191: Wu Xingqiong

Thinking of this, huge waves surged in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

"This old man is merely a small inner Elder. I ask Daoist Qian to inform me of your Sect's origins so I can report it to the Sect Master."

Unsure whether the visitor was friend or foe, the old man dared not easily invite him into the Sect, yet he also didn't want to offend him. Thus, he belittled himself and then inquired about Young Master Qian's origins.

"Daoist, just tell your Sect Master that I am a friend, not an enemy. Furthermore, I have brought a Medicinal Pill that can resolve your Sect's crisis three hundred years from now!"

"Of course, I have brought a great gift for your Sect. I wonder if the Demon Soul Holy Land and the Qingyang Feng Family are enough?"

A faint smile hung on Young Master Qian's face.

The old man's pupils constricted upon hearing this!

"My surname is Wu. Please, honored guest, move to the Immortal Guest Residence to rest. I will go and report to my Sect Master right away!"

The old man said hurriedly, then invited Young Master Qian and A Hui into the Heavenly Gate, and from there they arrived at a magnificent immortal palace.

He instructed several Saint deacons behind him to entertain Young Master Qian and A Hui well. After apologizing to them, he quickly departed.

Before long, the old man arrived at the Sect Master's main hall.

"Brother Qianhe, why have you come here?"

As soon as he arrived, the old man was stopped by the hall guardian.

"I have an urgent matter to see the Sect Master about, concerning the future of our Sect. Please, cousin, let me pass!"

Upon hearing this, the person naturally disbelieved him. If even the Sect Master and the others couldn't solve the problem, how could Wu Qianhe possibly resolve it?

However, being from the same clan, he couldn't refuse. So, he asked Wu Qianhe to wait there while he went in to report.

Before long, the person came out.

"Brother, please come in!"

"Thank you for your trouble!"

Wu Qianhe bowed to the person, then entered the main hall.

At this moment, a figure shrouded in countless rays of light sat at the head of the hall.

"Elder Qianhe, this seat heard from Qianhui that you have an urgent matter to report?"

A majestic voice echoed through the hall.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, two people visited just now. That person did not reveal his origins, but he said he could resolve our Sect's crisis three hundred years from now, and he also said that the Demon Soul Holy Land and the Qingyang Feng Family are a great gift for us!"

Wu Qianhe did not conceal anything, but reported truthfully.

"What?"

The figure at the head of the hall's aura changed upon hearing this.

"Is this true?"

"I don't know, but of the two, one of them gives me a feeling no weaker than the Sect Master!" Wu Qianhe bowed and said.

The figure at the head of the hall's pupils constricted upon hearing this.

"Invite them in!"

"Yes!"

Wu Qianhe left with a joyful expression upon hearing this.

Before long, Wu Qianhe arrived at the Immortal Guest Residence.

"Sirs, my Sect Master invites you!"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Qian thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Elder Wu!"

"It's nothing!"

Wu Qianhe's attitude was extremely polite. He then summoned a Saint King Realm immortal crane to carry Young Master Qian and A Hui to the Sect Master Peak.

"Wu Qianhe, where are you going?"

As they entered the inner Sect, they encountered a black-robed old man piloting a black boat. The latter couldn't help but ask.

"So it's you! I am preparing to take two honored guests to the Sect Master Peak!" Wu Qianhe's face immediately fell upon seeing the other party.

Young Master Qian observed this scene.

"Honored guests? What kind of honored guests are a mere Saint King?" The black-robed old man glanced at Young Master Qian and A Hui, saying coldly, "Wu Qianhe, the Sect Master is busy with a myriad of affairs. Don't bring just any cats and dogs to see him!"

Wu Qianhe's face immediately turned ugly upon hearing this. He shouted, "Gu Moqiu, watch your words! These two are people the Sect Master wishes to see!"

"Hmph!"

The black-robed old man snorted, saying no more, only sweeping a cold glance at Young Master Qian and A Hui.

Young Master Qian watched this scene with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

Wu Qianhe also seemed to sense something and hurriedly piloted the immortal crane away.

"Honored guests? What kind of honored guests are a mere Saint King?"

Disdain filled the black-robed old man's eyes!

