Before long, Ye Chuan arrived at Ji Lingxuan's courtyard.
He raised his hand and waved lightly. A streak of spiritual energy landed on the concealment restriction of the courtyard. The restriction instantly shimmered with a faint light and automatically opened a gap.
Stepping into the courtyard, Ye Chuan walked straight toward the secret room deep inside. With a flick of his fingertip, he dispelled his disguise technique and reverted to his original appearance.
"Saint Kiddo, stop hiding, I'm back," he called out toward the secret room.
As soon as his voice fell, the door to the secret room opened, and Ji Lingxuan walked out quickly. The breath-concealing jade talisman on her body still emitted a faint spiritual glow, clearly showing that she had been tense the whole time, waiting for his news.
Her gaze immediately fell on the Tai Chu Seal in Ye Chuan's hand. Her pupils shrank abruptly, and a bright light instantly burst forth in her eyes. Her footsteps subconsciously quickened a bit, and the coldness on her face was completely replaced by excitement.
"The Tai Chu Seal... you really got it!" Ji Lingxuan walked up to Ye Chuan and reached out her hand. Her fingertips trembled slightly as she carefully touched the Tai Chu Seal, her tone full of disbelief and ecstasy.
This seal was her only hope to consolidate her position as the Holy Son, and the confidence she needed to break free from her predicament. She had dreamed of it for so long, and now it had finally appeared vividly before her eyes.
Ye Chuan smiled and handed the Tai Chu Seal to her, his tone relaxed:
"Fortunately, I didn't fail my mission. My trip to the forbidden ground wasn't in vain, though I was almost blasted to death by your family's patriarch for being an impostor."
Patriarch?
After learning what happened, Ji Lingxuan showed an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't expect the patriarch to be awake... Under normal circumstances, they are in a state of deep slumber and wouldn't awaken easily."
Ji Lingxuan tightly grasped the Tai Chu Seal, her fingertips tracing the white patterns on it. Her eyes grew slightly hot, and the joy on her face was hard to conceal:
"Thank you! For everything to go so smoothly... I originally thought that even with Master's help, we would inevitably encounter some twists and turns, or even alert the sect elders."
After calming her excited emotions for a moment, Ji Lingxuan looked up at Ye Chuan, her eyes full of admiration:
"Master, your imitation of my appearance was truly uncanny. Honestly, if I had died there today, and you took over my identity, I'm afraid no one in the entire Tai Chu Sacred Land would have noticed any flaws."
Hearing this, Ye Chuan raised his eyebrows, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness:
"Oh? What you said, Holy Son, actually makes some sense."
This smile instantly stripped away his usual casual indifference, causing Ji Lingxuan to freeze in shock as her heart skipped a beat.
She subconsciously took half a step back, narrowed her eyes, and looked at Ye Chuan warily. Her tone carried a bit of probing and tension:
"Master, you... what do you want to do?"
Looking at the smile in Ye Chuan's eyes, a trace of unease inevitably welled up in her heart—
Ye Chuan's strength was unfathomable, and his methods were bizarre. If he really intended to impersonate her and take control of the Tai Chu Sacred Land, with his abilities, probably no one could stop him.
After all, he could effortlessly imitate her appearance and cultivation aura, and even ignore the patriarch's attacks. Taking control of the Tai Chu Sacred Land would be as easy as flipping his hand.
Could it be that he helped me get the token not for a favor, but with ulterior motives?
But if he really wanted to control the Sacred Land, there was no need for him to go through all this trouble. He could have just impersonated me to seize the token, and then step by step taken control of the sect...
However, his smile just now was truly too eerie, making it impossible for her not to be vigilant.
Watching her wary and nervous demeanor, Ye Chuan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Haha, I'm just teasing you. Look how scared you are."
"I have no interest in the Holy Son position of your Tai Chu Sacred Land. I'm just doing you a favor to earn a debt of gratitude."
Hearing this, Ji Lingxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The unease in her heart instantly dissipated, and her face revealed a bit of embarrassment and helplessness as she subconsciously rolled her eyes—
In that moment, she shed the cold majesty of a Holy Son, gaining a bit of a young woman's charm and reproach, making her look like a completely different person from her usual self.
"Master, stop making fun of me!"
Ye Chuan laughed even harder at her reaction, but right at that moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze. His expression instantly became solemn, and the aura around him grew a few degrees colder.
He closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness deep into his soul—
At this moment, the wisp of divine sense seed he had left behind was transmitting violent fluctuations, carrying a sense of urgent crisis!
Clearly, something had happened over at the Yuxu Sect!
Ji Lingxuan noticed his change, and the smile on her face faded as she hastily asked:
"Master, what's wrong?"
Seeing Ye Chuan's solemn expression, her heart couldn't help but leap to her throat again, thinking he might have been injured by the patriarch's attack in the forbidden ground just now, or that some hidden danger was left behind.
Ye Chuan slowly opened his eyes, the solemnity in his gaze undiminished. His tone deepened:
"It's not me. It's the Yuxu Sect."
"The divine sense seed I left behind is reacting with violent fluctuations. It seems the Yuxu Sect has run into trouble. Most likely... the people from the Wutong Sacred Land have made their move."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Lingxuan immediately offered, "Master, I will accompany you there!"
Ye Chuan was momentarily stunned.
"You? Didn't the Holy Son say you didn't want to get involved in this matter? As the Holy Son of the Tai Chu Sacred Land, there's no need for you to make enemies with the Wutong Holy Son."
"Master, you overstate it," Ji Lingxuan shook her head, tightly gripping the Tai Chu Seal in her hand.
"Master braved the danger to help me obtain the Tai Chu Seal, solving my urgent crisis. I, Ji Lingxuan, will never forget this kindness."
"Now that Master is in trouble and the Yuxu Sect is facing a crisis, I naturally have no reason to stand idly by."
One thing was one thing; Ye Chuan had done Ji Lingxuan a huge favor, so she naturally wouldn't sit back and do nothing.
"Furthermore, for the Tai Chu Sacred Land to be on good terms with Master means being on good terms with the Yuxu Sect."
"If the Wutong Sacred Land dares to openly provoke the Yuxu Sect, it means they don't take Master seriously, which is also equivalent to indirectly provoking my Tai Chu Sacred Land."
Looking at Ji Lingxuan's resolute demeanor, Ye Chuan felt slightly moved.
"Alright, then I thank the Holy Son. Without further delay, let's depart immediately."
"Okay!" Ji Lingxuan nodded in agreement. She raised her hand to store the Tai Chu Seal into her spatial ring, then quickly set up restrictions to conceal the courtyard once again.
"Master, let's go. I'll take you on my divine ship; it'll be faster."
"No, you just need to keep up with me," Ye Chuan said. "So... Lord Holy Son, see you at the Yuxu Sect."
With that, Ye Chuan's figure blurred, and he vanished from the spot via spatial jump—no matter how fast a divine ship was, it couldn't be faster than Ye Chuan's direct teleportation.
Feeling the spatial fluctuations and seeing Ye Chuan disappear in an instant, even though she had witnessed such methods before, Ji Lingxuan couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
This speed... even the spatial-tearing techniques of the Mahayana Tribulation Crossing realm couldn't match it.
Could it be...
That Master is a mighty figure of the Ascension Realm?

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!