574: Am I that old?

At the same time, the Yan Yang Sect and the Tian Yin Gate, these two major forces, had gathered together. Sitting in the main seat, however, was the Fourteenth Prince of the Haotian Immortal Kingdom, Yang Zhaojue.

“I didn't expect that brat to have a grudge with you over the murder of your sons.” Yang Zhaojue picked up the teacup in his hand and took a small sip.

After leaving the Cangyun Empire, he came to the Yan Yang Sect to discuss the marriage alliance, just as the Tian Yin Gate and the Yan Yang Sect were planning how to force the Xuan Yin Palace to hand over Yang Lingchen.

“Does the Fourteenth Prince know that brat?” Yin Soul asked calmly.

“This Prince saw that brat in the Cangyun Empire a few days ago. His personality was extremely arrogant at the time. If Cang Qingtian hadn't protected him, This Prince would have killed him long ago.” A cold light flashed in Yang Zhaojue's eyes.

“Fourteenth Prince, this Cang Qingtian is simply too ignorant of propriety. Relying on the fact that he is the number one powerhouse in the Eastern Region, he dared to refuse to give you Face.” Tian Yin Gate Sect Leader Yin Soul looked indignant.

“It doesn't matter, he won't be arrogant for much longer.” Yang Zhaojue said coldly, “What are you planning to do about that brat?”

“Naturally, we must make him pay a blood debt with blood.” A cold, murderous intent flickered in Yin Soul's eyes.

“This Prince has an idea, but it depends on whether you dare to execute it.” A strange smile flashed across Yang Zhaojue's lips.

“Fourteenth Prince, please speak freely.” Yin Soul said in a deep voice.

“The four major top forces in the Eastern Region—don't you think that's too many?” Yang Zhaojue picked up another cup of tea and took a light sip.

“Does the Fourteenth Prince mean to destroy the Xuan Yin Palace?” Yin Soul asked.

“Think about it. If the Xuan Yin Palace were gone, could the Cangyun Empire resist the combined strength of your two great forces? At that time, wouldn't the entire Eastern Region be dictated by your two great forces?” Yang Zhaojue said nonchalantly.

“Thank you for the Fourteenth Prince's guidance, but we still need to plan this matter properly.” A sharp light flashed in Yin Soul's eyes.

The few people then began to discuss quietly... Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

After two months of arduous Cultivation, Yang Lingchen finally raised his cultivation level to the Peak of the Third Layer of the Sovereign Realm, just one step away from the Fourth Layer of the Dominator Realm.

On this day, Mu Xiya came to his residence.

Yang Lingchen quickly welcomed her in and personally brewed a pot of tea for her.

“Yan Qingyun and Long Chen, did you kill them?”

Mu Xiya took a light sip of tea, and a faint body fragrance wafted from her.

“Yes, Junior killed them.”

Yang Lingchen nodded, and then recounted the grievances between himself, Yan Qingyun, and Long Chen.

“If I have caused trouble for the Sect, Junior can bear the responsibility alone.”

“You were personally recruited by This Seat. Even if you cause enormous trouble, This Seat will shield you.” Mu Xiya's red lips parted slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her Face.

“Thank you, Palace Master.” Yang Lingchen bowed slightly.

“There's no need to be so polite with This Seat; it only makes things awkward.” Mu Xiya said, her Face showing a hint of elegant amusement, “This Seat's palace is right next door. If you have any questions regarding Cultivation, you can come to This Seat anytime.”

Following this, Yang Lingchen didn't stand on ceremony and immediately began asking for guidance. Having Cultivated to this Realm, many aspects of Cultivation knowledge would indeed take a lot of time to figure out on his own.

Facing Yang Lingchen's questions, Mu Xiya answered them one by one.

What surprised her was that Yang Lingchen's talent and Comprehension Ability were far more outstanding than she had imagined.

The two continued communicating like this, one willing to ask and the other willing to teach, and three days quickly passed.

After these three days of seeking advice, Yang Lingchen gained a completely new understanding of Cultivation knowledge, especially the precautions needed for the subsequent Realms; Mu Xiya shared her own insights on all of them.

During these three days of interaction, the relationship between the two also underwent a subtle change.

