226: Chapter 226 Old Xu is missing?

Chapter 226: Is Old Xu Missing? The peace in Wutong Garden was shattered by a respectful voice from outside the courtyard gate.

"Junior Lingyuan, along with Tianxuan Sect Disciple Liu Yun, begs to see Senior."

Luo Qingyue was pouring tea for Shen Qingyuan. Hearing this, her hand holding the teapot paused slightly. She raised her eyes to look toward the courtyard gate, a trace of surprise flashing through her cold eyes.

Saint Lingyuan.

The Old Ancestor of the Tianxuan Sect, one of the Three Great Holy Lands in the Southern Region, and a peerless powerhouse of the Saint Realm.

After the battle of the Sacred Tower a few days ago, the Saints of the Three Great Holy Lands had dispersed.

She hadn't expected Saint Lingyuan to suddenly pay a visit.

"Let her in." Shen Qingyuan waved his hand lazily, not even raising his eyelids.

The courtyard gate was gently pushed open from the outside.

A figure in white walked in with graceful steps; it was indeed Saint Lingyuan.

Behind her followed a woman in a purple dress. She had a graceful figure and an extremely beautiful face; it was indeed Liu Yun.

The two of them walked with light and slow steps, as if afraid of disturbing something. They walked under the parasol tree and bowed.

"Junior Lingyuan greets Senior." Saint Lingyuan's voice was even more respectful than before, and she bowed her waist extremely low.

That day outside Yuyang City, she had seen with her own eyes Shen Qingyuan pinching the imperial weapon of the Master of Tiansha Abyss with two fingers, scaring the Master of Tiansha Abyss, one of the world's strongest experts, into fleeing in panic.

That scene still lingered in her mind to this day.

The Saint Realm was high and mighty in the eyes of ordinary Cultivators, but in front of Shen Qingyuan, it was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

Liu Yun followed behind Lingyuan and also bowed respectfully, though her peach-blossom eyes couldn't help but secretly size up this young man whom even her Old Ancestor feared like a tiger.

He looked to be only in his twenties, lying lazily on a soft couch with a satisfied expression. How did he look like a peerless powerhouse?

But the words her Old Ancestor had just cautioned her with made rough waves surge in her heart.

Lying on the soft couch, Shen Qingyuan didn't get up either. He just raised his eyes and glanced at her. "Saint Lingyuan, what brings you to my place today?"

Saint Lingyuan straightened up, took out a red sandalwood box from her sleeve, and presented it with both hands. "Senior, Junior has come today first to express my gratitude for Senior's intervention in Yuyang City, which repelled the Master of Tiansha Abyss. Had it not been for Senior, who knows what kind of disaster the Southern Region would have suffered. This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Shen Qingyuan motioned for Luo Qingyue to take the wooden box and casually opened it to take a look—inside was a snow-white White Jade Spiritual Ginseng. Its roots were intact, and it was shrouded in Spiritual Qi, having been aged for at least ten thousand years. It was a good item, but he was not lacking in such spiritual treasures.

"How thoughtful of you." Shen Qingyuan set the wooden box aside and said casually, "Is there anything else?"

Hearing this, Saint Lingyuan's face showed a hint of hesitation. She looked back at Liu Yun, then bit her lip and bowed again, saying, "Senior, Junior has come today for another matter... to apologize to Senior."

"Apologize?" Shen Qingyuan raised his brow slightly. "Have you offended me?"

Saint Lingyuan waved her hands in a hurry. "Junior wouldn't dare! It's just... it's just that Junior did a foolish thing earlier. Thinking back on it now, I am truly ashamed, so I have come specifically to ask for Senior's forgiveness."

Leaning back on the soft couch, Shen Qingyuan took a sip of the spiritual tea handed over by Luo Qingyue and said lazily, "Tell me, what is it?"

Saint Lingyuan took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Junior heard that Xu Jianan and Liu Yun... cough cough, shared some affection, so I took it upon myself to forcibly take Xu Jianan from the Tianxuan Sect and force him to become Dao Companions with Liu Yun.

