561: Chapter 561 Young Master Qin Yan, don't make us laugh.

She greatly admired Qin Yan for being able to enter the Taixuan Holy Land.

This showed that his talent was truly powerful.

Qin Yan smiled upon hearing this.

"Alright."

Since he had nothing else to do anyway, it wouldn't hurt to tell her a little bit.

As Qin Yan began to explain, the three people beside him also pricked up their ears to listen.

They might not care much for Qin Yan's strength, but they were still very curious about the Taixuan Holy Land—the number one power in the Taixuan Realm and one of the strongest powers in the myriad worlds.

When would they ever get such an Opportunity normally?

Being able to hear about the Holy Land from a Disciple's own mouth was a rare Opportunity.

Qin Yan hadn't been in the Holy Land for long, so he only briefly described the process of the Heavenly Ladder and the combat situations during the End-of-Month Assessment.

Of course, he didn't mention himself.

He spoke of the true prodigies—the soaring speed of Huang Jiuli, the shock of Lin Ruoxi's seven-path Perfection Sword Intent, the pressure of Long Aotian as the son of the Dragon Emperor...

Listening to Qin Yan's account, the group showed looks of shock.

Second-grade Intent, Domains, hundred-patterned spirit weapons, level-skipping challenges, Innate Divine Abnormalities, special Physiques—these legendary things actually existed!

Was this the strength of the prodigies in the Taixuan Holy Land?

Truly powerful! Truly terrifying!

"Young Master Qin Yan, I wonder what grade of Disciple you are?"

At this moment, one of the escorts, Zhou Yuanqing, couldn't help but ask.

Qin Yan smiled and said, "I am precisely one of the only, few, 113 Special Grade Disciples."

As Qin Yan finished speaking, the other three escorts were all slightly stunned.

They immediately burst out laughing, saying, "Young Master Qin Yan, stop making us laugh."

They were all local Martial Artists of the Taixuan Realm, so they naturally weren't completely ignorant about the Taixuan Holy Land.

According to their understanding, almost every Special Grade Disciple in the Taixuan Holy Land was a person of noble status!

Because the more noble a person's status, the higher their parents' strength and position, and thus the talent of the offspring would be inherited.

For example, True King Descendants or True Emperor descendants.

They were prodigies from birth!

Moreover, they had the support of their elders.

Profound Truths, spirit weapon Materials, top-tier Cultivation Techniques, and cultivation resources—things ordinary Martial Artists would never encounter in their lives, they had from childhood.

Only in this way was it possible to become one of those one-in-a-billion Special Grade Disciples.

Having struggled for so many years, they still had the ability to judge people.

Qin Yan, at a glance, didn't look like someone of noble status.

He dressed plainly, had a restrained temperament, and lacked the refinement of a noble family's child or the arrogance of a royal descendant.

He looked like an ordinary young man who wouldn't stand out in a crowd.

If he said he was a Genius, they might believe him.

But saying he was a Special Grade Disciple was a bit unrealistic.

Nangong Waner looked at Qin Yan and also felt that he didn't seem like a Special Grade Disciple.

In her imagination, a Special Grade Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land should be a high-and-mighty, radiant existence who drew everyone's attention wherever they went.

But the Qin Yan before her was too ordinary, so ordinary that she couldn't associate him with the words "Special Grade Disciple."

Qin Yan seeing this, didn't say anything, only giving a light smile.

Explaining was just covering up, and covering up was a sign of a guilty conscience.

Instead of wasting words to prove something, it was better to let the facts speak for themselves.

Besides, he had no need to prove his identity to a few strangers.

The airship continued forward, white clouds outside the window flashing by.

For some unknown reason, Nangong Waner didn't ask Qin Yan any more questions related to the Taixuan Holy Land.

Perhaps she felt awkward, or perhaps she was embarrassed.

Qin Yan was happy to have some peace and quiet, standing aside to watch the scenery outside the airship.

Two hours later, the airship arrived at a plain.

The airship descended slowly, and Qin Yan's group landed from the airship with Nangong Waner.

As soon as they stepped off the airship, the four of them surrounded Nangong Waner in the middle, forming a square formation.

Fan Hu was in front, Zhao Tieshan on the left, Zhou Yuanqing on the right, and Qin Yan in the back, protecting Nangong Waner tightly.

"I'll have to trouble the four of you."

Nangong Waner said softly, her voice tinged with nervousness.

The plain before them was called the Qingqing Plain.

This plain stretched as far as the eye could see, overgrown with weeds, with Vicious Beasts appearing from time to time.

Once they crossed the Qingqing Plain and traveled dozens of more kilometers forward, they would reach the Qingyun Sect.

And if someone were lying in ambush, this plain was the path they had to take!

The terrain was open with nowhere to hide, making it a perfect place for an ambush.

"You're welcome. With us here, we will certainly protect your safety."

Fan Hu spoke, his voice sonorous and full of confidence.

He patted his chest with an "I've got this" attitude.

The other two also echoed their agreement, expressing their commitment.

Though all were in the Middle Sixth-Grade, Fan Hu was very powerful; the two of them combined were no match for him!

So throughout the journey, they were very polite to Fan Hu.

Seeing how sensible the two beside him were, Fan Hu nodded secretly.

He enjoyed this feeling of being superior, being flattered, and being feared.

But when his gaze fell on Qin Yan to the side, he found that the other didn't pay him any attention at all, not even sparing him a glance.

He couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed, but he didn't say anything on the surface.

After all, the other was a Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land; although his strength was inferior to his own, his status was there, so it wasn't easy to lash out.

Subsequently, the group hurried toward the Qingyun Sect.

Since Nangong Waner's strength was only at the fourth grade, her travel speed was somewhat slow.

At her pace, it would take at least half a day to cross this plain.

So she was carried along by Qin Yan throughout the journey.

A green True Qi shield enveloped her entire body.

The shield was as thin as a cicada's wing, yet it radiated vibrant vitality.

Staying inside, Nangong Waner felt physically and mentally refreshed, her mood joyful!

That force of vitality surged into her body, making her feel warm all over.

This was Qin Yan's Yimu Longevity True Qi!

Wood-attribute True Qi governed vitality and healing.

True Qi surged in Qin Yan's palms as he sped away with Nangong Waner.

His speed was extremely fast, yet he was as steady as Mount Tai; Nangong Waner felt no jolting inside the shield.

The other three escorts looked at Qin Yan behind them, also feeling startled.

This Qin Yan had such vigorous True Qi and such strong endurance!

Their travel speed was already not slow; an ordinary Sixth-Rank Early Stage would definitely be unable to keep up with them.

Yet Qin Yan, carrying a person, could still steadily follow behind them without showing any sign of fatigue!

"As expected of a Taixuan Holy Land Disciple, his foundation is truly deep!"

The three could only sigh inwardly.