429: Chapter 429 Number Five and Number Eight

Chen Xuan waved his hand and changed the subject, saying, "If you say so, Miss, then I will really take it seriously."

Fairy Yu Chan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded quickly, "Peak Master Chen, rest assured, the Medicine Hut never speaks empty words."

"However, now that the Yao Race beast has been eliminated, should we return first?"

Chen Xuan's gaze swept over the two injured people.

Chen Xuan would remember the account with the person named Li from the Wansheng Dao Court. If he were lucky enough to run into them, he would settle it then; searching specifically for them within this Secret Realm would be too much trouble.

Dongfang Li thought for a moment and said softly, "Fairy Yu Chan's injuries have not yet healed; if we accidentally encounter any variables..."

"It would be better if we first escorted her back to the Medicine Hut, and then left to handle subsequent matters."

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement, "That is also fine; being cautious is best."

The three of them retraced the path they had come by and soon arrived at the Sand-Devouring Rat village.

Han Chen and Ruan Chuan had already left, presumably to seek forces to join hands with, and had not yet returned. Fang Yusheng, however, had remained in the village to wait.

After all, in a sense, this Miss Fang could be considered the socialite of the Medicine Hut.

"Junior Sister!"

Fang Yusheng turned her head in surprise, her gaze sweeping over the three of them before landing on her own Senior Sister, "Senior Sister, it is so good that you are unharmed."

"It was Peak Master Chen and Pavilion Master Dongfang who saved me."

Dongfang Li said calmly, "That Yao Race beast has already been killed from afar by the Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect using a supreme Divine Ability. The greatest threat to this world has been removed, so there is no need to worry about the exit of the Secret Realm anymore."

"The Yao Race beast was killed by the Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect?"

Fang Yusheng's pupils constricted, and she covered her delicate lips with her jade hand, full of astonishment.

"In that case..."

No wonder Revered Master had ordered an alliance with the Dao Seeking Sect; could it be that she had known some inside information all along? Once they left this Secret Realm, the reputation of the Dao Seeking Sect would surely rise.

Fairy Yu Chan added softly, "However, there are still five Mahayana Stage great Yao Race beasts left in this world, so we cannot let our guard down."

Fang Yusheng bowed happily, "Peak Master Chen has eliminated the Yao Race threat for the Human Race and saved the life of our Medicine Hut's Elder. This young woman thanks the Peak Revered Master once again for his grace."

After exchanging a few polite words, Chen Xuan left side-by-side with Dongfang Li.

It had been half a month since they entered this Secret Realm, and they had only gained two storage rings, a few soul-fixing crystals, and a reputation that he did not know if it would spread.

There was also an inner core from the Yao Race beast. After returning to the sect, he would give it to that girl Shu Shichan to see if she could use it for small-scale wine brewing or large-scale medicine decoction.

He reckoned it should be able to supplement the cultivation base and Realm of several Disciples.

The two returned to the underground ruins of the Yuquan Void Palace, but did not see Gu Yunshen and the other person return.

"Revered Master!"

Yun Xuanxuan stepped forward with graceful steps.

Chen Xuan scanned the area, "Are you the only one who came out?"

"Senior Brother and Junior Sister should still be receiving their Opportunity," Yun Xuanxuan explained softly, then immediately glanced at Dongfang Li.

"Miss Dongfang, why not heal your injuries here first? I will go outside to patrol and see if there are any abnormalities."

After finding an excuse, Chen Xuan took Yun Xuanxuan a hundred miles away and immediately asked, "Do you have something to say to your Revered Master?"

Yun Xuanxuan immediately took out the pair of deep green Dragon horns and handed them over, "Revered Master, this Disciple obtained this item inside the gate of the Secret Realm."

Chen Xuan raised his hand to take them. The moment his fingertips touched the Dragon horns, he felt the pure Dragon Qi surging within. A glimmer of brightness flashed in his eyes, and he handed them back to his Disciple, smiling:

"Good item. After refining it, you can absorb the essence within to help increase your strength."

Yun Xuanxuan's expression turned serious, and she explained earnestly, "Revered Master, when this Disciple first entered the Secret Realm, I inexplicably felt that there was an unspeakable aura on you and Senior Dongfang that was attracting me. It wasn't until I obtained this pair of Dragon horns that I understood the reason."

Chen Xuan's fingertips paused; he suddenly realized and looked up at her, "You mean that both Miss Dongfang and I possess remains of the Dragon Clan?"

Yun Xuanxuan nodded gently, "This Disciple's sensing should be correct."

Chen Xuan fell into deep thought, recalled for a moment, and then looked up, "So that is why you would stare at that Miss Dongfang from time to time?"

After speaking, he took out the items on his person one by one and arranged them in front of himself: a storage ring, a black longsword, a golden token, a Yao Race beast's inner core...

"Revered Master, it is this item!" Yun Xuanxuan suddenly interrupted, her slender finger pointing directly at the golden token.

Number Five?!

Chen Xuan's heart stirred; so Dongfang Li was that Number Five! This token and the Dragon horns both came from the hands of Number Eight, and back then, only Number Five had traded with him once.

He smiled slightly, handed the golden token to Yun Xuanxuan, and asked softly in return, "Can you sense what this is?"

Yun Xuanxuan examined it for a moment, closed her eyes to concentrate and sense it, and after a while, opened her eyes and said, "A Dragon scale. Revered Master, this token should be made from a Dragon scale."

A Dragon scale...

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. This thing came from the hands of Number Eight; could it be... that Number Eight is the one from the Yao Race?

He began to slowly review everything in his mind.

No wonder...

From the very beginning, Number Eight had informed him about the self-detonation of the Mahayana Stage Yao Race beast in the Heavenly Tribulation Continent, drawing everyone's attention to this Secret Realm, which was actually paving the way for the Yao Race to attack the Rain God Continent.

His own Dao Seeking Sect had just arrived in this world, and apart from offending some forces, they had only killed that tiger Yao Race beast that had destroyed the Haotian Sect. It must have been at that time that he offended Number Eight, so when the Yao Race attacked the Rain God Continent, they incidentally tricked Number Three, saying that the Dao Seeking Sect would go to reinforce them.

And this time in the Secret Realm...

"Revered Master..." Yun Xuanxuan's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hmm, what is it?" Chen Xuan came back to his senses.

Yun Xuanxuan's eyes looked toward the east, "When I took this token earlier, this Disciple felt it guiding us to go in that direction."

She paused, her expression becoming a bit more solemn, "But the aura in that direction seems to be exactly the same as the existence within this Disciple's body."

Chen Xuan looked toward the east following her gaze; the vast desert was full of yellow sand, with no abnormalities to be seen, only the spiritual energy in the air was quietly becoming restless.

Wait, a spiritual energy storm?

His eyes narrowed, and he saw that at the eastern horizon, the originally calm spiritual energy was suddenly surging, condensing into a storm that blocked out the sky and sun.

The next moment!

A pale golden behemoth suddenly appeared on the eastern horizon.

The bow of the boat was held high like a primordial Divine Beast raising its head, and the boat wings spread on both sides shed billions of pale golden streams of light, like a pouring galaxy, brilliant and impossible to look at directly.

The guixu immortal ferry boat had appeared again.

Is it a coincidence?

Or...

Chen Xuan's brows were tightly locked, and Yun Xuanxuan beside him already said in a deep voice, "Revered Master, this Disciple suspects that there is still a member of the Dragon Clan in this Secret Realm."