Junior thought at the time that since Xu Jianan was someone close to Senior, if we could facilitate this marriage, it would be a blessing for our Tianxuan Sect.

But Junior only found out later that Xu Jianan was unwilling in his heart, and he fled all the way out of the Tianxuan Sect..."

Saint Lingyuan spoke hesitantly with an embarrassed face, obviously feeling that this matter was handled very inappropriately.

She was, after all, an Old Ancestor of the Saint Realm, yet she had resorted to kidnapping a man to force a marriage. If word got out, the Tianxuan Sect would lose all face.

But she was also unwilling to let Shen Qingyuan misunderstand their Tianxuan Sect because of this matter.

Shen Qingyuan's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and he turned his head to glance at the voluptuous Liu Yun.

Was this the Tianxuan Sect's Old Saintess that Old Xu had taken a fancy to?

Recalling Old Xu's sloppy appearance, Shen Qingyuan felt it was like a beautiful flower planted in cow dung.

He set down his teacup and raised his brow slightly. "Old Xu was kidnapped by you to the Tianxuan Sect?"

Seeing his reaction, Saint Lingyuan felt even more apprehensive and nodded hurriedly, "Yes... That day, Junior noticed that Xu Jianan was someone close to Senior, so I thought of befriending the Shen Family through this marriage and forcibly brought him to the Tianxuan Sect. I originally wanted him to marry Liu Yun, but he took advantage of Liu Yun's lapse in attention, snatched her passage token, and escaped."

Shen Qingyuan fell silent for a moment, and the lazy smile on his face gradually faded.

He suddenly remembered that Old Xu had been gone for so long, yet he had not returned to Yicui Pavilion.

Although Old Xu was usually careless and seemed unreliable, he was extremely loyal to him.

Old Xu watched over Yicui Pavilion and did his job quite well, but now that so much time had passed without any sign of him, it was indeed a bit strange.

Shen Qingyuan raised his right hand, his slender fingers tracing lightly in the Void Realm. Golden runes poured from his fingertips, weaving into a dense net of light in the air.

Netherworld Penetration Art.

The net of light fell, spinning in the air for a moment, but then suddenly seemed to lose its direction and dispersed into dots of golden light.

Shen Qingyuan's brow furrowed completely.

Old Xu was not in the Southern Region.

His Netherworld Penetration Art just now was enough to trace the tracks of any living being within ten thousand miles who had had contact with him.

Even if they were hidden in some small world of a Secret Realm, he could precisely lock onto their location.

But the direction in which the net of light had dispersed just now pointed to the far north—Beiyuan.

That place was separated from the Southern Region by more than half of Cangxuan.

To go from Guangnan City to Beiyuan, even a Cultivator of the Saint Realm would have to fly for nearly half a year. Old Xu was merely an Asking Dao Realm Cultivator; how could he have suddenly run off to Beiyuan?

"Senior... has something happened?" Saint Lingyuan stood aside. Seeing Shen Qingyuan's brow slightly furrowed, her heart couldn't help but tighten a bit.

Although she did not know what kind of technique Shen Qingyuan had just cast, she had truly and clearly felt that profound and heart-palpitating fluctuation of dao rhyme.

She knew that the Daoist Magic was not aimed at her, but even so, when that spiritual light fell upon her, she still felt a burst of palpitation.

For a moment, it felt as if she had been completely seen through by Shen Qingyuan.

Shen Qingyuan did not answer immediately. He only raised his hand, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest of the soft couch.

After a moment, he turned his head to glance at Luo Qingyue and said calmly, "Go and call Old Turtle over."

Luo Qingyue nodded, her figure flashing as she vanished from the spot.

In less than half a cup of tea's time, a figure stumbled out from a crack in the Void Realm.

Old Turtle's entire body exuded the aura of the eighth stage of the Asking Dao Realm, and that blood-qi aura, so thick it had almost condensed into substance, caused the Spiritual Qi of the entire Wutong Garden to boil for an instant.

"My Lord, you were looking for me?"

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