" The True Disciple of the Han surname?"
Ji Tianxing frowned, as if he had never heard of it before.
He vaguely remembered hearing it mentioned by one of the elders, but when he asked again, the elder refused to elaborate.
But Zhao Yuan seemed to have thought of something and said:
"Now that the demonic calamity is upon us, it is the time for us cultivators to step forward. Yet he acts like a coward, how can he not be despicable?"
I think he'll have to give up his position as the True Disciple sooner or later!
Zhao Yuan's tone was full of disdain and contempt for Han Xuanji's "inaction," but he was generous with his praise for Su Ming, regarding him as the leading figure of the younger generation of Pill Lineage, replacing Jiang Hao's former position.
Upon hearing Jiang Yuan Zhao Yuan was so hostile towards Han Xuanji.
Even Li Qianluo, who started the topic, couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He hadn't expected Zhao Yuan to be so rude.
Ji Tianxing's eyes flickered slightly, and he understood.
The lineage of Sacred Forest Peak, to which Zhao Yuan joined, has historically been at odds with Purple Firmament Peak.
It seems that Zhao Yuan knows more than they do.
After learning that the head of the Pill Lineage had accepted Su Ming as his disciple, Ji Tianxing gave up his obsession and joined the Scarlet Yang Peak sect to focus on cultivation.
His State of Mind grew increasingly peaceful, and he spoke calmly, his voice as still as a deep well:
"Personal circumstances cannot be forced. Junior Brother Han has his reasons for acting this way. We should just do our own thing and not offer unwarranted comments."
His words carried an air of authority, and everyone nodded slightly, saying nothing more.
"What my senior brother said is also true."
Seeing this, Zhao Yuan didn't dare to retaliate further. He only let out a barely perceptible snort, but the contempt and displeasure in his eyes did not disappear.
Jiang Yuan's lips moved, but in the end he did not defend Han Xuanji.
After all, Han Xuanji was excessively low-key. No one knew his cultivation level or how many times he had progressed in Dao of Alchemy, and he had no notable achievements to speak of.
At a time when great calamity is imminent and everyone is scrambling to get ahead, such behavior, in the eyes of others, is tantamount to self-abandonment.
A faint trace of pity even flashed in Ji Tianxing's eyes. For many cultivators, even for True Disciple disciples of great sects like them, the struggle for the Great Dao is like rowing against the current. If one step is slow, one step will be slow, and once the fortuitous opportunity is missed, it will be difficult to catch up again.
Countless calamities lie ahead, countless people are chasing after them, comparisons are everywhere, and everyone fears that if they fall behind even a step, they will miss the path to enlightenment.
Han Xuanji sensed that people were talking about him and inexplicably perceived this scene.
However, his expression remained completely unchanged, as if they were talking about someone completely unrelated to him.
Dao-Seeking Heart truth will not be swayed by idle gossip.
He walked leisurely and went straight to the " Hundred Flavors Immortal Brew House ".
However, a large number of disciples had already gathered in front of the gate, and the atmosphere was quite lively.
This Immortal Brew House is said to have been opened by a long-established True Disciple, and the people it serves are all extraordinary.
Ordinary disciples can't get in.
A figure strode out of the workshop. He was tall and straight, with a deep and composed aura. Although his brows carried a hint of the sharpness that came with experience in battle, his face still retained a youthful appearance, and his eyes were crystal clear. Who else could it be but Su Ming?
The disciples watching immediately stirred, their expressions filled with admiration and envy.
"It's Senior Brother Su Ming!"
"Senior Brother Su, are you here to sample wine today as well?"
"I heard he just returned from a sect mission."
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Su Ming ignored the disciples who were greeting him, and instead swept his gaze across the room, landing precisely on Han Xuanji, who had just walked to the front of the hall.
The next moment, his face instantly lit up with genuine joy and enthusiasm. He strode forward and, under the gaze of countless incredulous eyes, respectfully bowed to Han Xuanji, his tone filled with utmost reverence:
"Senior Brother Han! You've finally arrived! I've prepared a private room and the finest ' Thousand-Year Dream ' wine, just waiting for you!"
This scene instantly silenced all the noise in front of the archway.
Inside the workshop.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuan was puzzled and asked:
"Who is this person? Could he be one of my senior martial uncles?"
Ji Tianxing shook his head; he didn't recognize the person either.
Only Jiang Yuan looked shocked. Wasn't this Han Xuanji, whom they had just been discussing?
It turns out he and Su Ming knew each other, and judging from their appearance, they seemed to have a close relationship.
On the other side.
Han Xuanji simply nodded slightly. He was used to Su Ming's respectful attitude and casually said:
"Yes, thank you for your trouble."
Su Ming, however, paid no attention to it. Instead, he stepped aside to lead the way, adopting an extremely humble posture.
"Senior Brother Han, you're too kind. It's my honor to have you taste my food!"
He knew that, given Han Xuanji's personality, it wouldn't be easy to persuade her to come out.
In the entire Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, probably only he could do that.
Led by Su Ming's eagerness, Han Xuanji slowly walked into the Immortal Brewing Workshop, leaving a group of disciples outside, petrified and bewildered in the wind.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared at the top of the stairs that the area outside suddenly erupted into chaos.
"I... I didn't see wrong, did I?"
"Who exactly is that person? Why is Senior Brother Su treating him like this?"
"I don't recognize him, but he looks like a True Disciple disciple from some of the Pill Lineage..."
The crowd was puzzled, but inside the Immortal Pavilion, someone noticed that Jiang Yuan's expression was off.
Zhao Yuan asked:
"Brother Jiang, do you know this senior brother?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan nodded and said:
"How could I not recognize you?"
Weren't you guys just talking about him?
"Um?"
Zhao Yuan frowned, belatedly realizing what was happening.
"You mean, he is Han Xuanji?"
Zhao Yuan muttered to himself.
In that case, it's not surprising.
As far as he knew, Han Xuanji was a disciple of Immortal Lord Yunmiao, while Su Ming had been receiving guidance from Immortal Lord Yunmiao for many years, and could be considered as passing on the teachings on behalf of his master.
It's perfectly normal for the two to know each other.
But what kind of ability does this person possess to command such respect from the other party?
Inside the private room of the Immortal Brew House, Han Xuanji and Su Ming sat facing each other, while the exclamations and commotion of the disciples downstairs could be faintly heard from outside the window.
Inside, on a sandalwood table, several plates of Spiritual Qi fruits were arranged, and two jade wine cups were filled with " Thousand-Year Dream," which Su Ming had bought at great expense. The wine was emerald green and exuded a mellow aroma that calmed the mind.
Su Ming poured Han Xuanji a full cup of emerald-green immortal wine and said with a smile:
"Please don't take these idle rumors to heart, Senior Brother."
Han Xuanji picked up his wine cup, inhaled the rich aroma of the thousand-year-old spirit wine, and smiled calmly:
Why bother?
All the worldly turmoil and countless opinions were nothing but fleeting illusions to him.
Only the Great Way is eternally true.
Su Ming finished his drink, smacked his lips, and shook his head with a hint of disdain.
"Although this ' Thousand-Year Dream ' is famous, its flavor is far less profound and subtle than the nameless immortal brew that my senior brother brought out last time..."
Han Xuanji smiled without saying a word, a smile playing on her lips.
That's not true. The celestial wines he gets from signing in are all of very high quality; any jar he takes out is a peerless celestial wine.