Chapter 1533: Senior Brother of Xianyun Mansion? Get Closer

In the main hall, many elders and their disciples were puzzled, unsure why the Palace Master had summoned everyone. Some elders took the initiative to mention that the birthday of Chu Gucheng, the lord of Xian Chu, was approaching, and he had invited several elders from Yu Xian Palace to inquire about Ling Qiuchang’s stance.

The relationship between Yu Xian Palace and Xian Chu was neither hostile nor particularly close. Given the current chaos in the Xi Yuan civilization, many elders were apprehensive about aligning themselves too early and inadvertently creating unnecessary trouble.

Ling Qiuchang, however, didn’t care much about Chu Gucheng’s birthday. Although he had interacted with him in the past, their friendship was not deep. Whether he attended or not would depend on how smoothly Ling Yuxian’s plans unfolded this time. If she could truly welcome the Patriarch back, that would be far more significant than anything else.

At a time when Yu Xian Palace was in decline, the reappearance of the patriarch would undoubtedly cause a sensation throughout the entire Xi Yuan civilization. Ling Qiuchang himself felt a mix of excitement and anxiety.

“I don’t know why all the elders have been summoned this time,” he pondered. “Even during the remnants of the Black Disaster, when all the orthodox forces of the Xi Yuan Civilization united to eliminate it, it never felt like this. If I hadn’t observed the long river of luck for Yu Xian Palace from a distance, which flows steadily without signs of catastrophe, I might have doubted whether a formidable enemy was approaching, one that could lead to annihilation.”

At that moment, outside the palace deep within Yu Xian Palace, two brilliant golden Daos pierced through the sky, descending straight from the distant universe.

Elder Jiulin, with his fluttering robes and immortal demeanor, led many disciples from his mansion as they rushed to the palace for discussion. Beside him on another golden Dao, a beautiful woman with an enchanting allure spoke to him, a playful smile gracing her lips as she inquired about the important matters concerning Yu Xian Palace.

This captivating woman was also an elder of Yu Xian Palace, known as Elder Xianyun. While her cultivation level was not as high as Elder Jiulin’s—having survived only three heavenly declines—she shared a deep friendship with him from their earlier years. Coincidentally, she was also hurrying back to Yu Xian Palace with many disciples from her mansion. The two encountered each other outside the mountain gate and joined forces.

In Elder Xianyun’s mansion, there were many female disciples, and Elder Jiulin’s disciples were quite curious about the young man among them. Even Jing Xiao couldn’t help but glance over a few extra times, unable to conceal his surprise. The young man, dressed in white, appeared utterly spotless; even his clothes and socks were pristine. His face was flawless, and his demeanor was refined and detached.

He seemed to have stepped out of an ancient painting, his warm and moist eyes reflecting a faint glimmer, making him easy to like. When had Xianyun Mansion acquired such a young disciple with such a transcendent temperament and godlike appearance?

Even Elder Jiulin couldn’t help but steal a few more glances, filled with envy. For a disciple like this, the foundational talent was remarkable at first glance, suggesting he would surely enjoy great fortune in the future. Initially, he had thought that the presence of Jing Xiao in Jiulin Mansion was a rare stroke of luck. However, he hadn’t expected to encounter such an extraordinary disciple in Xianyun Mansion.

Could it be that Xianyun Mansion possessed some kind of immense fortune or a rare treasure? Why was it that he couldn’t gauge the young man’s strength or background? He had never seen him before, and the face was unfamiliar. Could it be that Elder Xianyun was deliberately concealing him? As these thoughts crossed his mind, Elder Jiulin couldn’t hide the doubts that flickered across his face.

Elder Xianyun noticed the expressions of Elder Jiulin and the others and seemed to understand their thoughts. With a smile, she explained, “Senior Brother Jiulin probably heard about it before. In my generation of Xianyun Mansion, there is a disciple who has been cultivating in seclusion—my eldest senior brother. His talent is extraordinary, and he has surpassed his peers in self-cultivation since childhood…”

As she spoke, Elder Jiulin and the others suddenly understood. He had indeed heard of the talented yet low-profile senior brother from Xianyun Mansion. Although this senior brother seldom appeared before his disciples and focused primarily on his penance, it was astonishing to see his abilities in person.

It seemed that his luck was probably even more remarkable than Jing Xiao’s.

Many disciples of Xianyun Mansion were surprised and curious about the identity of the young man in white. This was especially true for the female disciples, who had been secretly sizing him up; their beautiful eyes sparkled with astonishment, making it difficult for them to conceal their intrigue. They, too, were unaware of the young man’s identity.

During their journey to Yu Xian Palace, Elder Xianyun had suddenly remembered something important, allowing them to stay where they were while she returned to Xianyun Mansion. She reappeared with the young man in white but did not explain who he was. Now, with Elder Xianyun’s mention of his identity, they all suddenly understood and began to speak in delicate voices, each calling him “Big Brother.”

“So, he is the elder brother of Xianyun Mansion! No wonder he is so extraordinary…”

“I didn’t expect such a character to exist in Xianyun Mansion, which usually keeps a low profile. It seems we shouldn’t underestimate the other mansions.”

Many disciples from Jiulin Mansion, including Jing Xiao, also came to this realization, feeling a sense of awe in their hearts. Jing Xiao withdrew her gaze, her resolve growing stronger. Although she had a premonition that the young man in white might be her rival, she didn’t dwell on it too much. She had always regarded Ling Yuxian as her biggest opponent, and no matter how impressive the rest of her peers were, none could compare to Ling Yuxian in her eyes.

Moreover, Jing Xiao couldn’t tell if it was her own imagination, but she felt that the gentle, jade-like elder from Xianyun Mansion seemed to be looking at her as well. His eyes were intriguing and filled with interest.

As they made their way to Yu Xian Palace, Elder Jiulin spoke to Elder Xianyun, glancing at his many disciples. “I wonder what the Palace Master intends to discuss this time. The positions of Jiulin Mansion and Xianyun Mansion in the current Yu Xian Palace are quite precarious. However, our deep friendship makes it convenient for our disciples to support one another, preventing them from being bullied by those from other mansions.”

When Elder Xianyun heard this, a slightly unnatural expression flashed across her face, but she quickly recovered, nodding with a smile. “Senior Brother Jiulin is absolutely right; it should be so.”

“Elder Jing Xiao, as the contemporary number one in our Jiulin Mansion, you should also get closer to this elder brother of Xianyun Mansion. Testing each other’s cultivation and Daoism through friendship could yield many benefits,” Elder Jiulin added, smiling as he addressed Jing Xiao, who stood beside him.

“Master…” Jing Xiao was taken aback, surprised by his unexpected words. She never anticipated that he would encourage her in this manner. Her personality was typically colder; she seldom interacted with others and rarely heeded the advice of her juniors and sisters.

Elder Xianyun appeared taken aback as well and hesitated to respond. However, the young man in white behind her glanced at her, smiled slightly, and said, “Elder Jiulin is right; more exchanges and confirmations will indeed be beneficial for each other’s cultivation and Daoism.”

Elder Xianyun had intended to say something but found herself swallowing her words. She cast a quiet glance at the young man in white and lowered her head slightly. No one noticed this subtle anomaly.

Elder Jiulin simply stroked his beard, smiling with satisfaction, as if pleased with the unfolding dynamics.

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