A Nag Compared to a Qilin, a Cold Crow Compared to a Phoenix

Joyous Union Sect Progenitor Chen Yan rose to her feet, alluringly brushing aside the fine hair by her ear as she walked over and softly said:

"Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan, would you be willing to drink ourselves into a stupor tonight?"

Such a young Nascent Soul Realm expert, and still a virgin at that—she was unquestionably a great tonic for an ancestor cultivating the Joyous Union Sect Secret Technique.

If they could unite and harmonize yin and yang, she would surely be able to break through to the late Nascent Soul Realm.

Chen Huan watched with a helpless expression but said nothing. In his heart, if his junior sister could unite with Luo Chuan, it would naturally be for the best.

Luo Chuan glanced at Chen Yan without the slightest interest. The spiritual power he released instantly blasted her dozens of meters away.

"Fellow Daoist, please conduct yourself with respect."

Luo Chuan had no interest whatsoever in such a promiscuous woman. He even felt slightly disgusted when she approached him.

After all, the Joyous Union Sect was no respectable sect. Who knew how many male cultivators its sect master had slept with in order to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, harvesting yin to nourish yang and improve her cultivation?

For that very reason, Luo Chuan had no interest at all in Chen Yan, the Joyous Union Sect's sect master.

Chen Yan suddenly spat out a mouthful of crimson blood and collapsed directly onto the ground, her breathing growing even more rapid.

"What terrifying spiritual power... If I had not also been in the Nascent Soul Realm, I truly would have perished just now..."

Luo Chuan dusted off his shoulder and said flatly, "Since there is nothing else, you fellow Daoists may return."

"However, that is on the condition that all your sects behave yourselves. If you dare make any moves in secret, do not blame me for showing no mercy."

As Luo Chuan's words fell, the progenitors of the various sects said nothing further and departed the Hengyue Sect's main hall one after another. Only Teng Huayuan, progenitor of the Teng Clan, remained behind.

Teng Huayuan stroked his beard and stepped forward, bowing to Luo Chuan with a smile. "This junior is Teng Huayuan, progenitor of the Teng Clan. Might I invite you to visit my Teng Clan?"

"Teng Family City?"

Luo Chuan slightly raised his head and looked at Teng Huayuan, wondering what this man was plotting.

Teng Huayuan replied with a smile, "Senior, within the Zhao Kingdom, you are the strongest expert aside from Lin Yi, the Heaven-Reaching Tower's envoy. It would be our honor to befriend you."

It had to be said that Teng Huayuan was fairly capable when it came to dealing with people, though he was somewhat too arrogant and conceited.

Had he not indulged his grandson Teng Li and allowed him to pursue and kill Wang Lin, the Teng Clan would not have been destroyed, nor would its entire family have been slaughtered, their heads piled into mountains.

Seeing that Luo Chuan made no move, Teng Huayuan gritted his teeth and took out his Spirit Severing Realm magic treasure, the Dragon Turtle Armor, offering it with both hands.

"Senior, this is the Teng Clan's treasure, the Spirit Severing Realm Dragon Turtle Armor. Today, I offer it to you."

Luo Chuan took a sip of tea and looked at the Dragon Turtle Armor in Teng Huayuan's hands. Nodding with a faint smile, he said, "Fellow Daoist Teng, you truly know how to recognize the times."

Teng Huayuan smiled. "This Dragon Turtle Armor is meaningless on this junior. It would be better to give it to you, Senior. Consider it this junior's respect for a heavenly genius."

Seeing Teng Huayuan's sincerity, Luo Chuan did not refuse again. Slowly rising to his feet, he said, "In that case, I shall accompany you to Teng Family City."

Upon hearing Luo Chuan agree, Teng Huayuan laughed joyfully and immediately summoned his magic treasure, gesturing for him to proceed, afraid that Luo Chuan might change his mind.

Teng Family City was a renowned cultivation clan in the northern Zhao Kingdom. Its progenitor, Teng Huayuan, was a top expert who had only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

That was precisely why Teng Huayuan had not participated in the Outer Realm Battlefield, thus avoiding death there.

Moreover, to better maintain his rule, Teng Huayuan personally decreed that all fighting within Teng Family City was strictly forbidden.

The moment this order was issued, the entire city became solemn. Many cultivators had initially been dissatisfied, but Teng Huayuan simply struck them dead. Thus, for many years afterward, no cultivator dared behave recklessly within Teng Family City.

Teng Huayuan personally brought Luo Chuan to the heart of Teng Family City and summoned his most beloved great-grandson, Teng Li, as well.

Teng Li had bright eyes and sharp brows, dressed in white as pure as snow. A black vine was embroidered upon his sleeve, symbolizing his status as a direct disciple of the Teng Clan.

"Li'er, this is the Senior Luo Chuan I told you about long ago, the Hengyue Sect's current Nascent Soul Realm progenitor."

Teng Li looked at Luo Chuan and froze. He subconsciously asked, "Great-Grandfather, why does this senior look so young?"

In Teng Li's mind, his own talent was unmatched. He had broken through to the Late Foundation Establishment Realm at only thirty-something, making him unquestionably the foremost figure in the Zhao Kingdom.

Yet compared to Luo Chuan, the difference between them was as vast as heaven and earth.

If they truly had to be compared, it would be like a nag compared to a qilin, a cold crow compared to a phoenix.

Afraid of offending Luo Chuan, Teng Huayuan immediately widened his eyes and shouted, "Senior Luo Chuan is the number one expert of Vermilion Bird Planet! Why are you not kneeling and kowtowing to him?"

Teng Li paused, then immediately knelt before Luo Chuan and kowtowed again and again. "This junior, Teng Li, pays respects to Senior."

"Late Foundation Establishment Realm at thirty-something. That can be considered extraordinary talent." Luo Chuan swirled the teacup in his hand, his expression indifferent. "Unfortunately, your temperament is arrogant and domineering. It will be difficult for you to achieve much in the future."

Teng Li instantly frowned upon hearing this. Looking at Luo Chuan seated in his chair, he could not understand what he meant by those words.

Teng Huayuan was equally embarrassed. He had invited Luo Chuan to Teng Family City specifically to introduce his great-grandson Teng Li to him, hoping Luo Chuan might take him as a disciple.

Yet he had not expected Luo Chuan to mock his great-grandson the moment they met. Teng Huayuan could not help but feel humiliated.

Teng Huayuan coughed twice. "This grandson of mine was spoiled by this old man from childhood, but there is no question about his talent. He is absolutely gifted."

"Back then, Lin Yi, the Heaven-Reaching Tower's envoy, also said that if Teng Li could break through to the Core Formation Stage, he would be willing to accept him as a disciple and help him quickly break through to the Spirit Severing Realm."

Luo Chuan glanced at the displeased Teng Li and snorted disdainfully. "Teng Huayuan, let me advise you: if you do not wish for the Teng Clan to be destroyed because of a mere Foundation Establishment Realm brat, do not let him leave this place even one step."

"This..."

Teng Huayuan's face flushed red at those words. He understood even less what Senior Luo Chuan meant. Could it be that his grandson was facing some fatal calamity?