Regarding Mu Xiya, Yang Lingchen's feelings naturally progressed from initial deep respect to later becoming both a Revered Master and a friend.

What puzzled Yang Lingchen the most was that he always felt that Mu Xiya possessed a kind of magical charm that attracted him.

Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his Pure Yang Body would still become uncontrollably restless.

At the same time, through these three days of interaction, Yang Lingchen completely developed a sense of belonging to the Xuan Yin Palace. He could tell that Mu Xiya truly valued him... On this day, the Yan Yang Sect and the Tian Yin Gate gathered all their Elite Disciples and finally marched into the Xuan Yin Palace's sphere of influence.

However, these two major forces did not launch a direct attack. Instead, they released news demanding that the Xuan Yin Palace hand over Yang Lingchen and compensate both forces with 500 million mid-grade divine origin stones each, or else they would attack the Xuan Yin Palace.

As soon as the news spread, it instantly caused an uproar in the Xuan Yin Palace.

Xuan Yin Palace, Palace Master Hall.

“Palace Master, this incident was entirely caused by Lingchen alone. This Seat suggests handing him over.” An Old Woman with white hair spoke.

“Elder Li is right, Palace Master. Lingchen created trouble and caused such a huge disaster; he should bear the responsibility alone.” A middle-aged woman who still retained her charm spoke up.

“All of you, shut up for This Seat.”

A cold light shot out from Mu Xiya's beautiful eyes, and a terrifying pressure emanated from her. She said, “You don't truly believe that if we hand over Lingchen, they will spare our Xuan Yin Palace, do you?”

“Palace Master, the Tian Yin Gate and the Yan Yang Sect are coming aggressively. If we don't hand over Lingchen, the consequences will be unimaginable!” said the white-haired Old Woman.

“It seems you truly have become muddle-headed old fools, unable to see the intentions of these two major forces.” Mu Xiya's eyes were filled with disappointment.

“The Palace Master is right. These two major forces have wolfish ambitions and clearly want to seize this opportunity to destroy our Xuan Yin Palace. We absolutely cannot compromise with them.” A mature, dignified, beautiful, and elegant woman spoke.

“Everyone, there's no need to worry. As long as I, Mu Xiya, am here, they cannot destroy my Xuan Yin Palace. Since they want war, we will accompany them to the end!”

Mu Xiya's voice carried a hint of cold killing intent.

Seeing Mu Xiya's assertiveness, all the high-level members of the Xuan Yin Palace were filled with high Battle Intent.

At this time, Yang Lingchen also learned of this news.

When he heard that Mu Xiya was willing to fight the Yan Yang Sect and the Tian Yin Gate to the bitter end for his sake, his heart couldn't help but be moved.

He hadn't expected Mu Xiya to value him so highly.

“Lingchen, don't worry. With Revered Master here, it's impossible for them to conquer our Xuan Yin Palace.” Mu Qingcheng said.

“What is the Palace Master's cultivation level?”

A hint of curiosity appeared in Yang Lingchen's eyes.

Since meeting Mu Xiya, the feeling she gave him was one of unfathomable depth.

Even when facing Cang Qingtian, Yang Lingchen never had this feeling.

“I'm not sure, because I've never seen Revered Master take action,” Mu Qingcheng said. “I always have a feeling that if the Venerable Elder were to make a move, no one in the Eastern Region would be her match.”

“Then I can relax.” Yang Lingchen's suppressed mood eased slightly.

“You should Cultivate well. I'm heading back now.”

Mu Qingcheng kissed Yang Lingchen on the cheek, and then left Yang Lingchen's residence.

Just as Mu Qingcheng left, a flash of white light instantly swept past, and then Mu Xiya's graceful and mature figure appeared before Yang Lingchen.

“Greetings, Palace Master.” Yang Lingchen quickly bowed.

“Is This Seat very old?” Mu Xiya, with her ethereal immortal grace, slowly sat down beside the tea table.

“How could that be!” Yang Lingchen shook his head and quickly brewed a cup of tea for Mu Xiya.

“I heard just now that you called me 'the Venerable Elder'.”

A charming smile curved Mu Xiya's lips. She gently brushed the beautiful hair on both sides of her shoulders and neck, instantly making her proud, plump bosom seem ready to burst forth, and an intoxicating aura emanated from her body.