The Lifespans of Cultivators

Chen Yan was still at Empty Mountain Sect. Yun Yichen had never expected that.

Earlier today, he had personally seen the Sect Master of Chenping Continent come to pay his respects for Ancestor Kong's death. Not long afterward, He Zongzhou, the Supreme Martial Guardian and the true leader of Empty Mountain Sect, had personally escorted True Person Ducang to the sect's Supreme Martial Guardian courtyard.

After meeting with Supreme Martial Guardian He, Chen Yan had still not left Empty Mountain Sect. Instead, he had come to Kongyuan Mountain...

That, in itself, was no concern.

But the crucial thing was that, just moments ago in Kongyuan Hall, Yun Yichen had mentioned Chen Yan by name while discussing the situation Empty Mountain Sect would face after Ancestor Kong's death.

To call an Ascension Realm cultivator by his given name was rather disrespectful, even if done behind his back.

How much worse, then, to have the man himself hear it.

The moment Yun Yichen in Kongyuan Hall saw the handsome young man in a plain white Daoist robe, looking utterly serene, he sprang up as if the chair had thrown him into the air. He stood straight at once, then bowed respectfully toward Chen Yan.

"This Yun was disrespectful. I beg you to punish me, True Person Chen!"

The current Sect Master of Empty Mountain Sect looked thoroughly alarmed.

At the same time, Yun Yichen's six disciples, standing in Kongyuan Hall, all bowed toward Chen Yan.

"Greetings, True Person Chen!"

Chen Yan remained unfazed by such deference, as though it were only natural.

And indeed, it was.

As the current Sect Master of Chenping Continent, wherever Chen Yan went, he received this treatment. He had long since grown accustomed to it.

"Don't worry, Sect Master Yun. Chen Yan has always been my full