An Immortal Venerable's Soul? Awakened with a Single Word!

"Lacking in strength, but a fine character."

A melodious voice rang out, and Ye Zichen's figure slowly appeared before the three humans and the Demon Beasts.

"Who are you?!"

The tiger demon stopped in its tracks, shocked. This man had appeared here without the slightest trace of his presence.

Ye Zichen ignored the tiger demon and walked toward the three Human Race cultivators.

"You! You're courting death!"

Seeing that Ye Zichen was ignoring it, the tiger demon lost its reason to pain and fury.

Without another thought, it attacked, charging at Ye Zichen to kill him.

"Senior, look out!"

The youth shouted a warning, worried for Ye Zichen.

But the next second.

The frenzied tiger demon did not charge at Ye Zichen. Instead, it stopped in midair ten feet away from him, unable to move.

"Wh-what's going on? Why can't I move?"

The terrified tiger demon looked at the man before it, at a loss.

It wasn't the only one. All the other Demon Beasts were unable to move as well.

Ye Zichen came before the youth and looked down at him. "Hmm, not bad. You barely qualify as a promising seedling."

"Who are you?! Release this king at once, or this king won't spare you!"

The tiger demon roared in anger. It tried to struggle, only to find that no matter what it did, its body wouldn't move.

"Noisy."

Ye Zichen spoke coldly, and the tiger demon before him suddenly fell silent. The bodies of every Demon Beast there were instantly cut apart as though by blades, their corpses scattered across the ground!

The wind rustled the leaves, and the three humans, still stunned, swallowed involuntarily.

Ye Zichen had appeared less than ten breaths ago and hadn't even lifted a finger. He had slain every Demon Beast with a single utterance!

Fear and bewilderment filled their hearts.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Coming to their senses, the two disciples hurried back to their master's side. "Master, we're saved! Master, you have to hold on!"

The weeping youth suddenly turned to the senior before him and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Senior, your cultivation is profound! Please, save my master!"

The girl also began to weep and plead.

"Senior, please save my master!"

"Ahem, Yun'er, Feng'er, don't put the senior in a difficult position. Come here, both of you. I want to look at you again."

Yunyang gave a pale smile and beckoned to them.

Ye Zichen watched without the slightest change in expression.

Saving him would have been as easy as a wave of Ye Zichen's hand. But he was only an ordinary person, and Ye Zichen was no bleeding heart who would save just anyone, much less someone he had only just met.

"Senior, thank you for your help. I am from the Heavenly Cloud Sect, and these are my two disciples, Ling Yun and Xiao Feng. For the rest of the journey to the sect gathering, I'll leave them in your care for the time being."

Yunyang smiled, then used all his strength to clasp his hands in thanks. Afterward, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Master!"

The wind rustled the leaves, and the sound of their weeping echoed throughout the forest.

Ye Zichen did not disturb them. I have received your wish.

In the end, however, he sent Yunyang's soul into the cycle of reincarnation, to be reborn as a human and find peace.

A long while later.

After the two had buried their master, set up a memorial plaque, and mourned him, Xiao Feng and Ling Yun came to Ye Zichen. Their tear-swollen faces were still covered in tears.

"I happen to be going to the Flawed Light Holy Land for the sect gathering as well. You two can travel with me for the time being."

After speaking, Ye Zichen raised a hand and conjured a flying boat. He could create such a little trinket out of thin air.

Though he had some in his system space, those were too large and unsuitable for the lower realm. A small one that could fly would do.

"Senior, which mid-tier sect are you from?"

Seeing Ye Zichen produce a small flying boat, Ling Yun mistakenly assumed he was the master of some mid-tier sect. After all, flying boats like this were standard for such sects.

"I'm merely a Rogue Cultivator."

Ye Zichen then boarded the flying boat.

Seeing that the senior wouldn't tell her, Ling Yun dropped the subject. The two supported each other onto the flying boat, which set off toward the Flawed Light Holy Land.

On the flying boat, Ling Yun and Xiao Feng first meditated to stabilize their injuries. Then they went out onto the deck and found Ye Zichen to express their gratitude.

"Thank you for saving us, Senior. We will remember the grace of your saving our lives for as long as we live. Should you need us in the future, we will spare no effort."

Xiao Feng and Ling Yun bowed and spoke with utmost respect.

"Senior, are you alone?"

Seeing that Ye Zichen had been on his own from the beginning, Ling Yun was puzzled. Shouldn't someone from a sect like that have attendants or other experts with him?

"I'm alone. I passed by and saved you two on a whim. There's no need to ask again."

Ye Zichen shook his head as he answered again.

Did this little girl not believe he was strong enough to own this piece of junk by himself?

"There are still some days left before we reach the Flawed Light Holy Land. You two should return to your rooms and recover from your injuries."

Ye Zichen sent them away. He would wait until their injuries had healed before discussing matters.

Time flew, and five days passed.

On the flying boat, the two had been cultivating and had gradually begun to emerge from the pain of their master's passing. Their injuries were also slowly healing.

Seeing this, Ye Zichen went to Xiao Feng's room, pushed open the door, and stood in the doorway.

Sensing someone's presence, Xiao Feng opened his eyes and saw that it was the senior. He asked solemnly, "Is there something you need, Senior?"

Xiao Feng was puzzled. This senior hadn't said a word for days, yet today he had come looking for him?

"There is indeed. Follow me."

With that, Ye Zichen walked out onto the deck, with Xiao Feng close behind him.

"Do you know who you are?"

The corners of Ye Zichen's lips curled up as he looked at Xiao Feng with an enigmatic gaze.

Xiao Feng was immediately puzzled. "Senior, what are you talking about? My name is Xiao Feng. I'm from the Heavenly Yang Sect, just a disciple of a minor sect."

What was wrong with the senior? Why would he say that? Xiao Feng couldn't make sense of it.

Ye Zichen chuckled, then walked to the very front of the deck. With his back to Xiao Feng, he said, "An Immortal Venerable's soul and the Heavenly Yang Immortal Physique. You're no minor figure."

Completely baffled by Ye Zichen's words, Xiao Feng asked, "Senior, are you talking about me?"

Ye Zichen turned and tapped a finger lightly. His expression then grew solemn, and he said, "Awaken."

The next moment,

A fiery red light burst forth around Xiao Feng, shooting straight into the clouds and even reaching the Weiyang Immortal Realm!

"What is that? An Immortal Venerable's presence!"

"Why is there an Immortal Venerable's presence in the lower realm?"

"Could it be an Immortal Venerable's reincarnation?"

The old monsters of the Immortal Realm were astonished, and all were deeply curious about this reincarnated Immortal Venerable!

Meanwhile, throughout the Eastern Continent in the lower realm.

"Such a phenomenon-a celestial treasure has appeared!"

"Investigate! Hurry and find out what happened there!"

People from other sects kept coming, and even the three great holy lands sent people to investigate.

Ye Zichen waved his hand, concealing every trace of the presence and the phenomenon.

Amid the phenomenon, Xiao Feng sat cross-legged on the deck with his eyes closed, immersed in an epiphany.

Ling Yun came onto the deck and, puzzled by everything that had just happened, asked, "Senior, what was that phenomenon just now?"

She was so close to such an enormous phenomenon that it would have been strange if Ling Yun hadn't sensed it, so she had rushed out without stopping to take a look.

Looking at her junior brother, who had entered an epiphany, Ling Yun thought, Could my junior brother have caused that phenomenon? Was it the awakening of some heaven-defying physique, or the appearance of a treasure?

"Don't be impatient. Just watch."

Ye Zichen sat in a chair, picked up a cup of tea, and slowly savored it.