448: Chapter 448 Senior Brother

I remember Number Three stopped appearing for a while after the Rain God Continent. From the looks of it, the person who obtained the Chaos Void Jade must have participated in that battle.

Dao Seeking Sect?!

The Nine-Tailed Fox Venerable immediately had this suspicion.

The biggest beneficiary of that great war in the Rain God Continent was this power, and they also allied with the Tiangong Pavilion to enter the Heavenly Tribulation Continent Secret Realm together.

Now it seems there's a seventy percent chance it's someone from the Dao Seeking Sect.

I previously signaled the people from Yuling Valley to test the depths of this Sect, but they were completely wiped out. Coupled with the subsequent Heavenly Tribulation Continent Secret Realm plan, the investigation into this Dao Seeking Sect was shelved.

Now it seems this Sect is truly not simple.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Venerable quickly made a decision; after this plan, she would have Great Love Immortal Venerable eliminate this power.

Such a variable could never be tolerated.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Venerable let out a light chuckle:

“Could it be that Fellow Daoist is still holding a grudge over that reinforcement matter? If that's the case, I shall offer an apology to you.”

“As the saying goes, ‘forgive and forget,’ and ‘it’s better to make friends than enemies.’ Since we have all gathered here by fate, why hurt the harmony like this? If we make things unpleasant, we’ll have to be wary and test each other when exchanging information in the future.”

Chen Xuan said indifferently, “You must keep your word, Fellow Daoist. I have always been a pragmatic person and only speak based on compensation.”

“If you can provide a god-rank magic treasure as an apology, I’d be willing to be a mute in the future... no, I’d even be willing to cooperate and speak in your favor.”

Through that momentary reaction earlier, Chen Xuan had confirmed that he indeed hadn't guessed wrong.

This Number Eight was indeed someone from the Fox Yao Race!

The Nine-Tailed Fox Venerable didn't bother to argue with him anymore. Now that the Formation of the Heavenly Tribulation Continent Secret Realm was complete and a dragnet was waiting outside, he had better pray that he could truly board the guixu immortal ferry boat.

She looked at Chen Xuan. “Right now, the Secret Realm is full of dangers. Since Fellow Daoist knows the method to board the boat, you should take more care. I still have some trivial matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave first.”

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Xuan's response, her figure turned into a streak of light, quickly merging into the Chaos mist and vanishing in the blink of an eye.

With a thought from Chen Xuan, the surrounding Chaos haze instantly dissipated, and the black-and-white line of the immortal ferry boat's scenery came back into view.

As soon as he opened his eyes, two gazes, one large and one small, shot over simultaneously.

Xu Muchen hurriedly stood up and cupped his hands, his expression somewhat restrained. “I have disturbed you, Senior. Seeing that you were closing your eyes to Cultivate after returning, I didn't dare to interrupt.”

Chen Xuan waved his hand. “It's not an interruption. We will eventually become Revered Master and Disciple anyway, so there's no need to be so polite.”

Xu Muchen immediately made a sweating face and waved his hands repeatedly. “Senior, you're still mentioning that! My Aptitude is mediocre, and I really cannot bear your kind favor. You should find another worthy Disciple.”

As he spoke, he took half a step back, his attitude clear!

Shen Mutao turned to look at the man beside her, sized him up, and then called out crisply, “Junior Brother, Junior Brother! Why don't you want to be Revered Master's Disciple?”

As the saying goes, a good woman fears a pestering man, but what if it's a good man?

“Wait, wait, wait, Senior!”

Xu Muchen’s scalp felt numb from being called “Junior Brother.” He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to refute it.

“I'll go back and continue looking for clues.”

Xu Muchen turned and fled. Chen Xuan watched his hasty back, shook his head with a smile, and then retracted his gaze. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the Purple Sandalwood box he had received from Dongfang Li appeared in his palm.

The wooden box felt warm to the touch, with exquisite and intricate carvings. He could reward it to that Little Girl Shu Shichan after returning to the Sect.

With a soft “click,” the wooden box opened.

There were no extra decorations inside the box; only two items lay quietly: an all-white jade pendant and a neatly folded plain letter.

Chen Xuan unfolded the letter and quickly scanned it once.

Xuanxuan had indeed failed her Undergoing Tribulation, but fortunately, she was now with Dongfang Li and should be out of danger. What concerned Chen Xuan more was the matter of there being two Yao Venerables in the Secret Realm.

It seemed that when it was time to leave the guixu immortal ferry boat later, it would be safer to use a message talisman to return directly to the Sect.

As for that jade pendant, it should be the matter requested by the Tiangong Pavilion.

Once he helped with this, he could take the opportunity to ask that Heavenly Venerable Mogong for a few Mechanical Beast; that shouldn't be too much to ask.

He folded the letter and put it back into the wooden box along with the jade pendant. Just as he was about to put the box away and check the storage ring given by Number Two, Shen Mutao suddenly pulled his sleeve and spoke crisply:

“Revered Master, Revered Master! I remembered something!”

Chen Xuan’s movements paused. He turned his head to look at the Little Girl beside him, then crouched down to be at eye level with her. He raised his hand to rub the top of her head and asked gently:

“What is it? Tell me about it.”

Shen Mutao’s small face was full of seriousness. “It’s about when Revered Master asked me how many people had boarded this immortal ferry boat. Were you trying to ask if anyone had been to the third floor?”

“First Senior Brother used to live on the third floor!”

“First Senior Brother?”

Chen Xuan frowned slightly and gently pressed his hands on the Little Girl’s shoulders. “Who is this First Senior Brother you’re talking about? Is he *your* First Senior Brother?”

He remembered that the Little Girl had clearly called him First Senior Brother just now, not Revered Master. If Revered Master referred to himself, who would the First Senior Brother be?

Wasn't his Founding Senior Disciple that girl Mu Wanqing?

Shen Mutao tilted her little head, trying hard to remember. “First Senior Brother is... a very powerful person. He used to live on this immortal ferry boat all the time, right on the third floor!”

“Back then on the boat, First Senior Brother always wore white clothes, had long hair, and spoke just like Revered Master.”

This made Chen Xuan even more confused.

It was one thing for this Little Girl to inexplicably call him Revered Master, but now a First Senior Brother had suddenly popped up. If not for the girl's naturally simple nature, Chen Xuan would have suspected he was being played by her as if he were a member of the Yao Race.

“Then what is that First Senior Brother's name? When was the last time you saw him?”

The Little Girl pursed her lips, trying hard to search her memory. “First Senior Brother never said his name; he only said he came from the Yuquan Void Palace. The last time I saw him was a very, very long time ago.”

Yuquan Void Palace?

Could it be him...

The words from A-Qi's casual chat instantly surfaced in Chen Xuan's mind.

In the past, the Human Race was suppressed by the Yao Race. It was thanks to that brilliantly talented and stunning Senior who calculated the appearance of the guixu immortal ferry boat, leading the Human Race to board it and gaining the capital to confront the Yao Race.

And after that, this Senior did not return to the Sect.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan slightly raised his head and looked at the vast white sky above, where countless runes formed by Divine Abilities and Cultivation Techniques hung down like willow branches.

Could it be that the Senior chose to stay on this immortal ferry boat and remained in the third-floor space?

At this point, Shen Mutao’s voice lowered, and a trace of grievance appeared in her eyes. “Revered Master, I waited for a long, long time, but First Senior Brother never appeared again. Later, the boat became cold and lonely, and there was only me left.”

She looked up at Chen Xuan with watery eyes. “Revered Master, has First Senior Brother already left?”