Silver Dragon King Humbly Seeks an Audience, Bai Chenxiang: Just Who Is My Master?

Just as the silver streak of light struck the gate of Taixu Temple, Bai Chenxiang had just helped Ye Lingling to her feet.

She had just landed from the golden light, her legs still a little weak, when another flash of silver light appeared before her eyes.

The light came too fast, so fast that she didn't even have time to activate her Sharp-Tailed Swift Martial Soul. The stone steps in front of the mountain gate had already been pressed into fine cracks by the silver divine power.

Ye Lingling's face paled, and she immediately took half a step back behind Shen Yichen.

"Master Celestial Master..."

She's genuinely scared now.

I haven't even recovered from what happened with Ma Hongjun yet, and now another person who doesn't even look human has appeared.

Is Taixu Temple a little too crowded today?

Bai Chenxiang also tensed her back.

She didn't know who the newcomer was, but as soon as that aura landed, her Soul Power felt as if it had been swept by a silver, icy tide, making it difficult for her to even move.

Agility-based attackers are most afraid of having their speed suppressed; she can't even muster the thought of running away.

It's over.

Who is this expert?

The silver light spread out.

Gu Yuena stood in front of the mountain gate, her silver hair falling down, her purple eyes raised, her gaze passing over the stone steps and landing on the seemingly ordinary Daoist temple.

She didn't move forward immediately.

It's not that I don't want to.

No, I dare not.

Taixu Temple is too quiet.

There was no oppressive aura from the Divine Temple, no array formations from the sect, and no fluctuations in Soul Power.

But the more she thought about it, the more uneasy Gu Yuena felt.

Her Dragon God bloodline tightened little by little within her body, as if she had recognized something but dared not speak the answer aloud.

Is this place ordinary?

Are you kidding me?

She survived the siege of the gods in the Divine Realm, slept for ten thousand years in the Lake of Life, and witnessed too many high and mighty deities.

But even the strongest divine aura has its limits, its source, and the traces that can be discerned.

There is no Daoist temple in front of us.

It's right there.

It was as quiet as a stone that had fallen into the mountains.

But the more she looked, the less Divine Soul dared to delve deeper into it.

Gu Yuena's fingers tightened inside her sleeve.

On her way here, she had actually considered many possibilities.

The other party may be an ancient being from beyond the Divine Realm, a hidden taboo in the Douluo Plane, or a remnant of a lineage that even the Dragon God has never mentioned.

But when she actually got to the door, she didn't want to guess anymore.

Guessing is useless.

You'll know once you see it.

She raised her hand and bowed in the direction of Taixu Temple.

"Junior Gu Yuena requests an audience with Senior Celestial Master."

His voice was clear and bright, yet he showed none of the airs of the Silver Dragon King.

Bai Chenxiang's eyelids twitched as she listened.

younger generation?

Although she didn't know who Gu Yuena was, judging from the momentum she had when she landed just now, she was definitely not an ordinary expert.

How could someone like this, standing before the mountain gate, call himself a junior?

What exactly is Taixu Temple?

She had just become an apprentice and hadn't even had time to be happy yet; now she felt like she had stumbled into an incomprehensible abyss.

Ye Lingling was also stunned.

Having been by Shen Yichen's side for some time, she naturally knew how powerful the Celestial Master was, but even this level of power still left her bewildered.

A silver-haired woman descended from the sky.

Standing at the door, I dared not go in.

You must first offer a bow.

Ye Lingling secretly glanced at Shen Yichen.

Shen Yichen didn't react much, only lazily raising his eyes, as if he already knew she would come.

"Lingling, take Chenxiang to the side hall to rest."

Ye Lingling nodded immediately.

"Yes, Celestial Master."

She didn't dare ask any more questions.

Asking more questions at this point will only cause trouble.

She knew very well that the woman in front of the mountain gate was not someone she could talk to.

If Shen Yichen hadn't been there, she and Bai Chenxiang probably wouldn't have even been able to stand up.

Bai Chenxiang followed Ye Lingling to the side, but after taking a few steps, she couldn't help but look back.

Gu Yuena was still standing in front of the mountain gate.

That kind of person is still waiting.

Bai Chenxiang suddenly felt that she had made the right decision in becoming a disciple.

No, it's more than just not losing money.

This is something that even the phrase "auspicious smoke rising from the ancestral graves" doesn't fully describe.

A moment later, the stone door to the Seclusion Chamber opened automatically.

A dull thud came from inside the temple; it wasn't loud, but it made Gu Yuena's fingertips tremble slightly.

Shen Yichen's voice fell as he spoke.

Come in.

Gu Yuena looked up.

Just three words.

There was no coercion, no interrogation, and no condescending indifference.

