It was just a plain drum, perhaps too sensitive or the water too hot, but Bai Qianshuang actually fainted.
The night passed without incident, and morning arrived.
When Ye Chuan woke up early, he found Bai Qianshuang already awake. Not only that, she was sitting on a distant chair in the guest room, assuming a meditative posture as if cultivating.
But Ye Chuan could clearly sense that Bai Qianshuang wasn’t circulating any spiritual energy at all.
She was simply putting on an act.
The sky had just begun to brighten, and the morning mist of the Phoenix Feather Sect hadn’t fully dissipated yet. The air carried a faint fragrance of spiritual herbs.
As Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang were preparing, a soft knock came from outside the guest room, accompanied by a familiar voice, "Immortal Ye, Immortal Bai, Elder Lingxu requests your presence."
Ye Chuan responded casually upon hearing the voice, "Understood. We’ll be there shortly."
Beside him, Bai Qianshuang sat before a dressing table, combing her long, jet-black hair that cascaded like a waterfall. A faint trace of spiritual energy lingered at her fingertips as they brushed through the strands.
After a quick freshening up, they opened the door to find a green-robed disciple of the Phoenix Feather Sect standing respectfully outside. Seeing them emerge, the disciple immediately bowed.
"Immortal Ye, Immortal Bai, the Elder awaits you at the mountain gate. The Liu Family has just sent word—they’ve agreed to lend the teleportation array."
"They agreed?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, exchanging a glance with Bai Qianshuang. Both saw a flicker of understanding in each other’s eyes.
Given Elder Lingxu’s eagerness yesterday, the Liu Family must have weighed the pros and cons and decided against direct confrontation.
"What a pity," Ye Chuan remarked.
Bai Qianshuang tilted her head slightly. "Pity what?"
"Nothing. Maybe it won’t be a pity after all." Ye Chuan chuckled.
Bai Qianshuang: "?"
"Let’s go." Ye Chuan took the lead, with Bai Qianshuang following closely behind. The two mounted their swords and flew toward the mountain gate.
Upon arrival, they saw Elder Lingxu standing beneath an ancient pine, holding a communication jade slip. Spotting them, he quickly tucked it away and greeted them with a warm smile.
"Young friends, did you rest well last night?"
"It was fine, though there was no place to bathe," Ye Chuan replied, his gaze sweeping over Elder Lingxu. He noticed a hint of probing in the elder’s eyes and understood—this old fox was still trying to uncover their origins.
The group set off together, flying toward the Liu Family’s estate in Phoenix Feather City.
Elder Lingxu deliberately slowed his pace to fly alongside Ye Chuan, speaking as if making casual conversation. "Young friend Ye, to have reached the Soul Transformation Realm at such a young age—your talent is truly astonishing."
"Might I ask which sacred land your master hails from? This old man is curious to know which great expert could nurture such an outstanding disciple."
Ye Chuan kept his eyes forward, answering nonchalantly, "My master prefers to remain anonymous, so it’s not my place to say."
With that, he shut down Elder Lingxu’s line of questioning.
Unfazed, Elder Lingxu smiled and continued, "Of course, great masters often shun the limelight."
"Still, judging by your demeanor, young friend, you carry the bearing of a top-tier force from the Donghua Divine Continent. Have you had any dealings with sects like the Violet Pole Sacred Land or the Azure Heaven Sacred Land?"
Though framed as small talk, the question was clearly a probe into Ye Chuan’s possible connections to these sacred lands.
Ye Chuan remained expressionless, offering a vague reply. "I’ve heard of them, but never interacted. If the Elder is interested, perhaps you should visit them yourself."
Elder Lingxu grew inwardly frustrated as Ye Chuan deftly sidestepped every inquiry, but he dared not press further.
After all, the young man’s background was unfathomable. Offending him might bring disaster upon the Phoenix Feather Sect.
"However… I can tell you a little about my master’s title," Ye Chuan suddenly said.
"Please do, young friend."
