In the mountain forest.
Gu Qingfeng sat on a tree branch, sipping his wine and watching the show. When he heard the name Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch, he couldn't help but feel quite surprised.
Among the several Ancestral Patriarchs of Yaoyue Palace, the one who left the deepest impression on him was undoubtedly this Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch.
This was an old fellow who was addicted to alcohol, utterly shameless, and somewhat crazy.
Back when he was living incognito at Yaoyue Palace, it was also because of wine that he became acquainted with Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch.
Of course.
The reason this old scoundrel left such a deep impression wasn't because of the wine, but because back then, Fenglie Weirdo was extremely curious about the eighty-one Golden Cores within his body and had captured him for research for quite some time.
Although Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch had contributed greatly and helped immensely when he successfully condensed his Nascent Soul back then, favors were favors, and grudges were grudges. Gu Qingfeng had always been very clear about separating the two.
Back then, circumstances forced him to leave in a hurry, and he never got the chance to settle that grudge. Now that he had finally run into him this time, no matter what, he had to give this old scoundrel a good hard time.
In the distance.
Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch glanced at An Ran standing in the void, then looked at the mysterious woman holding the Black Cat, grinning as he said, "You two little ladies, what do you think of this old man's proposal?"
An Ran paid him no mind, as if she hadn't heard at all, still standing quietly in mid-air, frowning as she watched the Little Turtle trapped in the formation.
She was like this.
The woman holding the Black Cat was the same, not even sparing Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch a glance. Her slender jade-like hand gently stroked the Black Cat as she remained silent.
"Brother Fenglie, you've been in seclusion for many years. You probably don't know that in this Present-Ancient Era, the Immortal Dynasty has once again taken dominion over this world, do you?"
Granny Qinghua's voice came through. Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch scoffed disdainfully, "So what?"
"This Miss An Ran is an Immortal Official of the Immortal Dynasty. As for this one..." Granny Qinghua looked at the woman holding the Black Cat, "...Elder Brother should be able to tell, she is a reincarnated great power."
"So what if she's an Immortal Official?
So what if she's a reincarnated great power?
Weren't they just Immortals in their past lives?
What's so impressive about that!"
Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, exhaling with a "Ha!" as he said nonchalantly, "This old man even gave pointers to that kid Gu Tianlang back in the day. Have you ever heard me brag about that to anyone?
A true hero doesn't boast about past glories! What's the point of bringing up the old days!"
Regarding Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch giving pointers to Lord Chixiao, while there had always been rumors to that effect, whether it was true or false remained unknown to this day.
Just as Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch was about to bluster on, he suddenly felt something was off. He sniffed with his nose, puzzled, "Where's this wine smell coming from?"
Black Tiger, one of the Hei Feng Twin Fiends, sneered coldly, "I say, Fenglie Weirdo, have you really gone senile from being in seclusion? You're the only one drinking here. Where else would the wine smell come from?"
"You little bastard, what do you know!
What this old man is drinking is Blazing Flame Wine, but the wine fragrance drifting over..." Fenglie Weirdo closed his eyes and carefully sniffed the faint aroma of wine, saying, "...this is a very unique wine, very light, reminiscent of peach blossoms, even more like the mortal world...
Hmm?"
As if remembering something, Fenglie Weirdo suddenly opened his eyes, exclaiming in astonishment, "It's Peach Blossom Wine! Could it be that Taohua Old Daoist is also here?"
Fenglie Ancestral Patriarch's exclamation immediately startled everyone present.
Taohua Old Daoist was absolutely someone no one in the Great Northwest Frontier wanted to provoke. Even the Hei Feng Twin Fiends' expressions changed upon hearing the name Taohua Old Daoist. Even the silent An Ran and the woman holding the Black Cat showed a slight flicker of surprise in their expressions.
"I say, Fenglie Weirdo, when did you learn to play these mysterious tricks? Our Divine Senses have been observing all along. Any movement in the surroundings can't escape our notice. If Taohua Old Daoist were really here, he definitely couldn't hide from our Divine Senses."
Indeed.
In such situations, they would typically release their Divine Senses to observe and monitor any movement in the surroundings, guarding against unexpected events and ready to act at any moment. The stronger the Divine Sense, the wider the area it could cover. With cultivation like theirs, covering a radius of ten li was no problem at all.
Yet none of them had detected Taohua Old Daoist.
The fragrance of Peach Blossom Wine?
Was there any?
At the very least, the Hei Feng Twin Fiends and Granny Qinghua hadn't smelled any so-called wine fragrance.
"Whether Taohua Old Daoist is here or not, this old man doesn't know. But this old man dares to swear this wine fragrance is definitely Peach Blossom Wine! This old man's nose is a hundred times more sensitive than his Divine Sense, especially when it comes to fine wine. Even from a thousand li away, this old man can smell the aroma!"
Fenglie Old Daoist swept the area with his Divine Sense but found nothing unusual. Then he turned and began observing with his naked eyes. The moment he looked, he was instantly shocked, because on a distant tree, he actually saw a person.
It was a young man dressed in white, sitting on a tree branch, legs crossed, looking at the wine pot in his hand with a helpless smile, as if he hadn't expected his whereabouts to be exposed because of fine wine.
Subsequently, Granny Qinghua, the Hei Feng Twin Fiends, Profound Heart Dao Venerable, An Ran, and the woman holding the Black Cat also discovered the man sitting in the tree.
Without exception, their expressions were all filled with utter shock.
Just as the Hei Feng Twin Fiends had said earlier, their Divine Senses had been observing the vicinity all along. Any movement in the surroundings couldn't escape them. Forget a person, even an ant, they would have known clearly.
Now, right not far from them, practically under their noses, a person was sitting in a tree.
And they hadn't detected him in the slightest!
How could these old-timers who had cultivated for thousands of years not be shocked?
On the tree branch.
Gu Qingfeng had originally wanted to watch the show for a while longer, waiting for these people to give the Little Turtle a hard time, to let the little fellow experience true despair before making his move. He never expected to be discovered. When he came, he had deliberately concealed his spiritual aura. He absolutely hadn't anticipated that Fenglie, this old scoundrel, had such a keen nose, able to smell the wine fragrance from such a distance and even recognize it as Peach Blossom Wine.
This left Gu Qingfeng feeling both helpless and amused, while also giving him a newfound respect for Fenglie, this old scoundrel. Truly worthy of being someone addicted to alcohol.
Since he'd been discovered, Gu Qingfeng couldn't be bothered to hide any longer. He jumped down from the tree branch and greeted everyone with a smile, "Don't misunderstand, everyone. You should carry on with whatever you were doing, just pretend I'm not here. I'm just passing by...
Hmm, just passing by..."
At this moment.
Everyone's gaze shifted from the Little Turtle, firmly locking onto this abruptly appearing white-clad man.
None of them knew when this person had appeared, nor could they understand how he had evaded their Divine Senses.
They had initially thought he might be some expert.
But upon probing, they discovered he was actually just a Golden Core cultivation level guy!
And he had no aura of Creation at all, not even the Great Nature Chromatic Spirit Breath or the breath of a later-stage seed. An extremely pure Golden Core cultivation.
Such pure cultivation was quite rare in the Present-Ancient Era.
These days, anyone who cultivated, even if they didn't have innate Creation from birth, would refine a seed and nurture some later-stage Creation to increase their strength.
PS: Third update for today!
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