He Met a Benefactor

That night, the Grand Cultivator of Green Deer Mountain personally witnessed Chen Xuan killing Yellow Millet Dream.

And harbored killing intent.

But in the end, Qing Yazi did nothing and left dejectedly.

Chen Xuan believed that the rule preventing Grand Cultivators from Chu State from entering the Southern Wilderness could not restrain a Grand Cultivator consumed by rage.

Even the Grand Cultivators of the Hanging Temple dared to sneak in; an unruly demonic giant like Qing Yazi would only be more disregardful of the rules.

A chill ran down Chen Xuan's spine, and he asked, "Senior, please enlighten me."

There must be an existence of equal or even greater power than Qing Yazi that made him wary and retreat.

The key was that Chen Xuan was completely unaware of any of this happening.

There was only one explanation.

He, like Yellow Millet Dream and Six Desires Heaven, must have been plotted against by some force!

"All the way here, I've had continuous opportunities, killing in all directions, it's like I have a halo around me, everything has been too smooth," Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

"Your bone structure is eight thousand catties. I only need one look to know you will achieve extraordinary things in the future. The entire Red Crow City region won't produce a genius like you in a hundred years... But you've become a wild cultivator in the mountains and swamps, isn't that absurd?"

The old white turtle's eyebrows fluttered in the wind, and he sneered.

Heaven's Chosen like Yellow Millet Dream and Six Desires Heaven, once they appeared, countless people would rush forward vying for their attention.

Even if Chen Xuan was not as good as them, he was still a Qi Refiner with a promising future.

But no one paid him any attention, which was clearly illogical...

The old white turtle continued, "There are no accidents in this world. Behind any accident, there must be something playing tricks and secretly manipulating things."

Chen Xuan's breathing quickened, and a monstrous wave surged in his heart. His mind raced, and he immediately recalled the 'accidents' he had encountered along the way.

Small Underworld?

No, that wasn't an accident. The Mystic Cat Goddess's duty was to handle the deaths of Qi Refiners. The matter in Willow Town was related to Yellow Millet Dream, so she would definitely arrive immediately.

Later, meeting the three people from the Chu family...

A flash of lightning streaked across Chen Xuan's mind. He had grasped something.

He subconsciously took out the jade hairpin of unknown material from his embrace and muttered, "The problem lies in the underground palace..."

Three years ago, he had slept in the abandoned Peach Town for a night, and nothing happened.

But when he returned this time, a deeply buried underground palace suddenly appeared.

Chen Xuan coincidentally obtained some things from it, and his combat power increased significantly as a result, giving him the capital to deal with Yellow Millet Dream...

"The timing is too coincidental. It wouldn't work a day earlier or a day later."

Chen Xuan inexplicably thought of the hundreds of Mountain Demons in the underground palace, who were actually scared away by him, a small cultivator who had just started practicing Qi. Mèi are inherently violent and born to drink human blood. Qi Refiners are not afraid of them, and they are even less afraid of Qi Refiners.

Then, he thought of the overly 'loyal' Bronze Horse and muttered to himself, "Are they acting together..."

At that time, when he was searching for treasures on the noble woman in the golden robe in the Bronze Coffin, he had a faint feeling that someone was watching him coldly from a distance.

The old white turtle raised his turtle fist at Chen Xuan and praised, "Very keen intuition. You've probably guessed a few points of the truth... The material of this jade hairpin in your hand is called [Jin Jade Paste]."

The Classic of Western Mountains says: It gives birth to black jade, and jade of jin and yu is good... Heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods eat and enjoy it; gentlemen wear it to ward off misfortune...

"It's such a divine object!"

Chen Xuan was startled upon hearing this. He had seen records of this object in ancient books.

This was a five-colored black jade born in the Mountain Sea era, which was once used as food by ancient immortals and sages.

Since the end of the Mountain Sea era, this treasure has disappeared. The jade paste remaining in the world now is used up one piece at a time.

The old white turtle pointed at the jade hairpin and smiled:

"As for the style of this jade hairpin, I once saw a ghost friend in the mountains use it... You must have been favored by her."

Chen Xuan asked, "Senior, please advise, what does your friend intend?"

He couldn't understand what the other party was trying to do by secretly helping him.

Did she see his outstanding talent and want to take him as a disciple? But she was a ghost, so it was impossible for her to favor a human.

"I shouldn't say more, but what she seeks is not a secret in the Southern Wilderness."

The old white turtle paused, then continued, "She entered the Peach Blossom Garden when she was young and didn't get some things. She probably wants to ask you to retrieve them."

The Peach Blossom Garden is not stable and cannot accommodate Grand Cultivators. Only Qi Refiners at the Ascension level can enter.

Chen Xuan is very skilled in combat and has few opponents at the same level, making him a good candidate for this task.

"Yellow Millet Dream is a great threat, and too many people are watching him, which might ruin things. With the temper of my ghost friend, she must have used some means to forcibly lure him to the Southern Wilderness, giving you a chance to clear him out in advance."

Wang Chan didn't come to the Southern Wilderness voluntarily. No wonder his actions at the time were arrogant and reckless, giving people a very unreasonable feeling!

The old white turtle smiled, stood on tiptoe, and patted Chen Xuan's shoulder with his seaweed-like hand:

"Little friend, she will definitely come to find you in a few days... Don't worry, she won't let you suffer any losses."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan looked helpless and sighed, "I don't want to encounter these good things."

But what could be done?

The White Ganoderma Jade Herb had already been eaten, and the Jin Jade hairpin was being used as a weapon...