"No!"

The black-robed old man's expression suddenly darkened. Who was Wu Qianhe? Although he was only an inner Elder, he was the Sect Master's Dao Protector in his youth.

He took a deep look at the distant immortal crane, then turned his flying boat and flew back in the direction he came from.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, please don't take offense. Gu Moqiu is just like that. He has a grudge against me, which has unfortunately implicated you both. My apologies!" Wu Qianhe said apologetically.

"No matter!"

Young Master Qian smiled and waved his hand.

Soon, an ancient mountain peak lay before them, surrounded by hundreds of powerful auras, the weakest of which were at the Great Saint Realm.

Led by Wu Qianhe, the three arrived outside the Sect Master's main hall.

The person from earlier looked curiously at Young Master Qian and A Hui, then cupped his fists and said, "Brother, the Sect Master said that since the two guests have arrived, there's no need to report; you can enter directly."

"Good!"

Wu Qianhe led the two into the main hall upon hearing this.

From the moment the three entered, a gaze descended upon them.

When the gaze fell upon A Hui, the figure at the head of the hall's expression was shocked.

Moments later, the three arrived inside the main hall.

"Hahaha! My name is Wu Xingqiong. I didn't know Senior would grace us with your presence, please forgive me!"

A hearty laugh echoed through the hall. A scholarly middle-aged man with a somewhat pale complexion but resolute eyes descended from the golden throne and approached A Hui.

"Sect Master?"

Wu Qianhe's pupils constricted. This middle-aged man was none other than the Sect Master of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect, Wu Xingqiong!

Yet, at this moment, Wu Xingqiong actually called the sturdy man beside him "Senior." He clearly understood what this implied.

A Hui, however, ignored him, which made Wu Xingqiong somewhat awkward.

"Sect Master Wu, you must have guessed the purpose of our visit, right!"

At this moment, Young Master Qian spoke at the opportune time.

Wu Xingqiong then truly looked at the young man before him, and what he saw was astonishing.

He had cultivated pupil techniques, and thus discovered that the young man's bone age was less than a hundred years. What did this mean? It meant that the other party was a peerless True King.

"Young Master, how should I address you?"

Wu Xingqiong's attitude had clearly changed.

"My surname is Qian, and my given name is Duo Duo!" Young Master Qian cupped his fists and smiled.

"Qian Duoduo?"

Muttering it silently, Wu Xingqiong felt a strange sensation.

"So it's Young Master Qian, a pleasure to meet you!"

"Please, both of you, have a seat!"

With that, he asked Wu Qianhe to prepare tea.

Earlier, he had been somewhat skeptical of Wu Qianhe's words, but upon seeing the other party, he knew that they possessed this ability.

However, he knew that the other party's visit must have a purpose, so there wasn't much joy in his heart.

Because the only thing the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect had to offer was its Emperor Sect Legacy, and they would rather die than give up this Legacy.

"Young Master Qian, I still do not know where you come from. May I ask you to inform me?"

After the tea was served, Wu Xingqiong got straight to the point!

His words had a double meaning: first, to inquire about Young Master Qian and A Hui's origins; and second, if Young Master Qian concealed it, then there would be no need to continue this conversation.

Young Master Qian smiled and said, "I come from Cloud Mist Mountain! As for where exactly, Sect Master Wu doesn't need to know. When it's time for you to know, you will naturally understand!"

"You also don't need to worry. My clan doesn't care for your Emperor Sect Legacy. If we wanted it, it wouldn't be me who came today, but my clan's Heavenly Army!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xingqiong felt displeased and was about to erupt, but then he heard Young Master Qian's next words.

"I have half an Emperor Pill here, which can resolve your Old Ancestor's Lifespan worries!"

At these words, Wu Xingqiong's expression was shaken.

And just as he was in shock, Young Master Qian took out a jade bottle, removed the stopper, and in an instant, a rich Qi filled the entire hall. Just a wisp of Qi caused Wu Xingqiong's originally difficult-to-heal Dao injuries to show signs of recovery.

He stared in horror at the Medicinal Pill in Young Master Qian's hand. His intuition told him that it was an Emperor Pill.