The news of the Flying Immortal Physique from the Flying Immortal Sect dominating the exchange event between the two sects spread rapidly across Xiangdao City, all thanks to Lin Tianyou’s arrangements. Within a very short time, it had even begun to reach other regions.
Although the members of the Heavenly Dao Sect tried to suppress the news afterward, they had already done too good a job in promoting the event beforehand. Too many people were paying attention to this competition, and by now, stopping the spread was impossible.
“This is truly a case of lifting a rock only to smash one’s own foot. That person who was obsessed with pushing his illegitimate son to inherit the Heavenly Dao Sect must be furious by now. As for your junior brothers and sisters, they’re probably questioning their entire existence right now!” Yun Xi sensed the gloomy mood in Xiangdao City and instantly guessed the reason.
Xiangdao City was famous because of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Now that the younger generation of the sect had suffered such a blow at the hands of the Flying Immortal Sect, it was only natural that those who had once held high expectations for the Heavenly Dao Sect would feel deeply disappointed.
“Hmm, it seems someone interesting has arrived.” Ling Yun’s gaze suddenly fell on a figure among the crowd.
“That person… is that Qu Feixian? What’s he doing here?” Yun Xi also noticed the figure, who looked slightly out of place among the masses.
No one had expected Qu Feixian to come to Xiangdao City right when the two sects were in the middle of their exchange.
“Looks like the Flying Immortal Sect still gave the Heavenly Dao Sect some face by not letting Qu Feixian make another move. But that’s to be expected—if he kept stepping in, there’d be no point in continuing the exchange at all.” Yun Xi clearly understood why Qu Feixian had quietly left at this moment.
Qu Feixian looked at the bustling crowd with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. In the Flying Immortal Sect, the primary goal of cultivation was ascension. Compared to Xiangdao City, the sect lacked a certain earthly liveliness and instead carried an air of ethereal detachment.
Though Qu Feixian possessed the Flying Immortal Physique, he was still a youth. Naturally, the worldly atmosphere here intrigued him far more.
Of course, the Flying Immortal Sect wouldn’t allow Qu Feixian to wander freely. Within Ling Yun’s perception, two elders from the Flying Immortal Sect were hidden among the crowd, secretly watching over Qu Feixian’s safety at all times.
Just then, Qu Feixian seemed to sense something and looked up toward a certain direction.
The moment Qu Feixian saw the man, his entire body stiffened. An uncontrollable chill surged up from the base of his spine and rushed straight to the crown of his head.
“What… what is this feeling? Who is that person?” Feeling a deep sense of dread rising from within, Qu Feixian instantly broke into a cold sweat.
For a moment, it felt as if only he and the man existed in the world. The man’s eyes were calm and distant as they looked at him, and he could only endure the intense pain radiating through every nerve in his body, completely powerless to resist.
“Hmm, Qu Feixian’s expression… seems odd,” Ling Yun noted.
Normally, Qu Feixian was proud and aloof, always looking down at others with an air of superiority. But now, what was that look—like a frightened quail?
“It really is strange,” Yun Xi said, her gaze filled with doubt as she looked at Qu Feixian.
It reminded her of one of their past reincarnations when Qu Feixian had been beaten by Ling Yun to the point of near collapse in his Dao heart. But this wasn’t quite the same. If it had been that extreme, Qu Feixian would’ve collapsed to the ground the moment he saw Ling Yun.
Taking a deep breath, Qu Feixian forced himself to suppress the cold dread in his heart and began walking toward the teahouse where Ling Yun sat.
He didn’t understand why seeing Ling Yun evoked such a terrifying feeling, but facing someone like this only made him more curious. His instincts told him there was something on this man that he desperately needed.
It didn’t take long for Qu Feixian to reach the second floor of the teahouse. The closer he got to Ling Yun, the more it felt like his body was resisting his own movements, as if it didn’t want him to approach. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping.com.
But once he got close enough, a refreshing fragrance of tea reached his nose. The moment he smelled it, his body relaxed, and the dreadful feeling vanished entirely.
“I am Qu Feixian. Greetings to you both.” Qu Feixian stepped in front of them and cupped his hands in greeting.
“I am Ling Yun,” Ling Yun returned the gesture, slightly curious. Just earlier, Qu Feixian had clearly seemed afraid of him, so why had he now come to the teahouse?
“Yun Xi,” Yun Xi said casually after glancing at Qu Feixian.
“So it’s Brother Ling and Miss Yun.” Qu Feixian detected the aura around the two and was a bit surprised.
Ling Yun’s aura was at the early stage of the Origin Spirit Realm, but his instincts warned that if Ling Yun really wanted to attack him, he probably wouldn’t last more than a few moves. Yun Xi was even more peculiar—she looked like an ordinary person, yet he couldn’t sense her presence through spiritual Qi at all.
Looking at Qu Feixian’s polite demeanor, Ling Yun raised an eyebrow. This version of Qu Feixian reminded him of how he had become ten years later in one of their previous reincarnations—humble and respectful. Yet the youthful vigor in him still marked his current age. Clearly, something had happened recently to temper his arrogance.
“I wonder what brings you here to find me, Brother Qu?” Ling Yun asked calmly.
He was already aware that Qu Feixian had become renowned during the exchange event between the two sects, but since Ling Yun was no longer the Chief Disciple of Snow Moon Peak, Qu Feixian’s actions no longer concerned him.
“It’s nothing much. I simply felt a unique aura around Brother Ling and hoped to get to know you,” Qu Feixian replied with a smile.
“In that case, please, have a seat.” Ling Yun gestured politely and poured him a cup of tea.
“Thank you, Brother Ling.” Qu Feixian smiled warmly and took a seat beside Ling Yun.