The old white turtle narrowed its eyes and said,

"Little friend, you must understand that useless people don't even have the right to be used."

Chen Xuan was speechless for a moment.

He thought of some information about the Peach Blossom Garden from Wang Chan's past life memories.

"Chen Xuan, he met a noble person..."

The people of Green Deer Mountain had expressed such emotion.

It turned out to be here.

The mountain wind howled, and several more days passed in a flash.

The outskirts of the Southern Wilderness became increasingly lively.

The main force of Green Deer Mountain had already arrived in the Southern Wilderness. Some young disciples led by Shen Lingfeng were shouting all day about hunting down a Qi Refiner named "Chen Xuan."

They made a big fuss, but strangely, Shen Lingfeng did not step into the Southern Wilderness Mountains.

Someone in the sect asked doubtfully, "Senior Brother Shen, what are your plans? I heard there was someone named 'Wang Chan' who also came from Willow Town. He even caused a big scene at the Hanging Temple a few days ago, which is very suspicious."

Shen Lingfeng replied coldly, "I have my own arrangements. You all just do your own work and don't meddle in other matters!"

The disciples hesitated to speak, thinking to themselves, Isn't our job to hunt down Chen Xuan? It seems Senior Brother Shen has been scared witless by Chen Xuan...

People from several Qi Refiner families in Red Crow City also arrived at Small River Village one after another.

Chen Xuan was cultivating near Small Stone Lake and had seen some young Qi Refiners in brocade clothes and luxurious attire with extraordinary bearing. He observed them from a distance and did not interact with them.

"There are no treasure fish left in Small Stone Lake."

Those family disciples went to Small Stone Lake to look for opportunities, but found nothing. After sighing a few times, they left one after another, and gradually no one came here anymore.

The old white turtle muttered, "Useless treasure fish aren't qualified to enter my belly."

As a result, that very night, it turned around and ran to Small Stone Lake, scooped up all the treasure fish, and raised them elsewhere.

"It's good that no one is bothering me."

Chen Xuan sat alone by Small Stone Lake, cultivating the Yellow Millet True Scripture.

These past few days, he had completely digested the medicinal effects of the Buddha Heart Treasure Tree and the Treasure Fish. His strength had reached over sixteen thousand catties.

The path of the Second Ascension had ended, and his physique had reached its limit again.

One evening.

The old white turtle found Chen Xuan and complained, "Sigh! I really shouldn't have said so much that day. Now the matter has fallen on me."

Chen Xuan blinked, not understanding what it meant.

The old white turtle stared at Chen Xuan with a strange look, smacking its lips, "Good kid, I underestimated you. Be honest, did you offend my ghost friend? She actually refuses to see you in person."

"???"

Chen Xuan was stunned. He opened his mouth and said with a bit of guilt, "Not really... I was very respectful to her."

In the underground palace, his actions were indeed a bit frivolous at the time, but he swore that he completely treated it as a cold, lifeless corpse, like looking at plants and stones, with no impure thoughts in his heart.

"Hmph!"

The old white turtle snorted and did not press further. Then it got straight to the point, "She asked me to tell you two things."

Chen Xuan sat up straight and said, "Please speak."

The old white turtle threw over a letter and said, "The first thing is, after entering the Peach Blossom Garden, give this letter to the fated person hidden within the Peach Blossom Garden. At that time, he will give you some things... If he refuses to give them, just kill him and take the things yourself."

"Fated person?"

Chen Xuan was startled. There was actually a fated person in the Peach Blossom Garden.

He was about to meet a fated person for the third time. He wondered what kind of strange ability this one would possess.

"Yes, a desperate and unfortunate person."

The old white turtle replied casually, then its expression turned serious, "The second thing is, she asked me to remind you... the incident that happened at the Hanging Temple camp was not an accident."

"Not an accident?"

Chen Xuan's face darkened, and a surge of anger instantly rose in his heart.

He knew it. Those three old monks, based on a tiny bit of suspicion, attacked him without hesitation, which was completely senseless... Later, other ascetic monks blocked them, and some of them clearly had killing intent. His intuition told him something was wrong, but he couldn't stop and could only fight with all his might.

At the time, he thought he had underestimated the people of the world and reflected for a long time, but he didn't expect there was actually a hidden reason!

The old white turtle stared at Chen Xuan's grim face and explained:

"It's still the old saying. If you encounter an accident and sense even a hint of unreasonableness, don't doubt it. Someone is definitely plotting behind the scenes."

"The great cultivators of the Hanging Temple are constantly watching the Southern Wilderness."

"Every ascetic monk who cultivates White Qi is their eyes and ears."

"You asking about the ancient seal script should have been seen by them when they stirred up the White Qi of their disciples to observe the situation in the Southern Wilderness, and they couldn't help but probe a little."

"But they are not flexible in their thinking and are very crude in their actions, with too many flaws."

"..."

The old white turtle paused, then smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about what happens next. You are the one she chose, and she is very angry now and will seek justice for you."

Chen Xuan didn't want anyone to seek justice for him at all. In his heart, there was only silence after learning these things, and a trace of... powerlessness.

He was completely powerless to control these matters now.

Chen Xuan asked in a deep voice, "Are you great cultivators truly omnipotent and omniscient?"

After a long silence, the old white turtle slowly said:

"If I didn't speak, you would never have the chance to know these things in your lifetime."

"You have talent, and encountering these things is unavoidable... Not just you, no one can resist."

"Destined individuals like those of the Yellow Millet Dream and Six Desires Heaven have it even harder than you. From ancient times to the present, very few have had a good end. They will only become fleeting lights in the sky."