivators single-handedly. Those three evil Great Powers of Transcendence couldn’t even withstand a single blow from him."

"What?"

RUMBLE!

Mu Wan Ning’s words were like a clap of thunder, instantly exploding in everyone’s hearts.

Stepping into the Mortal Transformation Realm less than five months ago and instantly killing three Great Powers of Transcendence in a single breath? How could that be possible? Even the terrifying figures from the countless factions of Thousand Sects Island surrounding them turned their gazes toward the youth, their eyes widening in shock.

Right at that moment, Song Changlin hurriedly lowered his voice and whispered cautiously into the icy young woman’s ear, "Saintess, furthermore, Young Master Qin is a Loose Cultivator. He has yet to join any sect."

One could deduce this with near certainty just from the fact that Jiang Hao had no Guardian following him. Even if he had a master, he was likely born a Loose Cultivator. Otherwise, if any sect had obtained such a prodigious youth, they would have assigned a powerful Guardian to remain by his side at all times. This was especially true after the second phase of the Prodigy Hegemony commenced, where Guardians became a standard requirement for every genius.

With those words, the older generation of Cyan Mist Sect Cultivators all caught on. They finally understood why Song Changlin had suggested that the Cyan Mist Saintess thank him in person earlier—he had clearly formed the intention of recruiting the young man.

As the crowd whispered, the youth arrived before them.

"Young Master Qin." Seeing Jiang Hao fly over, Mu Wan Ning immediately stepped forward. She called out softly before introducing him, "Young Master, this is the First Saintess of our Cyan Mist Sect, the Cyan Mist Saintess. And these are the Elders of the Cyan Mist Sect, along with some of our senior brothers and sisters."

Hearing this, Jiang Hao offered a polite but detached smile. He subconsciously glanced at the frost-like Cyan Mist Saintess in front of him, feeling a slight sense of astonishment. Since ancient times, any Saint Son or Saintess who could bear the sect’s name in their title was invariably the most terrifying individual among the younger generation of that sect. However, her chilling apathy left a somewhat strange impression on Jiang Hao; it was his first time encountering a cultivator who exuded such absolute indifference.

"Please don’t misunderstand, Young Master. Senior Sister Cyan Mist has a cold personality and seems like an iceberg, but she’s actually very easy to get along with," Mu Wan Ning said with some embarrassment, looking at the Cyan Mist Saintess, whose beautiful eyes remained devoid of emotion.

Jiang Hao paid it no mind. At this point, he had no intention of forming any ties with this sect, so her attitude toward him didn’t matter in the slightest. "I am Qin Fan. Greetings to the Cyan Mist Saintess, and greetings to the seniors of the Cyan Mist Sect."

"Greetings, Young Master." Facing the youth before them, even the numerous Elders of the Cyan Mist Sect bowed slightly in return. This wasn’t because he had saved Song Changlin and the others, but because he radiated the aura of the Mortal Transformation Realm.

As for the Cyan Mist Saintess, she merely pursed her lips and gave a slight nod in acknowledgment. The next moment, she swept her gaze over the surroundings and said coldly, "Elders, it is time to depart for the sect. Young Master Qin, you have shown kindness to our sect. If you don’t mind, please return to Cyan Mist with me. The sect will surely reward you generously."

Having said her piece, the Cyan Mist Saintess immediately turned and soared into the sky. One by one, the Cyan Mist Sect Cultivators took a deep look at Jiang Hao before transforming into streaks of rainbow light to follow closely behind her.

Watching this scene unfold, Song Changlin and the others were thoroughly embarrassed.

"Cyan Mist is arrogant and aloof by nature. She has always been this way, so please don’t take it to heart, Young Master. But rest assured, once we reach the Cyan Mist Sect, our Sect Leader will personally receive you. We will also hand over the thirty thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones we promised you in full."

Evidently, even though the two Elders had every intention of recruiting the youth before them into the sect, the Cyan Mist Saintess remained completely unfazed by their brief exchange. Thinking of this, a wry smile surfaced on Song Changlin’s face.