As reincarnated individuals, their experience, insight, spirit, and divine sense were incomparable to others.
In their previous lives, they had all reached the pinnacle of immortality. Their understanding of the immortal path far surpassed that of ordinary people. With a wealth of cultivation experience and mastery over numerous immortal arts, even if they started anew from the Foundation Establishment stage after reincarnation, they were still far more powerful than the average cultivator.
For instance, an ordinary Yellow-grade martial art, when practiced to perfection by others, might only unleash ninety-nine profound mysteries. Yet in their hands, a so-called Yellow-grade martial art could unleash hundreds of profound mysteries beyond perfection, and it wouldn't be difficult for them to even unleash the power of a Mysterious-grade martial art.
In other words, a reincarnated great power at the Nascent Soul realm, even without any special Fortune, could likely easily handle a Nascent Soul Dao Venerable. This was no exaggeration; many reincarnated individuals could achieve this.
Take Young Master Chanchu, for example. In the past, with merely Golden Core cultivation, he had eradicated several Nascent Soul Dao Venerables.
And that was just back then.
Nowadays, Young Master Chanchu had long since cultivated his Nascent Soul. His strength was probably even more formidable. Moreover, he was not without Fortune. On the contrary, he possessed two auras of Fortune: one was a Great Nature Colored Spirit, and the other was likely from refining some kind of Fortune Seed.
As for how many layers his Great Nature Colored Spirit had, or what Fortune Seed he had refined, no one knew.
No one knew just how powerful Young Master Chanchu's strength had become either.
In everyone's estimation, even if Young Lord Chiyan's physical body was incredibly robust, it couldn't truly be indestructible. Others might be unable to shake him, but that didn't mean a reincarnated great power couldn't.
Liu Qingyan, Qing Xi, and others from Wuse Mountain were all pleading with Young Master Chanchu to lend his aid. However, Young Master Chanchu did not respond to them. He merely furrowed his brows, gazing deeply at Young Lord Chiyan, who was playing the zither within the pavilion.
Seeing Young Master Chanchu remain unmoved, the crowd began to speculate.
Could it be that even a reincarnated great power like Young Master Chanchu was helpless against Young Lord Chiyan's so-called Bedrock Physique?
"Young Lord Chiyan, is it?"
Finally, Young Master Chanchu spoke, his voice equally calm. "Could you give me some face and stop for now?"
"Sorry, but you have no face to give here," Gu Qingfeng replied nonchalantly, instantly causing an uproar in the area.
Such audacity! To not even put a reincarnated great power in his eyes! Everyone anticipated Young Master Chanchu taking action, but to their disappointment, he did not make a move. Although a flash of killing intent passed through his eyes, it was just that—a flash, gone in an instant.
"Young man, do not be too arrogant!"
Gu Qingfeng did not look up, nor did he even glance over. His left hand continued to play the zither, his right hand still pouring wine, as he responded, "Compared to you reincarnated individuals, I suppose I can only be considered a young man."
"Is that so?"
Young Master Chanchu's eyes gradually narrowed, the killing intent within them flickering faintly.
"What's the matter?"
Gu Qingfeng picked up his wine cup, drained it in one gulp, then glanced lightly at Young Master Chanchu with a faint smile. "It'll still be a while before the old master's Nascent Soul completely dissipates. Since we're idle anyway, how about exchanging a couple of moves for fun?"
Arrogant!
Utterly arrogant!
Facing a reincarnated, profoundly mysterious Young Master Chanchu, no one dared to be so insolent. Yet this Young Lord Chiyan actually had the audacity to say something like 'since we're idle anyway'? Exchange a couple of moves for fun?
Just how arrogant did one have to be to utter such brazen words? The casualness and ease revealed in his tone made it seem as if he didn't regard Young Master Chanchu in the slightest, like an adult teasing a three-year-old child.
And indeed, that was the case.
Everyone could hear it.
Young Master Chanchu's face also turned somewhat livid. Clearly, as a reincarnated individual, he could not afford to lose face like this.
However.
To everyone's surprise, he not only refrained from taking action, he didn't even respond.
"What?"
Gu Qingfeng said indifferently, "Don't even have the guts for that? And you still want to snatch things from my hands?"
"Young man, you can eat recklessly, but you cannot speak recklessly. Moreover—" Young Master Chanchu's words were cut off by Gu Qingfeng. "Cut the crap! Do you really think I don't know what you brats are scheming? You've just taken a fancy to the Mystic Tortoise in my possession, that's all. If you fancy it, just say so. There's no need to be shy about it."
The expressions of the surrounding crowd varied, as if no one had expected Gu Qingfeng to say such a thing.
Indeed.
It couldn't help but arouse suspicion.
Knowing full well that so many people had come to seize the Mystic Tortoise, he remained so calm and composed, as if he didn't care in the slightest, appearing relaxed and casual. This made people wonder: was he truly fearless, or was he merely putting on a brave front?
"This matter was originally just a joke I said to Fenglie. I never expected it to spread so quickly, known to all."
Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly, as if somewhat helpless, then continued, "Since you all believe my body became indestructible because I drank the Mystic Tortoise's blood, I can't be bothered to explain. Let's just leave it at that. And today, I might as well tell you all: the Mystic Tortoise is indeed in my hands. If anyone wants to seize it, feel free to make a move. I won't stop you. If you manage to snatch it, that's your skill."
Then, his tone shifted. "However, I am neither a tycoon, a wealthy patron, nor some great philanthropist. So, let's lay our cards on the table today. You can try to seize it, you can make a move, but you must bear the consequences of your actions. If you get injured, maimed, crippled, or killed, you'll have to endure it yourself. Don't go blaming heaven or others."
"Who wants to go first? Or shall we all go together?"
Who would go first?
No one dared.
The expressions of everyone present changed repeatedly. They looked left and right, none daring to take the lead. Wei Chaoqun, Wuhen, Li Qianhua, and the others all looked toward Young Master Chanchu. Only if Young Master Chanchu acted would they dare to follow suit.
But they waited and waited, and Young Master Chanchu still made no move.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare.
Yes.
He didn't dare.
He was wary of Gu Qingfeng's powerful physical body.
But wariness did not equate to not daring.
That wasn't the main reason he didn't dare to act.
The true reason he didn't dare was that he didn't know whether the person before him was the real Young Lord Chiyan from three years ago.
This was crucial.
He might dare to act against a Gu Qingfeng with a powerful body, but he did not dare to act against a Young Lord Chiyan who could return from the dead after being reduced to ashes.
Without further thought, Young Master Chanchu looked toward another reincarnated individual nearby, Senior Jin. He knew that Senior Jin had met the real Young Lord Chiyan and should be able to discern the truth.
"Brother Jin, is he the real Young Lord Chiyan?"