Chapter 852 - 405: Revisiting Old Haunts! The Closed-door Disciple Appears (Part 2)

Chapter 852: Chapter 405: Revisiting Old Haunts! The Closed-door Disciple Appears (Part 2)

But speaking of it, if young people aren’t hot-headed, can they still be called young!?

"Not the youngsters..." Taoist Pojie shook his head.

He paused for a moment, glanced around to ensure no one was near, then whispered, "It’s Celestial Master Ye."

"Ye Beichen? Ye Beichen from Zhongnan Mountain? Celestial Master Ye?" Zhang Fan’s eyes widened as he blurted out.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Taoist Pojie quickly restrained Zhang Fan.

"No way... He’s a Celestial Master, yet acted so impulsively? Even we youngsters wouldn’t do something like that." Zhang Fan couldn’t help but remark.

Ge Shuangxiu remained silent.

Li Miaoyin looked at him but said nothing.

"What exactly happened to make Celestial Master Ye so furious?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.

He trusted in the Celestial Master’s Qi Cultivation and couldn’t believe such an incident could easily rile him up unless something atrocious and unbearable happened.

"Nothing really happened... They just met, didn’t exchange more than a few words, and then started fighting." Taoist Pojie said helplessly.

"Two people? Who fought with Celestial Master Ye?" Zhang Fan grasped the crucial point.

Someone who could infuriate Ye Beichen and stand toe-to-toe with him must indeed be extraordinary.

"Celestial Master Cui from Qingcheng Mountain!" Taoist Pojie said solemnly.

Qingcheng Mountain, Cui Hanyi!

"I’ve heard this person is prodigious like a demon, not beneath Celestial Master Ye or Celestial Master Liu, though he’s reclusive and dislikes interacting with outsiders." Ge Shuangxiu whispered.

Clearly, he had heard of this Celestial Master Cui’s reputation.

"Celestial Master Cui’s cultivation has reached the Transformation Realm. It’s said that his Invincible Immortal Hand technique has captured the essence of Qingcheng Mountain’s Ancestral Master, surpassing previous generations. Does he have a feud with Celestial Master Ye?" Li Miaoyin couldn’t help asking.

As a girl, she was more curious about the enmity and grudges involved than Zhang Fan.

"Seems to be about a dragon!?" Taoist Pojie said with a strange expression.

He was present at the time, faintly hearing the two Celestial Masters mention something about a dragon before they directly started fighting, almost dismantling the Purple Sky Palace.

In the end, it was Liu Nanxu who intervened to separate Ye Beichen and Cui Hanyi.

"A dragon? What dragon? Flood dragon? Earth dragon?" Ge Shuangxiu couldn’t help but ask.

"That I don’t know. Who dares to speak recklessly about matters involving the Celestial Masters?" Taoist Pojie shook his head.

"But I heard from the elders in the sect that the feud between these two Celestial Masters began when they were young."

"What kind of grudge lasts a lifetime? They’re already Celestial Masters, yet they can’t let go?" Li Miaoyin became even more curious.

"Anyway, let’s go inside first."

At this point, Zhang Fan quickened his pace and was the first to walk into the Purple Sky Palace.

"Zhang Fan, wait." Taoist Pojie caught up.

As soon as he entered the Purple Sky Palace, Zhang Fan saw a young man walking towards him. The man was tall and had a noble demeanor, his eyes deep and mysterious like hidden stars, and wore a jade green ring on his right pinky.

The young man seemed to be about Zhang Fan’s age but exuded a steady presence. Most notably, two High Skill Daoists accompanied him on either side.

"Taoist Pojie." The young man approached, greeted Taoist Pojie with a bow.

"Junior Brother Gu." Taoist Pojie returned the greeting.

"Taoist Pojie has a guest; I’ll head to the Golden Summit first."

With these words, the young man walked off. As he left, Zhang Fan distinctly felt his gaze pause on him for a brief moment.

"It’s him."

At that moment, Ge Shuangxiu leaned over and whispered into Zhang Fan’s ear.

"He’s the one who severely injured me with the Thunder Skill in Chang’an."

Ge Shuangxiu would never forget this person’s presence, and he could confirm that just now, the man had also recognized him. Yet the person acted nonchalantly, without a word, and didn’t even glance at him.

"Taoist Pojie? Who is that? He can go straight to the Golden Summit?" Zhang Fan asked quietly.

"He’s Gu Yinxia, a member of the Daoist Alliance Sect Association, and also a disciple of President Jiang." Taoist Pojie said solemnly.

"A disciple of Jiang Wansui?" Zhang Fan pondered, looking in the direction where Gu Yinxia had departed.

