Chapter 159: Something Like a Dog

A warm feeling filled Yao Wuchen's heart at Jun Wushuang's words.

Even though Jun Wushuang was currently just a young junior in the Celestial and Human Realm, in Yao Wuchen's eyes, he was an alchemy senior whom he needed to look up to. If Jun Wushuang was willing to elevate and guide him, perhaps there would truly come a day when he could return to his sect in glory!

The Moonlight Dao Boat set forth once more.

Before long, the Sacred Ground of Profound Yellow came into view.

Endless mountain ranges towered majestically, standing like towering deities that involuntarily evoked a sense of human insignificance. Rushing rivers meandered around the bases of the mountains, their rising mist swirling like a colossal water dragon with overwhelming might. Mountains and rivers complemented one another, and from afar, it resembled an exquisite landscape ink painting.

Moreover, the spiritual energy within the Sacred Ground of Profound Yellow was dense, suffused with myriad rays of rosy clouds and gathered mists, creating a divine and serene atmosphere that inspired yearning.

"Using the mountains and rivers as a foundation, connecting heaven and earth—what a magnificent Nine-Winding Landscape Sacred Formation!"

Jun Wushuang's gaze was piercing; beneath his Purple-Eyed Demonic Pupils, he perceived the grand protective formation of the Sacred Ground. This sacred formation was exceptionally vast and profoundly intricate. If presided over by a true Saint, even if ten Saints descended in person, it would be difficult to shatter the formation or inflict any harm upon the sacred ground.

"Master, the Sacred Ground of Profound Yellow has been passed down for three thousand years with a profound history. Both its Sacred Lord and Great Elder are powerhouses in the Saint Realm, ranking near the very top among the Ten Great Sacred Grounds," Yao Wuchen murmured softly, introducing the place to Jun Wushuang.

Swish!

At this moment, a rainbow streaked through the air with a whistling sound, landing right before the Moonlight Dao Boat.

The newcomer was a woman dressed in purple. She possessed delicate features and a well-proportioned figure, her entire being radiating a nimble and agile grace akin to a butterfly flitting among flowers, truly breathtaking.

However, the arrogance hidden deep within the purple-clad woman's eyes made one instantly dislike her.

She exuded an air of supreme haughtiness!

"What people are you?"

Though the purple-clad woman possessed only the cultivation of the Marquis Realm, she stood defiantly in the path of the Moonlight Dao Boat, showing not a shred of fear toward Yao Wuchen, who was in the Heavenly King Realm.

"We are alchemists, here to heal the Sacred Lady!" Yao Wuchen declared his identity and stated the purpose of their visit.

"Since you are an Alchemy King, you are barely qualified to treat my sister. Follow me in!"

The purple-clad woman looked Yao Wuchen up and down before gesturing with her nose in the air.

Following the purple-clad woman, the two of them entered the Sacred Ground of Profound Yellow.

Not only was the spiritual energy here exceptionally rich, but there were also numerous cultivation holy lands. Using his Purple-Eyed Demonic Pupils, Jun Wushuang observed that beneath the sacred ground lay a top-tier spiritual vein resembling a coiled dragon and horned serpent.

As expected of one of the Eastern Domain's Ten Great Sacred Grounds, it was countless times superior to the Great Qian Dynasty. If he could cultivate here, Jun Wushuang was confident he could break through to the Marquis Realm within a month even without any saintly herbs.

The purple-clad woman led Jun Wushuang and his companion to a resplendent and magnificent hall, a place specifically designated for hosting alchemists.

By the time Jun Wushuang and Yao Wuchen arrived, quite a few alchemists had already gathered there.褚 Danqing and Tang Yuanming, whom they had encountered on the road earlier, were also present.

"Oh? You old dog, you really do have a tenacious life. You actually managed to crawl all the way here."

Sensing something amiss,褚 Danqing raised his eyes and caught sight of Yao Wuchen, immediately letting out a cold and mocking sneer. His words instantly drew the attention of everyone present, turning all eyes toward them.

"Come, come, let me introduce him to everyone!"

At a subtle cue from褚 Danqing, Tang Yuanming strode forward deliberately to capture the crowd's attention.

