Best Young Master

Chapter 1748: Chapter 1615: Encountering the Sloppy Elder Again

The headquarters of the Treasure Pavilion is located in Tenglong State of the Central Domain, one of the nine major states of the Central Domain.

Tenglong State boasts majestic mountains and rivers, with breathtaking scenery and an abundance of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. The mountain ranges resemble soaring dragons, emitting a rich Dragon Energy, making it an ideal Holy Land for cultivators!

However—

Tenglong State does not have any large powers like a Holy Land, only some small sects that all rely on the protection of one superpower.

The Treasure Pavilion!

As one of the two forces larger than the Di Clan and the Holy Land, the Treasure Pavilion holds a vital position in the entire Tenglong State and throughout the Central Domain.

The Three Great Dynasties also do not underestimate such a powerful force.

However, the Treasure Pavilion has no ambitions and poses no threat to any power, ensuring its smooth survival and expansion.

Qianyuan City is an unremarkable small city in Tenglong State, with a population of less than 100,000 and very few cultivators, appearing particularly desolate.

"Sister Yaling, where exactly is the headquarters of the Treasure Pavilion?"

Walking on the stone-paved street, Ye Fan asked Yaling beside him in confusion.

He had expected to appear directly at the headquarters of the Treasure Pavilion after traversing the void from the Immortal Academy, but unexpectedly ended up in this bumble city, which explains his confusion.

By common logic, a grand force like the Treasure Pavilion should have a headquarters as magnificent as the Di Clan and the Holy Land. Why would it be in such a dilapidated city?

"Be patient, will you? We’ll be there soon!"

Yaling said, "Do you think our Treasure Pavilion flaunts itself like other Holy Lands?"

After being reproached by Yaling, Ye Fan became completely docile, following silently, no longer asking questions.

Soon, the two left the city, soaring into the air, flying southwestward, with mountains and lands retreating beneath their feet constantly.

"Roar~"

From time to time, Ye Fan could hear the cries of apes, the roars of tigers, and the bellows of various Xuan Beasts. Most of Tenglong State is uninhabited primitive forest, with human settlements like stars in the sky, insignificant compared to the entire Tenglong State.

Four hours later, they had flown over 10,000 miles and finally stopped at a Soaring Dragon Land.

Ye Fan used the Dragon Seeking Skill to observe and found this place to be indeed extraordinary, with nine Dragon Veins converging here, truly a Holy Land of Jiu Long Pilgrimage.

Even during the day, the area was enveloped in a layer of smoke and purple haze. Even an ordinary person could live for one to two hundred years in such an environment without issue.

This region spans several hundred miles, but in the vast Tenglong State, it is no more than a drop in the ocean, completely inconspicuous.

Ye Fan sighed, this land is overwhelmingly vast, so incomparable to Earth, like a myth.

There is a not-very-high hill where the heads of the nine Dragon Veins converge, resembling a dragon pearl. However, without the Dragon Seeking Skill, nothing abnormal could be seen even at close range.

In front of the hill, Yaling took out a simple Jade Pendant inscribed with the characters ’Yaling’, carved by the old Pavilion Master of Treasure Pavilion, sealed within with a unique mark of the Treasure Pavilion.

Wow!

As Yaling raised the Jade Pendant, a flash of light swept over, and the scene before them transformed, bringing them into a foreign space.

The mountains stood magnificent and steep, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi misted like clouds, making Ye Fan feel as if he had arrived in the Immortal Realm.

Spiritual Springs gurgled through the mountains, strange flowers and Yao Grass ran rampant, and birds and beasts were unperturbed by humans.

Amidst this landscape, an enormous ancient city rose from the ground, blending seamlessly with nature, teeming with spiritual essence, filled with supreme Dragon Energy.

"Could this be... a space created by an Ancient Supreme Strongman?"

Ye Fan was astonished, the Treasure Pavilion certainly has grand scale; such a headquarters is impossible for ordinary people to find, let alone enter.

"Who goes there?"

From a beautiful mountain peak ahead came a shout.

"It’s me, Yaling!"

Yaling answered solemnly after collecting her smile.

Several figures flew down from the peak, landing in front of them. Each had exceptional cultivation, akin to disciples from a Holy Land outside.

"Ah, it’s the young lady." One of them checked the Jade Pendant and allowed the two to proceed.

"Sister Yaling, the rules here are so strict? Even you, the future Pavilion Master, need to be checked?" Ye Fan teased Yaling with a laugh.

"This is to prevent anyone else from sneaking in. Even for me, without a Jade Pendant, I wouldn’t be able to pass." Yaling said earnestly.

Ye Fan was speechless; the Treasure Pavilion’s security measures were thorough enough, even requiring the Pavilion Master to check the Jade Pendant. If it were lost, wouldn’t that spell trouble?

This space constitutes its own world, extremely vast. The further they walked, the more beautiful the scenery became, with stunning landscapes at every turn.

On the mountain peaks, before the waterfalls, amidst the pavilions, palaces, and towers, Ancient Vines and ancient trees, strange flowers and herbs dotted everywhere.

"Little lass, you’ve been away for a while. Are you still adapting outside?"

