Another Supreme Elder

Got work to do?

Chen Chang'an's words left Da Huang stunned. At the same time, Chen Chang'an glanced at Yi Tuo and said with a smile, "Am I right?"

Hearing this, Yi Tuo nearly cried. "Bro, what do you take me for?"

"I really don’t know anything. All I know is that I’m supposed to follow you," Yi Tuo grumbled.

"Oh?"

"So, you’re saying you know nothing about Chen Tian’s arrangements in Liuyun Domain?" Chen Chang'an asked.

"I really don’t."

Seeing Yi Tuo’s pitiful expression, Da Huang scoffed, "Useless. What good are you if you don’t know anything? Just a little mascot?"

"What’s wrong with being a mascot?"

"Wait, what’s a mascot?" Yi Tuo asked curiously.

"Get lost." Da Huang couldn’t be bothered with Yi Tuo’s ignorance. He’d rather spend the time eating a few more bites.

"They’re almost here. No need to rush," Chen Chang'an said calmly.

Chen Chang'an felt bored, even experiencing a strange sense of déjà vu, as if he’d returned to Fengxian Mountain.

Back then, guided by Chen Wanqing, he had gone to Fengxian Mountain, found Chen Tian’s letter, and after descending, encountered the Li family—triggering a chain of events.

This time, Chen Tian’s arrangements were even more direct. He had calculated exactly when Chen Chang'an would leave Xuantian Domain and even set up a teleportation array right where he’d planned.

Chen Chang'an could sense people beginning their ascent up the mountain. If nothing unexpected happened, they were probably here to ask for his help again.

"Da Huang, do you ever get the feeling…"

"…that ever since arriving in the Ancient Immortal Domain, I’ve turned into some kind of saint? Always solving other people’s problems?"

"Since when am I that nice?" Chen Chang'an sighed.

"Bro, what are you talking about?"

"You’re the number one saint in the world!"

"How could you doubt yourself?" Da Huang retorted, displeased.

"Ah, right. I forgot—I’m a good person."

"Da Huang, you’ve got insight."

"Just learning from you, bro. So… can I eat now? Stop grabbing my neck, yeah?"

"Go ahead."

"Thanks, bro."

Chen Chang'an wasn’t in a hurry. He and Da Huang ate and drank leisurely while waiting. Before long, a group of people arrived nearby.

The moment they saw Chen Chang'an, their emotions visibly surged.

The more excited they got, the more certain Chen Chang'an became—they were definitely here to ask for a favor.

He sighed and was about to stand when the group suddenly knelt before him.

"We welcome the return of the Grand Elder!"

Huh?

What?

Grand Elder?

Chen Chang'an gave them a puzzled look. Were they sure they hadn’t mistaken him for someone else?

"You… have the wrong person, don’t you?"

Chen Chang'an suspected this was Chen Tian’s doing, but how had he arranged for Chen Chang'an—someone who’d never even appeared—to become a Grand Elder a million years ago?

How ridiculously powerful was this guy?

"Grand Elder, it’s normal if you don’t remember us."

"Perhaps your memories haven’t fully returned."

"But you truly are the Grand Elder of our Nine Clouds Immortal Sect."

"You were the one who instructed us to wait here for you. Do you really not recall?"

Hearing this, Chen Chang'an frowned, deep in thought. What was Chen Tian playing at?

Had he used Chen Chang'an’s name and appearance to secure a position as Grand Elder in this sect?

But what was the point?

"Bro, what’s going on?" Da Huang whispered, confused.

"Probably Chen Tian’s doing."

After sending the message, Chen Chang'an turned back to the sect members. "Do I look exactly like your Grand Elder?"

"Do you even know my name?"

"Identical. Otherwise, how could we recognize you?"

"Aren’t you Chen Chang'an?"

Now the sect members were equally baffled. If Chen Chang'an had told them to wait here, why didn’t he remember anything?

Was it because of reincarnation?

Damn it!

Chen Tian had used his name and face. What the hell was that bastard planning?

Though Chen Chang'an had never met Chen Tian, he knew from Chen Wanqing that their appearances differed—otherwise, she would’ve recognized him immediately.

Yet after arriving in Liuyun Domain, Chen Tian had chosen to impersonate him. What was the purpose of this arrangement?

Just to give him a legitimate identity here?

"He… ahem… what exactly did I tell you back then?" Chen Chang'an asked.

"Since the Grand Elder doesn’t remember, allow us to refresh your memory."

The leader, now an inner elder of the sect, explained that a million years ago, Chen Chang'an had appeared in Liuyun Domain, saved the Nine Clouds Immortal Sect, and thus became their Grand Elder.

But after about a century, he suddenly chose to reincarnate and start anew—a decision no one understood, yet couldn’t oppose.

Before his reincarnation, the Grand Elder had specifically instructed them to come here today to welcome him back.

After listening, Chen Chang'an narrowed his eyes. "Did you personally witness how I reincarnated?"

"Well… no."

"After giving the order, you left. We never heard from you again."

Chen Chang'an smirked inwardly. Of course they hadn’t—Chen Tian had likely resumed his original identity after leaving Liuyun Domain.

Any news afterward would’ve been about Chen Tian, not Chen Chang'an.

"I see. My memories are still hazy."

"Aren’t you afraid I might be an imposter?"

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

"You look identical—even your tone and expressions are the same."

"Though your cultivation is weaker now, that’s understandable after reincarnation."

"Grand Elder, shall we return to the sect?"

Since he was here, he might as well go along with it. Chen Chang'an didn’t resist and simply nodded.

Following the principle of not wasting an opportunity, he smoothly assumed the role of the Nine Clouds Immortal Sect’s Grand Elder.

And they were thrilled about it.

"Bro, isn’t this a trap?"

"What if we get to the sect and it’s an ambush?" Da Huang worriedly whispered.

A trap?

"Doesn’t matter. They can’t kill me anyway."

"Bro, I can die. I’m scared of dying."

"Scared of what? I’m here, aren’t I?"

"Don’t worry. I’ll collect your corpse—won’t leave you rotting in the wild."

"Damn… bro, you’re the best."

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