Could it be that Immortal Lord Yunmiao thinks he's too handsome...?
He concealed his cultivation level using the system, so even if the opponent was Golden Immortal, they shouldn't be able to see through it.
Han Xuanji felt something was amiss and frowned slightly.
However, Immortal Lord Yunmiao's calm and unwavering gaze did not linger on him for long.
The others didn't notice this small detail at all; they couldn't even see Immortal Lord Yunmiao's face clearly.
"It seems I was overthinking it..."
Han Xuanji secretly breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing the inexplicable wariness within him.
"Perhaps I'm just being overly sensitive."
Perhaps the other person was just curious about his Double Pupils and took another look, which is quite normal.
However, Han Xuanji had already made up his mind not to get involved in this mess. He took a barely perceptible step back, but did not forget to observe the situation on the field.
I plan to quietly slip away while everyone's attention is focused on the front.
What does this controversy have to do with him?
Who the head disciple is has nothing to do with him.
However, just as he took half a step, his figure almost disappearing from sight...
On the high platform, Immortal Lord Yunmiao coughed lightly and spoke:
"This lecture concludes here. The Dao of Alchemy is profound and mysterious; upon your return, you should diligently contemplate and practice it, and not waste this fortuitous opportunity."
As the Dharma teachings ended, the rich Daoist aura that permeated the temple began to slowly dissipate.
Although the disciples were still eager for more, they dared not be negligent and rose to their feet, respectfully bowing to the high platform.
"Thank you for your sermon Immortal Lord!"
The moment everyone rose to pay their respects, Immortal Lord Yunmiao's figure completely vanished.
At this moment, the main hall became extremely lively, much like a school after class.
Han Xuanji noticed that many disciples and elders were whispering among themselves, their expressions showing a hint of solemnity, while some of them wore impolite expressions.
"Is Jiang Hao trying to get rid of his place on Purple Firmament Peak?"
"They probably don't care about anything else besides the chief seat. The Jiang Household family is Immortal Emperor Descendant, with a profound foundation and Immortal King residing within the clan."
Han Xuanji wasn't too concerned about what would happen between that person with great fortune and Jiang Hao, or what everyone else thought. Instead, he felt somewhat uncomfortable staying there any longer.
"I wonder how this will turn out."
Han Xuanji thought to herself as she quietly left.
He sent a telepathic message to Jiang Yuan, bidding him farewell.
Jiang Yuan immediately replied, "It seems Brother Han has gained quite a lot. Brother Han, please go ahead. I'll tell you what happened next."
He decided to take a look at the commotion, since he knew he wouldn't get involved anyway.
Han Xuanji left quickly. Some people saw her and wanted to go up and say a few words, but they couldn't keep up with her speed, so they stopped.
Inside the hall.
Jiang Hao's face was cold and stern, his gaze sharp as lightning, piercing directly at the young man:
" Su Ming, is it? Since you've gained the favor of the head monk, you must have extraordinary abilities."
" Dao of Alchemy or magical combat, let's have a friendly exchange so I can be truly convinced of your superiority."
Upon hearing this...
Those around him wore amused expressions.
Before Su Ming could speak, an old man in purple robes stepped forward. His face was gentle, but his eyes flashed with a cold light. He said:
"Young man of the Jiang Household, Junior Uncle Su Ming has only just entered the Earth Immortal realm, and his Dao of Alchemy are still in their infancy. For you to use your Heavenly Immortal cultivation and Third-Transmutation Pill Realm to pressure him is rather inappropriate."
When the others saw the purple-robed elder emerge, they all turned to look at him. This was Elder Qingmu, an elder of Purple Firmament Peak and the third disciple of the Peak Master.
Jiang Hao remained unmoved, his expression still cold and arrogant.
" Elder Qingmu's words are too harsh. As a direct disciple of the head monk and True Disciple of the Pill Lineage, he should possess abilities worthy of his name."
If it's inconvenient today, we can arrange another time.
Ten years, fifty years, even a hundred years or longer... Jiang Hao, let's wait and see.
Even when the sect elders intervened, he did not back down.
While it's true that becoming an apprentice depends on fate and cannot be forced.
But he harbored a deep resentment and a desire to protect his Lineage's honor.
The Jiang Household enjoys eternal glory; if this matter were to get out, how would others view it?
As the eldest son of the Jiang Household, he is inferior to such an ordinary person, which makes him a laughing stock in the entire Immortal Domain.
Upon seeing this, Elder Qingmu's eyes flashed even colder, but he still turned back to look at Su Ming and said:
"In that case, Junior Uncle Su Ming, what are your thoughts?"
He left the problem to the authorities.
Behind Jiang Hao stood the Jiang Household, a behemoth that no one wanted to offend. Now it was up to Su Ming to deal with it.
Even if Su Ming refuses to fight, it doesn't matter; the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace isn't afraid of the Jiang Household.
Listening to the discussions and observing the expressions on everyone's faces.
A resolute glint flashed across Su Ming's handsome face. He took a deep breath and said loudly:
"No need for a hundred years, thirty years! Thirty years from now, I will fight you, to prove to my master and to the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace that I, Su Ming, am worthy of this title."
He was grateful for the great kindness of Immortal Venerable Yuheng, and naturally did not want his master to be known as someone who could not judge people well and was blind to talent.
"In that case, I will personally assess your abilities thirty years from now."
Jiang Hao gave him a deep look, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
Thirty years is but a blink of an eye for cultivators in the upper realm.
"Alas, youthful impetuosity is the ultimate trait..."
Many people shook their heads, feeling that Su Ming was being arrogant and ignorant. Jiang Hao's cultivation speed was obvious to all, his strength was formidable, and with the Heavenly Eye assisting him in Dao of Alchemy, he was unmatched by ordinary people.
They did think that the head of the Pill Lineage wouldn't accept a good-for-nothing, but catching up in thirty years would be difficult.
"I was even thinking there was some kind of destiny involved; an ordinary person really can't be this head disciple."
Jiang Yuan was also amazed when he saw this scene.
Li Qianluo and Zhang Qing, who were standing nearby, also nodded slightly.
"Now I understand why Han True Disciple is so low-key. If he didn't have the ability, he wouldn't be able to hold this position..."
"I never expected the head disciple to be like this... It's truly unexpected."
Who could have imagined this?
Zhang Qing spoke up.
The turmoil within the temple quickly spread quietly, becoming a topic of conversation throughout the entire Spirit Void Heavenly Palace.
At this moment, Han Xuanji had long since distanced himself from the place of trouble.
He traversed the vast sea of clouds, his body radiating Spiritual Qi at incredible speed, his only desire being to return to the tranquil world of the Myriad Phenomena Garden as soon as possible.
The sea of clouds churned beneath my feet, and occasionally the cry of a crane could be heard as it flew by.
Just as he relaxed his guard slightly, he suddenly saw an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a coarse gray robe, riding slowly on an inconspicuous gray cloud, seemingly struggling to make his way through the swirling clouds ahead.
The gray cloud was moving very slowly, and it happened to block Han Xuanji's path.
Han Xuanji remained unmoved and was about to make a slight detour when he heard the old man suddenly cry out "Ouch!" The gray cloud beneath him abruptly dissipated, and the old man plummeted downwards like a kite with a broken string!
"Um?"
Han Xuanji frowned.