115: Chapter 115 The Mysterious Old Man

That mountain peak seemed as if it were the Dominator of this world, inspiring awe in one's heart.

Everyone present was stunned by the majesty of this mountain peak, including Chen Zhiwen; they had never heard before that such a spectacular mountain existed in the Huang Prefecture.

The mountain peak stood like an iron pillar supporting the heavens and earth, firmly rooted in the midst of this vast world.

Its foot was deeply rooted in the earth, while its summit pierced straight into the clouds, as if it intended to puncture the firmament.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, people felt so insignificant, as if they were merely a speck of dust in this massive world.

"That mountain peak is the legendary Qinghua Mountain, and as for those smaller peaks in front of Qinghua Mountain, that is our Zetian Sect." Feng Qingyang's voice rang in the ears of Chen Zhiwen and the others, his tone revealing a sense of reverence for the mountain.

Feng Qingyang continued: "According to the ancient records in the Zetian Sect, after the great war between the Human Race and the Yao Race in the Ancient Era, the Human Race achieved final victory and drove the Yao Race to the North Sea."

"And we, the Zetian Sect, took on the important mission of guarding Qinghua Mountain. To fulfill this mission, the founding Old Ancestor of the Zetian Sect spared no effort and utilized a great Divine Ability to move the entire Zetian Sect to the foot of Qinghua Mountain to ensure the safety of this mountain."

Feng Qingyang recounted the story between the Zetian Sect and Qinghua Mountain to Chen Zhiwen and the others.

Gazing at Qinghua Mountain, even though Feng Qingyang had seen it countless times, every time he looked up, he could not help but be awestruck by its magnificent posture.

Everyone stood there in silence, all still immersed in this astonishing scenery.

Chen Zhiwen, however, slightly furrowed his brows. Having caught a hint of something from Feng Qingyang's words, he asked in confusion: "Brother Feng, what secret is hidden within Qinghua Mountain that it could make your Zetian Sect guard it for generations?"

The others also reacted and cast curious gazes toward Feng Qingyang.

Indeed! Although Qinghua Mountain was the number one sacred mountain of the Huang Prefecture, apart from that, it seemed no other rumors about it had ever circulated in the outside world.

If it were only because of its majestic landscape, the founding Old Ancestor of the Zetian Sect would certainly not have gone to such great lengths to move the entire Sect over.

Guarding Qinghua Mountain for generations—what exactly was their Zetian Sect protecting?

Feng Qingyang's expression changed slightly, but he immediately recovered and smiled calmly: "Everyone, there is naturally a secret within Qinghua Mountain."

"However, I hope you will not blame me, as I cannot tell everyone this secret here."

"Once Qinghua Mountain opens, you will naturally know this Secret Manual after you enter."

Chen Zhiwen's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this, and he asked no more questions.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was still being mysterious and speaking in riddles, Zheng Chen became increasingly curious. Just as he was about to continue pressing for an answer, he suddenly heard a deafening burst of laughter coming from a distant place.

"Hahaha! Kid Chen, you little fellow have finally arrived!" This laughter was like a great bell, resounding throughout the space and causing people to turn their heads in attention.

"I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Before the words had even faded, a figure was seen speeding over like lightning, appearing before Chen Zhiwen and the others in the blink of an eye.

The speed of this figure was like a phantom, leaving people with no time to react.

With the appearance of this figure, a rich aroma of wine assailed their nostrils, as if the person himself had been soaked in fine wine.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Feng Qingyang and several Zetian Sect Disciples showed expressions of awe on their faces and bowed respectfully, their attitudes exceptionally deferential.

"This Disciple greets Senior Martial Uncle!"

"This Disciple greets Elder Gu!"

Gu Qibai was as free and easy as ever, waving his hand to signal them to rise.

Immediately after, Gu Qibai looked at Chen Zhiwen with great interest and exclaimed: "When I left at that time, I suspected that you, Kid, were still hiding your strength."

"For this reason, I specifically had Feng Qingyang and other Disciples rush to the Great Xuan Capital City to test your true strength."

"This test really surprised me; you, Kid, are actually this powerful!"

Having said that, Gu Qibai grabbed Chen Zhiwen's sleeve and said to Feng Qingyang: "Leave the accommodation for the others to you; as for Kid Chen's lodging, I have already arranged it."

"I have some matters to discuss with him, so I will take my leave first."

After speaking, without waiting for Feng Qingyang to reply, Gu Qibai had already taken Chen Zhiwen and vanished from before everyone's eyes.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang covered his forehead and sighed softly, clearly long accustomed to Gu Qibai's style of doing things.

After calming his emotions, Feng Qingyang led Zheng Chen and the others toward those few peaks of the Zetian Sect.

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On the other side, after Chen Zhiwen was taken away by Gu Qibai, Chen Zhiwen's expression remained calm, knowing clearly that Gu Qibai harbored no ill will toward him.

After flying for a while, Gu Qibai led Chen Zhiwen to the Inner Pavilion of the Zetian Sect.

This was an unremarkable small mountain. There were no magnificent, golden palaces within the mountain, and at a glance, it did not seem any different from mountains in the mortal world.

After arriving at the small mountain, Gu Qibai slowed down and walked side by side with Chen Zhiwen up the mountain.

Along the way, the two encountered quite a few Inner Pavilion Disciples. These Disciples had all previously seen Chen Zhiwen in the Great Yu Capital City.

Upon seeing Gu Qibai bring Chen Zhiwen into the Inner Pavilion, although these Disciples were somewhat shocked in their hearts, they still respectfully bowed to Gu Qibai on the surface.

Gu Qibai nodded slightly to acknowledge them, but his footsteps did not stop.

Soon, Gu Qibai led Chen Zhiwen to a quiet, small courtyard.

"I know that you, Kid, like quiet, so I specifically vacated this small courtyard."

"In these days before Qinghua Mountain opens, you can stay here." Gu Qibai opened the courtyard gate and walked in familiarly.

Chen Zhiwen followed him in, examined the environment around the courtyard, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Very well." Chen Zhiwen did not stand on ceremony with Gu Qibai and nodded in agreement.

The two sat down at the stone table in the courtyard. Chen Zhiwen took out a tea set and began to brew tea by himself.

When the tea was ready, Chen Zhiwen picked up a teacup and glanced at Gu Qibai. Gu Qibai shook his head with a rather disdainful expression and picked up the wine gourd at his waist, taking a gulp.

Chen Zhiwen sipped the tea in his cup, raised his eyes to look at the Gu Qibai before him, and said, "Senior Gu, I imagine you coming to find me is not just as simple as catching up on old times."

"If you have anything to say, please feel free to say it."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qibai's expression stiffened. He then stared solemnly at Chen Zhiwen and heaved a deep sigh.

"Kid Chen, you guessed correctly. I have come this time because there is a matter I must ask of you."

"Senior Gu, please speak. If it is something I can do, I naturally will not shirk from it," Chen Zhiwen replied.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qibai's eyes lit up, and just as he opened his mouth to say something...

Suddenly, a soft breeze quietly blew into this small, exquisite courtyard. The wind was mixed with a few petals and bamboo leaves, which danced lightly in the air, as if performing a beautiful dance.