"This person is inherently talented. Even the master holds him in high regard, having summoned him for teachings in solitude these past few days." Taoist Pojie said seriously.

"There’s even talk on the mountain that the master intends to take him as the Closed-door Disciple."

"Gu Yinxia!?"

Chu Chaoran, enlightened in the Pure Yang Wuji Realm, naturally has no sectarian bias. To promote the prosperity of our Dao, when the Yellow Court Scroll rises, I will open the door to opportunity and widely propagate the teachings.

Because of this, there are many speculations outside about who Transcendent Zhenren’s Closed-door Disciple might be. For example, An Wuyang from Zhongnan Mountain, Gu Yinxia from the Daoist Alliance Headquarters, and even Ge Chang’an from the Ge Family all have considerable support.

"Taoist Pojie, which one is Chu Zhenren going to take as the Closed-door Disciple?" Zhang Fan asked.

At this point, he was overwhelmingly curious.

"We’ll find out tomorrow." Taoist Pojie sighed.

"By tomorrow, everyone will know."

...

In the evening, inside Zhenwu Hall.

On the Divine Altar, Emperor Zhenwu’s statue stood majestically, with candlelight flickering and incense smoke wafting below.

Chu Chaoran stood before the altar, with the youngest Celestial Master from Zhenwu Mountain, Liu Nanxu, on his left, and an elder on his right, who appeared even younger than Chu Chaoran, despite his white hair and youthful complexion, dressed in a purple Daoist Robe.

"Dongyang, have all the sect leaders been settled?" Chu Chaoran turned to the elder on his right and asked solemnly.

This elder was Xi Dongyang, one of the three great Celestial Masters of Zhenwu Mountain.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, they’ve all been settled." Xi Dongyang nodded.

By comparison, although Liu Nanxu had already attained the position of Celestial Master, his experience was still too shallow.

For instance, in yesterday’s incident at the Purple Sky Palace, if the seasoned Xi Dongyang had been present, Ye Beichen and Cui Hanyi definitely wouldn’t have started fighting.

"I’ve deliberately arranged for Zhongnan Mountain and Qingcheng Mountain to be placed at the southern and northernmost ends."

"Haha, two youngsters, quite amusing." Chu Chaoran couldn’t help but laugh: "Nanxu, you should have called me yesterday when the fight broke out."

"Teacher, I can handle this." Liu Nanxu replied respectfully.

"What I mean is to record it and sell it..."

"Ahem, teacher!" Liu Nanxu coughed twice, instinctively interrupting Chu Chaoran.

At this time, Taoist Pojie, Xia Weisheng, and a group of other disciples stood below the hall, silent and bowing their heads.

"Just kidding... just kidding..."

"Sect Leader!"

At this moment, a heavy voice came from outside the hall, and everyone looked towards it, seeing an elderly man with an immortal demeanor walking in. His head was full of white hair mixed with a few strands of black, as he seemed to have rejuvenated, his eyes emitting an aura of endless thunderous majesty.

Zhao Wuji, one of Zhenwu Mountain’s three great Celestial Masters.

Moreover, he was the most senior among the three Celestial Masters, even Xi Dongyang and Chu Chaoran addressed him as ’Senior Brother.’

"Senior Brother." Chu Chaoran spoke softly.

Zhao Wuji had joined the sect earlier than Chu Chaoran, eighty years ago, during a great tribulation of the Daoist Sect. Chu Chaoran and his disciples followed the sect to Dragon Tiger Mountain, where almost all perished.

At that time, Zhao Wuji remained at Zhenwu Mountain, thus avoiding the catastrophe.

Since Chu Chaoran became the Sect Leader of Zhenwu Mountain, this elder Celestial Master had rarely appeared, being in seclusion for long periods. It was only during the last Zhenwu Jade Scroll Transmission that he came out of seclusion briefly.

"Greetings, Senior Martial Uncle!"

"Greetings, Senior Grand Martial Uncle!"

The disciples in the hall all greeted in unison.

Zhao Wuji’s gaze only rested on Chu Chaoran. He walked with long strides to the front of the altar.

"Senior Brother, you’re here." Chu Chaoran smiled softly.

"Tomorrow is your big day, so of course, I have to come. The Closed-door Disciple concerns the Dharma Lineage of the sect..." Zhao Wuji said solemnly.

"Sect Leader, this should be the time to reveal to us the identity of your Closed-door Disciple."

With these words, everyone’s curiosity turned to Chu Chaoran. There were many rumors and controversies outside about this so-called Closed-door Disciple.

But until now, even those inside Zhenwu Mountain didn’t know the true identity of this Closed-door Disciple.

Chu Chaoran fell silent for a moment, then looked outside the hall.

"Miaoyin, come in!!!"