Ye Fan and Yaling encountered various seniors who joked and bantered along the way, to which Yaling responded with utmost respect, a stark contrast to her demeanor in the academy.

Entering the ancient city, Yaling directly led Ye Fan to the reception hall.

News of their arrival had already been reported, so they encountered no obstacles on the way and soon reached the reception hall.

Ye Fan glanced around the reception hall; it was grand, quaint, and elegant, with every piece of furniture exuding the essence of Time, each bearing histories of several thousand, even tens of thousands of years.

At the center of the reception hall sat a middle-aged man dressed simply; despite the absence of rich apparel, he naturally emanated the aura of a leader.

"Grandfather, I’ve brought the person you wanted."

Yaling, pulling Ye Fan with her, stepped into the reception hall and addressed the middle-aged man.

"Ye Fan, this is my grandfather, Yayun Peak, the current Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion." Yaling introduced Ye Fan.

"Hello, old master!"

Ye Fan’s manners were impeccable, leaving no room for criticism.

"Very good, indeed a hero emerges from youth. It seems Yaling’s judgment back then was very accurate; she saw your tremendous potential. Sit down!"

Treasure Pavilion Master Yayun Peak shot two profound beams of light from his eyes as he assessed Ye Fan and said with a smile.

"May I ask what instructions the old master has for me?"

Ye Fan sat down graciously at his designated spot, asking curiously.

Hmm?

Yaling’s eyes also brightened; she didn’t know why her grandfather insisted on bringing Ye Fan back to meet him.

Logically, even if Ye Fan is outstanding, without reaching a certain level of strength, he wouldn’t attract her grandfather’s attention.

"This time there are two main reasons for your visit. The first isn’t because I want to see you, but because two seniors want to meet you. I’m merely a messenger." Yayun Peak said self-deprecatingly.

"Uh..."

Ye Fan was taken aback; to be addressed as ’seniors’ by the Pavilion Master of Treasure Pavilion must mean they are no ordinary individuals. Who could it be?

He didn’t think he knew any formidable seniors.

Old Bastard?

Impossible!

If Old Bastard wanted to see him, he would have said so directly without needing Treasure Pavilion to relay the message.

Moreover, before coming here, he had already seen Old Bastard, and everything had been discussed; there was no need for redundancy.

"And what is the second matter?" Ye Fan asked.

He didn’t ask who wanted to see him; since Yayun Peak wasn’t saying, there must be a reason. If he could tell, he would do so without being prompted.

"As for the second matter..."

Yayun Peak pondered for a moment and said, "Take care of the first matter first, and we’ll discuss the second once it’s handled."

"Alright!"

Ye Fan was genuinely curious about who wanted to use a power like Treasure Pavilion to meet him.

"Follow me; I’ll take you to see them."

Yayun Peak stood up, glanced at Yaling, and said, "Ling, you should go see your parents; they miss you dearly."

"Understood, Grandpa."

Yaling was very compliant in front of her grandfather, agreeing promptly before giving Ye Fan a look and heading out.

Ye Fan followed Yayun Peak out of the reception room and into a grand hall, which was spacious and empty.

Standing in the hall, Yayun Peak’s expression was solemn as he waved his hands, sketching a mystical rune in the void, then shouted, "Open!"

Gradually, a portal appeared in the void, shrouded in white mist, obscuring what lay inside.

Ye Fan was utterly amazed by this mysterious technique; this wasn’t the outside world but a separate realm, a space carved out by an Ancient Supreme. To open a new space within such a realm was simply unbelievable.

"Enter!"

Yayun Peak said indifferently, "This space is the true foundation of Treasure Pavilion. Two seniors await you inside!"

"Whoo~"

Ye Fan regained his composure from his shock, took a deep breath, and stepped into the portal without hesitation.

After a brief spell of disorientation, Ye Fan’s view cleared; it was a very small space, covering only a few hundred miles, insignificant compared to the one outside.

"Little fellow, over here!"

As Ye Fan was stunned, a familiar and old voice sounded in his ear.

Hmm?

Ye Fan followed the voice, and saw a Sloppy Elder, comparable to Jigong, sitting on a stone drum beneath a sturdy pine tree, beckoning him with the aroma of wine wafting in the breeze.

"Old master, is it you?"

Ye Fan’s heart trembled violently.

He recognized the Sloppy Elder before him.

Back then, when he was cornered by Qing Family Ancestor, it was the Sloppy Elder who rescued him, repelled Qing Daoyuan, and told him about various matters concerning the Southern Domain Genius Competition; subsequently, he repeatedly aided him in transforming peril into safety...

This debt of gratitude Ye Fan had never forgotten; meeting him now was especially moving.

"Come have a drink with me!"

The Sloppy Elder gestured to Ye Fan with a large chicken leg in one hand and a bowl of wine in the other.

On the stone table before him were peanuts, roasted chicken, and various pub foods scattered about, the entire table was a mess.

Across from the Sloppy Elder was another wine bowl, half-filled with liquor, clear evidence that he had been drinking with someone, though the drinking companion was not present.

"Xiao Fan..."

Just as Ye Fan reached the pine tree, an old voice behind him spoke, and an elder in a coarse long gown walked over.

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