Wen Dao Palace Ascended So Quickly?

Who are these people?

And why are you here?

Moreover, the aura emanating from each of them was extremely terrifying.

Although they were far inferior to those around the Young Master, they far surpassed the strongest in this world. Even Li Wuya, who was extremely terrifying just now, was nothing more than a chicken in front of these people.

Why have Great Power, rarely seen on ordinary days, suddenly appeared?

They even rushed to kill Li Wuya's companions?

"Ahem!" Chen Yan coughed lightly, walked forward gracefully, and smiled, "Gentlemen, although this man is dead, the credit... naturally belongs to my Chen Clan."

"Why?!" The crowd glared angrily.

Chen Yan smiled without saying a word, simply raising his hand slightly.

"Boom--!"

A magnificent phantom of the [Xuantian Tower] appeared, its terrifying pressure instantly suppressing the entire scene!

"Now, is there anyone still objecting?" he asked with a smile.

The Tongtian Realm is a special realm connecting the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, consisting of Lower Tongtian, Middle Tongtian, and Upper Tongtian.

The Chen Clan's ability to establish itself in Upper Tongtian was certainly not based on trade.

It's about strength!

Everyone: "..."

Damn it, the Chen Clan has no martial ethics!

In the end, under the Chen Clan's forceful suppression, everyone could only retreat dejectedly. Before leaving, they didn't forget to glare at Yin Qiyue, as if to say, "Next time there's something like this, remember to let us know first!"

Even someone as worldly-wise as Yin Qiyue was completely baffled by this situation.

But it's too late now.

She had intended to approach this senior member of the Chen Clan to ask him some questions, but to her surprise, he approached her with an even more humble demeanor than she had ever imagined.

Chen Yan straightened his clothes, a fawning smile plastered on his face, and strode over to Yin Qiyue, bowing respectfully first.

"Palace Master Yin, you've been startled! I am Chen Yan, the Patriarch of the Chen Clan family from the Tongtian Realm of the Upper Thousand Provinces. I just happened to be passing through your esteemed land today..."

As he spoke, he stole glances at Yin Qiyue's face. Seeing her blank expression, he quickly added, "To my shame, my daughter Chen Wan has been cultivating in your palace for quite some time and has always been well taken care of by the Palace Master..."

As he spoke, he pulled a shimmering Jade Box from his sleeve. "This is a Seven-Turn Spirit Condensing Pill, a specialty of the Tongtian Realm. It's just a small token of my appreciation..."

Yin Qiyue subconsciously took a half step back; the attitude of this dignified Patriarch from the Upper Realm was far too obsequious.

Although his Dao Wen Dao Palace was famous in the Lower Realm, how could it possibly catch the eye of these people from the Upper Realm?

Not to mention the Upper Realm the realm Upper Realm, Upper Thousand Provinces.

After a moment's thought, I understood the person's intention.

Yin Qiyue raised her eyebrows slightly and asked cautiously, "Did you come for the Young Master?"

Young Master!

Chen Yan didn't hide anything, saying directly, "I came precisely for Young Master Qin..."

This is a test.

After he finished speaking, he carefully looked at Yin Qiyue's expression, and when he saw that she did not refute him, he was secretly delighted.

'As expected, it's the Qin Clan. They made the right bet!'

Thinking of this, Chen Yan's smile grew even brighter, "Don't call me 'senior,' just call me Old Chen!"

Yin Qiyue's eyes turned slightly cold, and her voice carried a hint of detachment. "If Patriarch intends to use me to curry favor with the Young Master in order to achieve certain goals, I advise you to abandon that idea as soon as possible."

"No, no, no!" Chen Yan hurriedly waved his hands, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "Palace Master Yin has misunderstood! I had absolutely no such intention!"

He rubbed his hands together, his face full of sincerity. "You don't need to mention my name in front of the Young Master, much less say a good word for us."

"However... this Wen Dao Palace is located in the Lower Realm, which is extremely dangerous. If Palace Master Yin doesn't mind, how about having my Chen Clan family send someone to protect it? Or..." Chen Yan cautiously suggested, "Why not simply move to Middle Thousand Provinces? When the time is right, my Chen Clan also has several decent Grotto Heaven in Upper Thousand Provinces..."

If it weren't for the fact that people from Lower Thousand Provinces would be rejected by the Principle if they went directly to Upper Thousand Provinces, he would have wanted to connect the entire Wen Dao Palace directly there.

Yin Qiyue frowned slightly, about to refuse, but Chen Yan hurriedly added, "Of course! All of this was done voluntarily by my Chen Clan, and there was absolutely no intention of coercion!"

