Fengxian Mountain, What Did Chen Tian Leave Behind

"It's time to go."

"I still have matters to attend to in this Primordial Immortal Realm," Chen Chang'an said with a faint smile.

Chen Chang'an hadn't forgotten—he still had an enemy, the Wang Clan, one of the Nine Great Immortal Families.

"Chen Gongzi, are you... trying to recover your memories?"

"If that's the case, I suggest you... visit Phoenix Immortal Mountain."

Phoenix Immortal Mountain?

What did that mean?

Was it because of Chen Tian?

"I remember that Elder Chen Tian often mentioned Phoenix Immortal Mountain back then. It seems he left something there."

"Thinking about it now, perhaps Elder already knew he would reincarnate in the future, so he left some things behind for himself."

"After saving me, he mentioned it many times. I even suspect that Elder knew his reincarnated self would appear in the Huan Hua Immortal Sect, which is why he emphasized it repeatedly."

Chen Wanqing's words left Chen Chang'an stunned.

Was this just Chen Wanqing's speculation, or was there truly some connection?

With too many coincidences piling up, Chen Chang'an no longer believed it was mere chance.

It seemed he really needed to visit Phoenix Immortal Mountain. Whether or not he had any ties to this Chen Tian, he had to see what had been left behind.

"Alright, I'll go."

"If the Four Great Immortal Sects cause trouble for you..."

"You can shift the blame onto me," Chen Chang'an said with a smile.

Shift the blame onto Chen Chang'an?

"Chen Gongzi, I’ll handle this matter myself."

"That’s fine too. I won’t be leaving the Profound Heaven Domain too quickly."

"Hmm... is there any way for us to stay in contact?"

"Yes. This is a Sound Transmission Immortal Jade. It allows us to communicate anytime."

Chen Wanqing took out a piece of Sound Transmission Immortal Jade and handed it to Chen Chang'an.

"Although this allows us to stay in touch, there are still some range limitations."

"But within the Profound Heaven Domain, we shouldn’t have any issues staying connected," Chen Wanqing explained.

"Good. If anything happens, contact me through the jade."

"Understood."

"Oh, where is Phoenix Immortal Mountain?"

Before leaving, Chen Chang'an suddenly realized he didn’t know the mountain’s location.

"After leaving Crimson Moon Valley, head southeast. For someone of my strength, it would take about half a month to reach."

If even a Celestial Immortal needed half a month, the distance was indeed considerable.

"Alright. This time, I’m really leaving."

With that, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang departed Crimson Moon Valley.

"Xiao Yao, let’s go too."

Huh?

Xiao Yao?

"Xiao Yao, you—"

Only then did Chen Wanqing notice that Xiao Yao had disappeared. All that remained on the ground was the spatial ring she had been wearing.

This girl... ran off again?

"Ah, forget it. Staying by Elder’s side shouldn’t pose any danger. Perhaps this is her destiny."

Though surprised by Xiao Yao’s disappearance, Chen Wanqing didn’t go looking for her. Instead, she took the spatial ring and returned alone to the Huan Hua Immortal Sect.

"Where do you plan to go?"

After leaving Crimson Moon Valley, Chen Chang'an released the lump from his spatial ring.

Hearing Chen Chang'an’s question, the lump didn’t answer immediately. Instead, it carefully observed the outside world.

"It’s wonderful!"

"So the outside world really isn’t red."

"And there’s no destructive energy. It feels... gentle and comfortable."

After truly experiencing the outside world, the lump was exhilarated. Only after a long while did it turn back to Chen Chang'an.

"I don’t know where to go."

"I’ll take it one step at a time."

"I want to experience life in this world properly."

"Maybe I’ll find a different kind of existence."

Existence?

The hell—you’re not even human! What existence are you talking about?

Chen Chang'an smiled and nodded. "Then let’s part ways here."

"Alright. Thank you for bringing me out."

"No need. You earned this chance with all those treasures."

"Farewell."

Phoenix Immortal Mountain

Over half a month later, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang arrived at Phoenix Immortal Mountain.

The mountain was home to many demonic beasts, all of them formidable. However, Da Huang, as a divine qilin, exerted a bloodline suppression so strong that the beasts didn’t dare move.

"Tell me, what’s the relationship between this Chen Tian and you?"

"He couldn’t really be your past life, could he?" Da Huang asked curiously.

"Honestly, I’m not entirely sure either."

"But too many things don’t add up. Maybe whatever he left here will give us some answers," Chen Chang'an replied with a smile.

"But where... is it?" Da Huang wondered.

Though Phoenix Immortal Mountain was vast, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang had already scoured nearly every corner yet found nothing.

"I think I’ve found something."

"Over there."

Huh?

Xiao Yao?

Xiao Yao’s sudden voice startled both Chen Chang'an and Da Huang. This girl had followed them?

They hadn’t noticed her the entire journey?

Admittedly, Xiao Yao’s stealth skills were impressive.

"Xiao Yao, why did you follow us?" Chen Chang'an asked helplessly as she shifted back to human form.

"To have fun! I wanted to see the world too."

"Look, I’ve come all this way. Just let me tag along," Xiao Yao said with a grin.

"We’ll talk about that later. You said you found something?"

"Where is it?" Chen Chang'an pressed.

"Back where you just passed. I felt something unusual there."

"Follow me."

Xiao Yao led Chen Chang'an and Da Huang to the spot they had just walked by. There was indeed something odd—a hole, barely large enough to fit a fist.

Staring at the hole, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang exchanged glances before turning back to Xiao Yao.

"You think this hole is significant?" Chen Chang'an asked.

"Mm, I do."

"Wait here. I’ll go in."

Before Chen Chang'an could respond, Xiao Yao transformed into a snake and slithered into the hole.

"Let’s wait. There might really be something inside."

After about the time it took an incense stick to burn, Xiao Yao emerged with an item—a spatial ring.

"I checked the ring. There’s no spiritual imprint. You can open it directly."

"Elder, here you go."

Xiao Yao handed the ring to Chen Chang'an, who accepted it without hesitation and probed its contents with his spiritual sense.

"Xiao Yao, did you see what’s inside?" Da Huang asked curiously.

"No, I only checked for imprints," Xiao Yao shook her head.

A moment later, Chen Chang'an retrieved a letter from the ring, his expression puzzled.

"He really did know about me!"

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