But upon hearing those three words, she dared not be negligent even more.

Because the voice was too flat, so flat that it seemed the other party didn't take her identity as the Silver Dragon King seriously at all.

This is not disrespect.

There's absolutely no need to care.

This is more terrifying than underestimating someone.

Gu Yuena stepped through the mountain gate.

As she took a step, the silver divine power within her body paused slightly.

The rules of heaven and earth are different here.

Outside was the Douluo Continent, a world she was familiar with, a world woven from Soul Power, divine power, bloodline, and elements.

But once inside the Taixu Temple, the rules seemed to have been rearranged, and all the chaos quieted down.

She couldn't even feel the pain from the old wounds left by the Divine Realm seal.

This made her even more confused.

Taixu Temple is not suppressing her.

It is restoring the out-of-control forces within her to their proper place.

Gu Yuena disliked being influenced, but at this moment, she couldn't even muster the thought of resisting.

Because that return to its rightful place was so natural, like how the Dragon Clan bloodline should naturally follow.

She walked along the stone path into the Seclusion Chamber.

The interior is very simple.

A futon, a stone wall, and the shadow of an old pine tree slanted in from outside the door.

Shen Yichen sat cross-legged on the futon, his blue Daoist robe hanging loosely, his expression indifferent, his eyelids half-closed, looking even a bit lazy as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Gu Yuena stopped in her tracks the moment she saw him clearly.

boom.

It wasn't a sound from outside.

It was as if a string deep within her Divine Soul, which had been suppressed for millennia, had been stretched to its limit.

She didn't see a lower-level Soul Master.

It's not a god either.

The Primordial Dao Rhyme flowed slowly through Shen Yichen's body, without deliberately oppressing her, yet it caused the Dragon God bloodline within her to subside.

It was not submission to power, but rather the discovery of a higher, more ancient source.

Gu Yuena's knees buckled slightly.

She almost knelt down.

It was really close.

The Silver Dragon King's pride held her back.

But after she managed to hold on, she felt even worse.

Because she knew that it wasn't that she shouldn't kneel, but that the other party hadn't made her kneel at all.

If Shen Yichen truly intended to oppress her in the slightest, she would already be kneeling on the ground, unable to even lift her head.

This judgment sent a chill down Gu Yuena's spine.

She had already thought of Shen Yichen as very strong before she came.

Looking back now, I realize I was being naive.

The Asura God was severely injured by a bolt of lightning; it was no injustice.

It's no wonder that Tang San's luck was drained by a few betrothal gifts.

If those guys from the Divine Realm dare to make another move, they probably won't even know how they died.

"Senior..."

Gu Yuena lowered her head, her voice even softer than it had been at the mountain gate.

"The aura emanating from you makes me feel both incredibly close to you and incredibly in awe."

She herself found those words absurd as soon as they were uttered.

kind.

Reverence.

Two words that should be opposites were simultaneously weighing on her Divine Soul.

That Primordial Aura was like something lost from the deepest part of the Dragon Clan bloodline, or like the heavenly rules standing above the source of all bloodlines.

She wanted to get closer.

They dared not approach.

This feeling is so agonizing.

Shen Yichen slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were deep, but there was no murderous intent or scrutiny in them.

But when her gaze fell on Gu Yuena, she still froze for a moment.

They saw right through me.

It wasn't clothing, nor cultivation level; it was the old wounds from the Dragon God's split, the seal on the Lake of Life, and the vigilance she had suppressed on her way here—all of it was swept away by this one glance.

Gu Yuena curled her fingers slightly.

She hated this feeling of having nowhere to hide.

But in front of Shen Yichen, she didn't even dare to show her dislike too obviously.

I know why you've come.

Shen Yichen spoke, his voice as calm as still water.

Gu Yuena lowered her head even further.

really.

Before she could even say anything, the other person already knew.

That's the most troublesome part.

Her prepared explanation suddenly became completely useless.

All attempts at probing, exchanges, and bargaining chips from the Soul Beast Clan seem petty in comparison to this person.

"You sensed my presence, which is why you awoke from your millennia-long slumber, didn't you?"

Gu Yuena's eyelids twitched slightly.

That's so accurate.

It was so accurate that she didn't even have a chance to give a perfunctory answer.

She did indeed wake up because of that aura. Tang San's luck was stolen, and the seal of the Divine Realm collapsed, but it only gave her the chance to open her eyes.

What truly drove her to leave the Lake of Life and even rush to Taixu Temple despite her injuries was the Primordial Dao Rhyme emanating from Tiandang Mountain.

That aura frightened her.

This also made her want to figure it out.

Gu Yuena whispered, "Senior, you are wise."