Chapter 616: Bai Henshui's Summons

Chapter 616: Chapter 625: Bai Henshui’s Summons

Wen Qingye thought of Celestial Profound Sect’s Sect Leader, Bai Henshui, and couldn’t help but ask, “What about the Sect Leader? Doesn’t he manage these affairs?”

Zhang Zhilin said, “Brother Bai… ever since the incident with his legs, Brother Bai has rarely managed the Sect’s affairs. Brother Tangg has been managing them in his stead.”

Zhang Zhilin paused, then added, “In any case, you need to be careful.”

Wen Qingye nodded. Suddenly, Primordial Qi flared in his palm. The continuous stream of Primordial Qi underwent an Illusion Transformation, forming a vivid, lifelike ring. “Master, is this our Celestial Profound Sect’s Sect Leader’s Ring?”

Zhang Zhilin took a closer look and said, “Yes, that’s it. That’s the one. But it’s currently in the Sect Leader’s hands.”

‘If Bai Henshui has the Sect Leader’s Ring, then what is this one in my hand?’ Wen Qingye grew puzzled.

Zhang Zhilin smiled faintly. “Right, I have some good news for you.”

“Good news? What good news?” Wen Qingye asked.

Zhang Zhilin explained in detail, “You are no longer a Core Disciple. You are now a True Disciple of our Celestial Profound Sect. Do you know what that means? A True Disciple not only has access to our sect’s highest Martial Arts secrets and vast cultivation resources, but most importantly, your current status makes you a candidate for Sect Leader. The future Sect Leader of the Celestial Profound Sect will be chosen from among you True Disciples.”

Wen Qingye nodded, his heart surprisingly calm.

Zhang Zhilin continued, “Also, you are to go to the Main Peak tomorrow. The Sect Leader wants to meet you personally.”

“Alright, I understand,” Wen Qingye replied.

Afterward, Zhang Zhilin and Wen Qingye chatted for another hour. Wen Qingye received a copy of the Immortal Ascension List from Zhang Zhilin before slowly walking out of his Cave Mansion and heading toward his own.

The moment he drew near his Cave Mansion, Wen Qingye heard a series of trivial, noisy sounds.

“Hey, little lady, don’t you want to see who I am? Let me tell you, my identity is…”

“I don’t care who you are! What does that have to do with me? You’re not allowed in, and that’s final.”

“Hey, get out of the way! Let that kid come out and talk to me.”

“No. I told you, he’s not here.”

“What do you mean ‘not here’? Don’t try to fool me.”

…

When he got closer and took a look, he saw the golden-haired Jin the Third standing at the entrance, posturing as if to charge in. Meanwhile, Yue Mingzhu stood in the doorway of the Cave Mansion, arms outstretched to block Jin the Third and prevent him from entering.

“What are you two doing?”

Hearing Wen Qingye’s voice, both of them turned around.

Jin the Third was overjoyed to see Wen Qingye. “Hahaha, you brat, you’re finally back! I was actually afraid you’d died out there.”

Jin the Third walked over to Wen Qingye and slapped his shoulder hard, his elation obvious. After all, his very life was in Wen Qingye’s hands.

Yue Mingzhu snorted coldly. “Hmph. I told you he wasn’t here, but you old coot wouldn’t believe me. Others may not know who you are, Jin the Third, but don’t think I don’t.”

Jin the Third shot a sidelong glance at Yue Mingzhu, pretending not to have heard her, and said to Wen Qingye, “I found those medicinal herbs you asked me to collect. I’ll give them to you now.”

With that, Jin the Third took out the Thousand-year-old Realgar Wine, White Flower Grass, and Drawing Leaf he had gathered, tossing them directly to Wen Qingye. He wore a pained expression and said, “It cost me a great deal to collect these things. You have no idea… during this time, I’ve been plagued by the Ten Thousand Fierce Poisonous Insects. Not only has my body been tormented, but my Heart Spirit is also exhausted and overwhelmed.”

During this period, the Ten Thousand Fierce Poisonous Insects had been growing more and more rapidly, and their growth was naturally fueled by Jin the Third’s own vitality. The pain was bone-deep, something an ordinary person could never endure.

Wen Qingye smiled and accepted the materials from Jin the Third.

“Good. The day after tomorrow, I will refine the Soul-Devouring Pill for you. At that point, forget the Ten Thousand Fierce Poisonous Insects—I can even eliminate some of the Witch Race’s Gu Insects for you.”

Jin the Third’s face immediately lit up with joy. “Good, good, good! I believe you! I believe you! Don’t you worry, I absolutely won’t be vague about the things I promised you.”

The Wen Qingye of today was no longer the same as before. Everyone knew he was an Emperor-grade High-level Pill Master, and one who had refined a Supreme-grade Dragon Tiger Pill at that. Jin the Third was completely at ease with him now.

“I’ll be leaving then. You, kid, go get busy.”

Then, Jin the Third gave Wen Qingye a teasing look, turned, and strode away.

“Hmph! That bastard is still alive. What a waste of Primordial Qi.”

Yue Mingzhu watched Jin the Third’s retreating back, snorted coldly, and then turned and went straight back into the Cave Mansion. Fortunately, Wen Qingye’s Cave Mansion was large enough that carving out a separate room was a simple matter.

Wen Qingye returned to his Cave Mansion and immediately entered a state of cultivation.

Time flowed on, day turned to night, and soon it was the next day.

Wen Qingye awoke from his cultivation. Seeing that Yue Mingzhu was still recuperating from her injuries, he started walking toward the Main Peak.

On the Main Peak, disciples hurried to and fro. Wen Qingye, dressed in black and not at all conspicuous, slowly passed through the crowd and arrived at the Main Peak’s great hall.

The inner hall of the Main Peak’s great hall was where the Celestial Profound Sect’s Sect Leader resided. Two disciples were currently on duty at the entrance. Seeing Wen Qingye approach, they directly reached out to block him.

“The Main Peak’s great hall. Unauthorized personnel are forbidden from entering.”

Wen Qingye clasped his fist. “Could I trouble you two to announce that Wen Qingye has come as ordered?”

“Wen Qingye?” The two guards were used to seeing great figures come and go from the great hall, but they were still slightly stunned to hear his name.

One of them hurriedly said, “Alright, I’ll go announce Junior Brother Wen—no, Senior Brother Wen’s arrival right away.”

The man hurried off, running into the great hall.

Wen Qingye clasped his hands behind his back and stood to the side, waiting quietly.

Before long, Lei Hao walked out of the hall. Seeing Wen Qingye, he said with great delight, “Junior Brother Wen, it’s been a while! Your bearing is even more impressive than before.”

Wen Qingye gave a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You too, Brother Lei. Your bearing is quite intimidating.”

Lei Hao waved his hand and laughed. “Ah, who in the Eastern Profound Domain doesn’t know of Junior Brother Wen’s great name now? You slew Zhuo Xiangqun of Taiyi Pavilion with your sword at the Northwest Border, defeated Ling Tianyu of the Jade Maiden Sect, froze Lim Tian with a single sword strike before the eyes of tens of thousands in the city, and finally, you blasted Wang Zhen of Nebula Hall to pieces in the Desolate North Evil Land. Such might is rarely seen among the younger generation. Is there anyone who doesn’t know of you now?”

Wen Qingye waved his hand, replying dismissively, “Brother Lei, you flatter me.”