"You may not have seen this alchemist before, but you must have heard of his grand name. He is none other than the Holy Son of our Heavenly Dan Sacred Sect from fifty years ago, Yao Wuchen!"

The Holy Son from fifty years ago! Yao Wuchen!

A wave of shock rippled through the crowd, and various strange and scrutinizing gazes fell upon Yao Wuchen.

Among the alchemists who had arrived this time, only a small fraction were relatively young, while the majority were gray-haired seniors of the older generation. They had naturally heard of Yao Wuchen's name.

"He is Yao Wuchen? I heard that fifty years ago, his alchemy failed and he suffered severe injuries, leading to his expulsion from the Heavenly Dan Sacred Sect. After that, he vanished without a trace. I never expected him to show up this time."

"Hmph, the title of Holy Son is a matter of fifty years ago. How much alchemy skill does he have left now? In my opinion, he's merely here to try his luck."

"A former Holy Son reduced to a cripple—how pathetic. But a cripple should at least have some self-awareness. Why come here? Could it possibly be that he thinks he can cure the Sacred Lady of Profound Yellow?"

The crowd sneered and jeered, their gazes filled with malice.

This was precisely the outcome褚 Danqing desired. Due to certain constraints, he could not simply take Yao Wuchen's life outright, but he would certainly never miss an opportunity to humiliate and suppress him.

The more glorious Yao Wuchen had been back then, the greater the rush of pleasure he felt in crushing him now. Looking at the person he once had to look up to, now trampled beneath his feet, brought him immense satisfaction.

"褚 Danqing, is this how you discipline your disciples?"

Having his old scars torn open in public, Yao Wuchen's face turned immensely pale and ugly. He stared coldly at褚 Danqing and rebuked him sharply.

"Old dog, what kind of thing are you, daring to question my master!"

Before褚 Danqing could speak, Tang Yuanming snapped like a mad dog. Being younger, he had not witnessed Yao Wuchen's former glory with his own eyes, and with褚 Danqing as his backing, he held no fear whatsoever toward the Yao Wuchen before him.

"The current you is no longer the Holy Son of our Heavenly Dan Sacred Sect, but merely a stray dog. If you know what's good for you, obediently bow your head and apologize to my master. Perhaps my master, out of regard for past sentiments, might still throw you a bone and help you a little.

"Besides, the Sacred Lady's illness this time is not something a cripple like you can treat. I advise you to crawl back to wherever you came from and stop daydreaming!"

Tang Yuanming spoke with absolute conviction, brimming with smugness.

Shifting his gaze, he looked toward the purple-clad woman.

"Lady Luoyan, you are the biological sister of the Sacred Lady. Surely you don't want this cripple to treat your sister, do you?

"You must know that the Sacred Lady's condition worsens by the day; every moment of delay brings another layer of danger. He is already a cripple, and even if he still retains a shred of strength, he has long since fallen behind and is utterly useless.

"My master, on the other hand, is an Elder of the Heavenly Dan Sacred Sect and a genuine Alchemy Emperor. Only through my master's intervention is there any hope of curing your sister. Therefore, I suggest driving them out immediately and forbidding them from ever stepping foot into the Sacred Ground of Profound Yellow again, lest they desecrate this sacred place."

The purple-clad woman was named Xiao Luoyan, the younger sister of the Sacred Lady Xiao Chenyu. Hearing Tang Yuanming's words, her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Initially, she truly had not known Yao Wuchen's identity; she had simply brought him in because he appeared to be an Alchemy King. To think he was an expelled outcast of the Heavenly Dan Sacred Sect!

At this thought, the look of aversion in Xiao Luoyan's eyes grew even stronger. Just as Tang Yuanming had said, since there was already an Alchemy Emperor from the Heavenly Dan Sacred Sect present, why bother with a disgraced outcast?

Instantly, Xiao Luoyan parted her lips, intending to expel Yao Wuchen.

Swish!

At that very moment, a figure moved with lightning speed, charging straight out and rushing directly in front of Tang Yuanming.

Slap!

A merciless and vicious slap landed squarely across Tang Yuanming's face, sending him flying through the air.

"A mere dog, how dare you bark?"