"There's no need for you to speak well of me to that Young Master."

He lowered his voice, almost pleading, "Just consider it... just consider it an opportunity for my Chen Clan to serve me?"

"..."

Yin Qiyue fell silent once again.

What exactly is this Young Master's identity that makes the dignified Patriarch in the Upper Realm act as uneasy as a servant disciple asking for a reward?

'However...' Yin Qiyue gently rubbed her sleeve with her fingertips, a dark and ambiguous light flashing in her eyes.

'Middle Thousand Provinces...'

The thought exploded in her mind, like a stone thrown into a still pond, creating ripples that were difficult to quell.

She knew better than anyone that she was nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust in the Young Master's eyes.

Even if one is fortunate enough to receive a precious treasure, one is still ultimately just an ant in the Lower Realm.

'I need to become stronger...'

This obsession burned deep within her bones.

Not like now, barely surviving on the fortuitous opportunity of others; but truly climbing up step by step.

Starting from the Lower Thousand Provinces, then the Middle Thousand Provinces, then the Upper Thousand Provinces, until...

A mountain breeze ruffled her hair. Yin Qiyue raised her head, her eyes burning with an almost obsessive ambition.

She would use this mortal body to tread upon countless corpses and reach that unattainable height.

It wasn't to repay a debt of gratitude, it was simply because...

'The power to become the Young Master.'

'I deserve to be looked at.'

"Okay." Yin Qiyue nodded in agreement to the other party's request to move to Middle Thousand Provinces, but made one condition. "You have to tell me about the Qin Clan."

"You don't know?" A look of surprise flashed in Chen Yan's eyes.

But after thinking about it again, I realized it was normal.

If she truly knew what kind of existence the Qin Clan was, why would she treat two Rogue Cultivators from Middle Thousand Provinces as if they were facing a formidable enemy?

"The Qin Clan is a very special Lineage; its immense power has earned it the title of the Imperial Clan."

"And the Qin Clan home is located in the legendary □..." Chen Yan stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed his throat, and his face turned deathly pale.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky, as if afraid of some invisible gaze.

That was close; I almost revealed the name of the Ten Directions Immortal Court.

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"Anyway, that's the real Heaven Above Heaven, a place we all dream of going to."

At this point, he suddenly realized something and quickly waved his hand. "Of course, we can't reach the Heaven Above Heaven. The Young Master you met is probably just the young master of some collateral branch of the Qin Clan. But even so..."

Chen Yan rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with envy. "To be favored by someone like him is a blessing earned through ten lifetimes of good deeds."

"So, Young Master is actually the young master of a collateral branch of the Qin Clan..."

The title rolled through her mind, even more astonishing than Yin Qiyue had imagined.

She originally thought that the Young Master was just the Successor of a Great Power in the Upper Realm, but she never expected that he was actually of the supreme Imperial Clan bloodline.

What bothered her even more was the name that had been deliberately concealed.

"Heaven Above Heaven..."

Yin Qiyue unconsciously murmured these three words; this was the second time she had heard them.

Is it a coincidence?

Qin Xuanji leaned against a Gu Song in the distance, toying with a wood-carved chess piece, watching with great interest the figures of Yin Qiyue and Chen Yan talking in the distance.

"It's burning, it's burning..." he muttered to himself, a playful glint in his eyes. "This wildfire is already spreading upwards."

The chess piece spun a beautiful arc between his fingers and landed with a thud on the stone table beside him.

"No wonder Ninth Brother didn't use the existing forces; it turns out..." Qin Xuanji's lips curled into a meaningful smile, "He wanted to cultivate them from scratch."

He narrowed his eyes, looking at the almost obsessive ambition in Yin Qiyue's eyes.

"Climbing up step by step from an ant in the Lower Realm..." Qin Xuanji chuckled and shook his head, "That's much more interesting than directly bestowing power."

"By the time she enters the eyes of the Imperial Clan, she will probably have grown to an unimaginable level."

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, lost in thought, "Perhaps... I should find a prospect like that to play with?"

The breeze rustled through the pines, scattering his whispers.

Qin Xuanji glanced one last time at Yin Qiyue, who was asking Chen Yan about the Qin Clan, then turned and disappeared into the shadows of the pine trees, leaving only a wooden chess piece trembling slightly on the stone table.

Not long after.

Qin Wangchuan contacted me, hoping to earn some Simulation Count.

However, he learned an unexpected piece of news from Yin Qiyue.

"The Wen Dao Palace... ascended to immortality?"

He raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.