Transmission Array

The reception hall was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood and the misty aroma of spiritual tea.

Seated calmly to the side were Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang, their expressions composed and unbothered even under the scrutiny of numerous gazes. Nearby, several tea-serving disciples trembled with nervousness, not daring to slack in the slightest. After all, Ye Chuan had killed an elder and walked away unscathed—these disciples feared he and his companions might suddenly lash out violently.

The other elders in the hall wore varied expressions—some shocked, some furious, others wary. These two had caused chaos the moment they set foot in the sect, slaughtering disciples and elders of the Liu Family and disrupting the recruitment assembly. Yet, Grand Elder Lingxu had personally invited them in for tea. There had to be more to this.

"Grand Elder Lingxu seems unusually mild-tempered today. Such patience is rare."

"What do you know? Can’t you sense that girl’s aura? It’s unfathomable!"

"More than unfathomable—I’d say she’s on par with the Grand Elder himself!"

Amid the murmurs, Grand Elder Lingxu studied Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang with a complicated expression. As the Grand Elder of the Fengyu Sect, he had cultivated fire-attribute techniques for a millennium and was infamous for his fiery temper. Yet today, he was uncharacteristically restrained—even cautious.

The reason was simple: he couldn’t gauge the cultivation levels of these two youths.

Grand Elder Lingxu himself was at the late-stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, placing him among the top powerhouses on the Tianxuan Continent. Yet Bai Qianshuang, though her aura was restrained, occasionally leaked fluctuations of spiritual energy that matched his own!

Even more alarming was their background. Spirit Transformation Realm experts at such a young age couldn’t have appeared out of nowhere—they had to be backed by a formidable force, possibly even one rivaling a sacred land!

And sacred lands were entities far beyond mere sects.

"Might I ask what brings you two here?" Grand Elder Lingxu finally spoke, his tone laced with caution.

Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang exchanged a glance before Ye Chuan slowly asked, "Grand Elder, we’ve heard you hail from the Donghua Divine Continent?"

The words struck Grand Elder Lingxu like thunder. His face instantly paled, and his breathing grew ragged.

Donghua Divine Continent—

A past he never spoke of, a homeland he had left behind long ago, his deepest buried secret!

Fragments of memories flashed through his mind—his years in the Donghua Divine Continent, the grudges and entanglements of those days.

Had this day finally come?

"So that’s it… that’s it, hahaha…" Grand Elder Lingxu muttered to himself, tilting his head at a 45-degree angle as he stared at the ceiling, his expression conflicted. "You really are here for me."

He took a deep breath, as if steeling himself, then abruptly stood and bowed deeply to Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang.

"I’ve wronged the sect. I shouldn’t have… back then, out of greed, I stole the sacred maiden’s undergarments… and even… used them to…"

Ye Chuan: "…"

The entire hall: "…"

The air froze. Every pair of eyes locked onto Grand Elder Lingxu in stunned disbelief. Who would’ve thought this revered elder had such a disgraceful past?

"Ahem, not that," Ye Chuan said, his face darkening as if he’d accidentally stumbled upon an earth-shattering secret.

"Not that?" Grand Elder Lingxu blinked, then seemed to recall something else, his expression growing even more strained. Gritting his teeth, he blurted out as if throwing caution to the wind,

"Right, the Nun Peaks claimed all those abandoned children were mine."

Ye Chuan: "???"

The hall turned to stone. The sheer weight of these revelations was beyond anyone’s capacity to process.

"Hold on, old man, I don’t want to hear about your past misdeeds," Ye Chuan finally cut in, unable to take any more of the elder’s self-exposure.

"We came to ask you—how do we get to the Donghua Divine Continent?"

Grand Elder Lingxu froze, his face cycling through confusion before settling on bewilderment.

"You came to me… just for that?"

"That’s it?"

"Yes, just that," Ye Chuan confirmed.

Grand Elder Lingxu leaned back in his chair, his mind racing.

"Hahaha… hahahaha!" He suddenly burst into laughter, covering his face. "I knew you were here for that! That’s why I was spouting nonsense earlier!"

What good did that nonsense do?!

The surrounding elders and disciples internally facepalmed, but seeing Grand Elder Lingxu’s flushed face, they stifled their laughter and spared him the dignity.

"Right, right, nonsense. So, care to share what you know?" Ye Chuan pressed.

Grand Elder Lingxu exhaled in relief.

Good. Everyone bought his "nonsense" act.

Brilliant. Even in old age, his mind remained sharp.

Composing himself, his expression turned solemn.

"I do indeed come from the Donghua Divine Continent. The journey between the Western and Eastern Divine Continents is vast, but there are two paths."

The hall listened intently.

"First, the intercontinental teleportation array—the fastest method. But very few cities or sects possess one, and activating it requires an immense amount of energy, making each use prohibitively expensive."

"Second, crossing the Endless Demon Sea. That route is perilous, teeming with powerful sea demons, demonic beasts, spatial rifts, and miasma. Without the ability to traverse space, it’s impossible."

Ye Chuan already knew this. "So, do you know where we can find a teleportation array?"

Grand Elder Lingxu stroked his beard with a chuckle. "After the last war between humans and demons, most arrays were destroyed. The few remaining are controlled by top-tier powers."

"But—"

He continued, "Fengyu City has one. It’s been sealed for years, though."

"Sealed?" Bai Qianshuang asked softly. "Is it unusable?"

"Activating it requires an astronomical amount of spirit stones. Moreover, over the last millennium, the Western Divine Continent’s ties with the outside world have weakened, making the passage unstable. Accidents are common," Grand Elder Lingxu explained.

"I see," Ye Chuan said, then suddenly remembered something. "Since you said Fengyu City has one, is it under the Liu Family’s control?"

"Precisely," Grand Elder Lingxu smiled.

Ye Chuan: "…"

"Given how many of their people I’ve killed, they probably won’t open it for me, will they?" Ye Chuan remarked.

"Exactly," Grand Elder Lingxu nodded. "This matter… is beyond my influence."

Bai Qianshuang whispered, "Ye Chuan, what do we do?"

"Negotiating won’t work. But if we wipe out the Liu Family, we could activate the array ourselves," Ye Chuan mused.

"Sounds like a plan."

Their hushed exchange naturally reached Grand Elder Lingxu’s ears. Cold sweat trickled down his back.

This… this can’t be right?!

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