"Lightning Whip Celestial, Ma Baoguo."
Elder Lingxu fell silent for a few seconds, seemingly searching his memory for the name—but it was clearly unfamiliar.
Still, "Lightning Whip Celestial"…
"My master’s divine weapon—one whip shatters the heavens, two whips suppress the cosmos, three whips sever life and death…" Ye Chuan spoke slowly. "The Five Lightning Strikes Whip—peerless and invincible."
Elder Lingxu’s pupils contracted slightly.
It seemed… this was a reclusive supreme expert.
The rest of the journey passed in silence, and soon, they arrived at Phoenix Feather City.
Outside the Liu Family’s estate, Liu Canglan was already waiting at the entrance with several elders. Spotting the group, he hurried forward, forcing a smile.
"Young friend Ye, Immortal Bai, you’ve had a long journey. Yesterday’s misunderstanding was regrettable. Today, we’ve prepared the teleportation array for your use—we hope you won’t hold any grudges."
Ye Chuan studied Liu Canglan, noting the unease in his expression and the faint anxiety hidden between his brows.
So this was the Liu Family’s patriarch?
After killing several of the Liu Family’s members, this old man might have set up some kind of ambush.
But Ye Chuan didn’t voice his suspicions, merely nodding. "Patriarch Liu is wise and reasonable. Good."
Liu Canglan exhaled in relief and gestured for them to follow. "Young friends, the teleportation array is in the family’s restricted area. Please come this way."
With that, he led them through layers of courtyards.
The Liu Family’s estate was vast, with pavilions and towers arranged in elegant disorder. Rare fire-attributed spiritual plants lined the pathways, exuding dense spiritual energy—a testament to the family’s deep heritage.
After passing through three heavy stone gates, the view suddenly opened up.
A massive circular platform came into sight—the Liu Family’s teleportation array.
The platform spanned over five hundred zhang in diameter, constructed from dark-green refined stone. Each slab was polished to a smooth finish, fitted together so seamlessly that no gaps were visible.
Intricate runes were carved into the stone, interconnecting to form a complex and profound array pattern, resembling a river of stars glowing faintly with golden light.
So this was the teleportation array?
Ye Chuan examined it and sensed fluctuations identical to his spatial flash magic—meaning this was the real deal.
An ancient and mysterious spiritual energy permeated the air, evoking an involuntary sense of awe.
Ye Chuan stepped to the edge of the platform, reaching out to touch the refined stone. He could clearly feel the immense power contained within.
Looking up at the floating spirit stones—this teleportation array was even larger than he’d imagined. It seemed the Liu Family’s long-standing dominance in Phoenix Feather City wasn’t without reason.
Bai Qianshuang stood beside Ye Chuan, her beautiful eyes also taking in the sight of the teleportation array.
She had read about such arrays in the Jade Void Sect’s ancient texts but had never seen one so grand in person.
"This teleportation array must be at least several thousand years old, right?" she murmured, admiration coloring her tone.
Liu Canglan chimed in, "The Immortal has a keen eye! This array was passed down by our ancestors. Though it has weathered countless storms, it remains intact. With sufficient spiritual energy, it can transport you directly to the Donghua Divine Continent!"
As he spoke, his gaze flickered subtly toward the surroundings of the platform, as if checking for something—though he hid it well.
Elder Lingxu approached the array, studying it carefully before sighing. "During the last great war between humans and demons, most teleportation arrays were destroyed. For Phoenix Feather City to preserve one is truly a stroke of fortune."
Liu Canglan gave a dry chuckle but didn’t respond, instead turning his gaze to Ye Chuan. "Young Friend Ye, the teleportation array is ready. When do you two plan to depart?"
Ye Chuan withdrew his gaze and replied coolly, "Wait a moment. I’ll first inspect the teleportation array to ensure it’s intact."
Something about Liu Canglan’s reaction struck him as odd, so he decided to proceed with caution—better safe than caught in some trap.

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