I Have A Qi Fortune Altar.
Chapter 516: 387: Grandmasters Gather, Yang Transformation Arrives!_3

Chapter 516: Chapter 387: Grandmasters Gather, Yang Transformation Arrives!_3

Then, under everyone’s gaze, it slowly melted….

With one strike, the Grandmaster extinguished!

The surroundings were deathly silent, as if the void itself had stagnated.

Yun Zhongzi forced a smile, saying:

“Has the elder calmed his anger?”

“Scram.”

A low shout resonated through the void.

“Elder, please quell your anger, I will take my leave.”

Yun Zhongzi, as if granted amnesty, flicked his horsetail whisk and immediately fled Mengze Mountain at the fastest speed he had ever achieved in his life.

Meng Liang clasped his hands together, said nothing, and broke through the air to leave.

Zong Yuan looked deeply at Chen Yuan and brought his hands together, saying:

“Amitabha, this monk takes his leave.”

In the blink of an eye, four Grandmasters had perished, one dead and three fled, displaying the formidable power of Yang Transformation.

Yu Youwei’s gaze sharpened as a hint of suspicion crossed her eyes; she always felt this Yang Transformation True Master was somehow familiar, although the tone and manner of speaking were strange. But that indescribable familiar sense could not be feigned.

Could Chen Yuan be connected to the Goddess Palace?

Thinking of this, Yu Youwei quickly dismissed the idea as impossible. The Goddess Palace had never involved itself in such matters and rarely even interacted with men.

How could that be possible?

Chen Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly as he clasped his hands together and said:

“Thank you, elder, for your help.”

The powerful figure in front of him was undoubtedly a high-ranking individual from the Taoist Divine Palace, though it turned out this person was not Su Ziyue as he had guessed.

But someone else.

It seems, not only Su Ziyue is a woman in the Taoist Divine Palace.

The Black Robe woman gazed at him for a moment and transmitted her voice:

“It’s nothing.”

Then, her gaze swept across the circle, slowly moving over the Reach Profound Martial Artists gathered around, especially pausing on the females from the Taoist Divine Palace, before she gradually vanished from everyone’s sight.

The scene resumed its previous state.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath and said loudly:

“The Secret Realm is right here. Whoever wishes to enter may do so at their own discretion, and whoever does not respect Chen, may come forward and challenge me.”

All were fearful, and no one dared to respond.

After scanning the crowd, Chen Yuan’s lips moved slightly as he whispered a message.

Shen Yanshu in the crowd instantly blushed, barely perceptibly nodding her head.

Soon after, Chen Yuan flew away into the sky.

Only a quarter of an hour after his departure did the crowd at the scene go mad, as numerous figures soared into the sky and plunged into the Secret Realm, resembling a swarm of locusts howling through the air.

Unfortunately, they were all destined to be disappointed.

For apart from the God Transformation Lotus, there was nothing of value left inside that Secret Realm!

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The Martial Artists emerging from the Secret Realm wore faces of disappointment, mumbling that something was off; they did not believe Chen Yuan had scoured the place clean.

He didn’t seem to have that great an ability.

After all, how could the technique of the “Mount Meru Mustard Seed” be possessed by a Reach Profound Martial Artist?

As for the matter of the God Transformation Lotus, no one paid attention or even considered it; that little mountain had been completely destroyed by Chen Yuan before he emerged.

The secrets within were forever buried.

The female disciples of the Goddess Palace walked out of the Secret Realm one by one, unable to hide their disappointment, whispering softly:

“I thought the newly opened secret realm would have some good stuff, but it turned out to be empty, even nearly starting a great war. What a joke,”

“Alas….”

“Enough, no more complaints. After this training is over, everyone will return to the sect,” Yu Qingyan said indifferently.

The Immortal Battle was about to commence, and she needed to prepare as well.

Even if she wasn’t a match for a freak like Chen Yuan, she wanted to see the techniques of the heroes of the world.

Shen Yanshu hesitated for a moment before whispering:

“Sister Yu, is it possible for your disciple to return to the palace a few days later?”

“Oh, Sister Shen, what do you want to do?”

“Yes, indeed.”

“What I am going to do, you will all find out later,” Shen Yanshu said softly, facing her senior sisters’ teasing.

“So, the sect rules can’t restrain you, can they?” Yu Qingyan frowned, and the other disciples immediately fell silent.

“Sister.”

“Go if you want, but… Sister Shen, you must be aware, the sect rules are very strict,” Yu Qingyan cautioned.

She knew that Shen Yanshu was a female disciple highly valued by their master, but it seemed she also could not violate the sect rules.

“I understand, Sister.”

Shen Yanshu nodded slightly.

“As long as you understand,” Yu Qingyan said deeply, looking into her eyes, then turned and walked away. The other senior sisters also gave Shen Yanshu a regretful look, but dared not say more.

Because they all knew how strict the sect rules were; even the senior sister who had messaged earlier didn’t dare to say more.

However, what they didn’t know was that Shen Yanshu was different from them.

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As evening fell,

Chen Yuan was resting in a top-notch inn near Prefecture City in Mengze Mountain, waiting for Shen Yanshu. It had been nearly half a year since they’d last seen each other and they indeed had some things to discuss.

And to exchange some information about their cultivation practice.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Chen Yuan closed his eyes and breathed deeply, his body surrounded by a dense flow of Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy. Three Primordial Crystals were arranged in a triangular formation in front of him.

An Array Plate was placed below them.

“Thud thud thud…”

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes and said softly:

“Come in.”

‘Creak.’

The door was pushed open, and a young lady in a blue gown walked into the room with a smile, scrutinizing Chen Yuan with a joyful gaze. She spoke softly,

“Brother Chen, it’s been a long time.”

“Indeed.”

Chen Yuan stood up, opened his arms, and Shen Yanshu’s cheeks flushed pink, she pursed her lips, stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, whispering:

“Have you been with other women these past months?”

Chen Yuan subconsciously touched his nose, just about to say something, when suddenly, his gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice:

“Since the elder is here, why not show yourself?”

As soon as these words fell, a seductive figure of a beautiful, dignified woman appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

Shen Yanshu turned her head, opened her mouth in disbelief and said:

“Master?”

The dignified woman referred to as Master smiled gently at the two of them and said softly:

“Perhaps, I have come at an inconvenient time.”