Noticing the change in True Lord Xuan Yang's expression, Old Ancestor Xuanming suddenly frowned and looked toward him with some confusion.
"Er..."
The newcomer indeed looked excessively young, but this was Dream Cloud Realm, after all...
A place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers reside, and Prodigies emerge in succession.
Even if some young Prodigy were to jump out with incredible foundation and combat power, it would be perfectly normal.
Why would it cause a dignified The Main Seat to lose composure like this?
In truth, one could not blame him for thinking this way.
When they were in that world.
Although he had heard that the Great Tang had produced an extraordinary Young Man, who even later replaced someone like Wang Canglan... how could he have the leisure to personally pay attention to the appearance of a Junior?
And how could he have imagined?
That the terrifying existence before him, who had casually suppressed and killed the Eight-Child Great Demon, was actually that young girl they had spoken of as having decent talent?
Inside and outside the prison cell.
The atmosphere fell into a strange, deathly silence.
Jiang Yuechu's expression was calm; she simply observed the two people in the cell quietly without speaking.
Lin Feiyan, who was standing behind her, poked her head out and looked left and right.
Seeing that this unfathomable Guest Elder remained silent for a long time.
Lin Feiyan's thoughts suddenly shifted.
That's right... Guest Elder Jiang had always acted decisively and coldly; she would never waste words if she could use force.
Such trivial tasks as interrogating backgrounds and negotiating were certainly not things she was good at.
Lin Feiyan's eyes lit up slightly.
Finally, there was a place where she could be of use!
She was, after all, a Personal Disciple of the Jieqing Sect; she couldn't just be a spectator the whole way, could she?
At that moment.
Lin Feiyan stepped out half a step from behind Jiang Yuechu.
She cleared her throat affectedly, tried hard to straighten her back, and put on an experienced air.
"Ahem... We are members of the Jieqing Sect. Who are you? How did you end up being locked up here by them?"
"Jieqing Sect?!"
Hearing this name.
Old Ancestor Xuanming's heart jolted violently.
He had just heard True Lord Xuan Yang mention... that it seemed the nearest Dao Sect in the vicinity was the Jieqing Sect?
To possess such a great reputation in Dream Cloud Realm, its foundation must be unfathomable.
No wonder the other party had such imposing power; it turned out to be a Prodigy from the Jieqing Sect who had arrived in person!
Thinking of this.
Old Ancestor Xuanming instantly withdrew the distracting thoughts from his eyes, and his attitude became incomparably respectful.
He subconsciously glanced at True Lord Xuan Yang beside him.
Seeing that he was still in that dazed, disheartened state, he knew he couldn't count on him, nor could he worry about him for the moment.
He hurriedly braced his weak body and bowed to the two young girls outside the cell door: "So it is a Senior from the Dao Sect... In reply to Senior, we are merely destitute Loose Cultivators with no sect in Dream Cloud Realm. We were traveling near this valley some days ago and unfortunately fell victim to the demons, which is why we were captured and brought here."
Lin Feiyan frowned.
"Loose Cultivators?"
She followed the lead and continued to press: "Since you are Loose Cultivators with no sect, why would the Southern Immortal Palace go to such great lengths to capture you?"
"Er..."
Hearing this inquiry, Old Ancestor Xuanming paused slightly.
From the situation of how he and True Lord Xuan Yang were captured, the identity of being boundary-breakers was too sensitive; their origin from the Lower Realm must absolutely not be revealed.
If they confessed truthfully, who knew if the people of the Jieqing Sect would develop some other ideas.
He could only find a pretext to gloss over it.
Old Ancestor Xuanming coughed twice, a bitter expression on his face: "Senior may not know this, although the two of us are Loose Cultivators, we happened to pass by a certain place in our early years."
"That Second Young Master learned of this from somewhere unknown and sent his subordinate Great Demons to abduct us, insisting that an object of dao integration had once appeared in that area... and wanted to force us to reveal the whereabouts of that object of dao integration."
"But our cultivation is low; how would we know what object of dao integration had appeared? Even if we had truly seen it, how would we have the Opportunity to seize such a precious treasure..."
This explanation was half-true and half-false.
It did fit the common treasure-seizing practices in Dream Cloud Realm.
Lin Feiyan listened and revealed a look of sudden realization.
"So that's how it is... The Southern Immortal Palace truly acts in a domineering manner."
Jiang Yuechu looked at her with some speechlessness.
Then she said calmly: "Alright... I actually don't have much time. True Lord Xuan Yang, is it? Just tell me directly what happened."
As soon as these words were spoken.
The air inside and outside the cell suddenly went still.
Old Ancestor Xuanming widened his eyes and looked at the two of them dumbly.
"No..."
"You mean you two know each other?"
"Then wasn't that whole made-up story just now extremely ridiculous?"
Lin Feiyan, having reacted, realized she had been played.
She glared angrily at the old man.
Old Ancestor Xuanming's old face flushed slightly; he stroked his beard in embarrassment and turned his head slightly, not daring to look her in the eye.
"..."
Hearing that cold, clear voice.
True Lord Xuan Yang finally recovered from his daze.
He slowly raised his head, the girl's face reflected in his pupils.
After a brief shock, he began to calculate silently in his heart.
Listening to the conversation between the two just now, it was obvious that Jiang Yuechu had already joined the Jieqing Sect.
And judging by Lin Feiyan's attitude... she had even attained a not-so-low position.
"But..."
"On what basis?"
True Lord Xuan Yang subconsciously clenched his fists.
Why should a Junior who was once only in the Ascending the Tower Realm in that world.
Upon arriving in this Dream Cloud Realm, be able to leap up and become an existence looking down from above.
While he, a dignified The Main Seat, has been reduced to the existence of a prisoner?!
In terms of talent, in terms of Dao Heart.
As a The Main Seat of a Dao Lineage, he naturally would not think his own talent could be any worse.
"Luck... Yes!"
"It must be luck!"
It must be that she was lucky, happening to land on the edge of the Jieqing Sect's territory.
As a behemoth in this world, the Dao Sect had a profound foundation; just giving a little Opportunity could cause one's cultivation to skyrocket.
This was also very normal!
If he had been luckier and swapped situations with her...
Perhaps at this moment, the positions of the two could also be swapped.
However... True Lord Xuan Yang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unwillingness in his heart.
Since fate played tricks on people, to survive at present, he still had to rely on this lucky Junior before him.
At that moment, he straightened his messy robes and tried his best to make his expression appear calm: "Long time no see, Jiang Yuechu, Junior Friend Jiang..."
"Hmm?"
"Junior Friend Jiang?"
Hearing True Lord Xuan Yang's form of address, Lin Feiyan was slightly stunned.
As everyone knew, on the path of the Dao, the Realms were incomparably complex.
Things like Ascending the Tower, Chess Player, and even above the Painting Realm, were all sorts of varieties.
But when all was said and done, if it really came down to the social conventions of the cultivation world, it could be summarized into nothing more than four types of Realms.
The first type, the Ant Realm.
Cultivation is low and weak; one must lower their head upon seeing people, with life and death in the hands of others.
The second type, the Fellow Daoist Realm.
Both sides' cultivation and foundation are similar, with mutual wariness; upon meeting, they cup their hands and call each other Fellow Daoist, living in harmony.
The third type, the Senior Realm.
Upon encountering those mighty beings with heaven-reaching cultivation, no matter how unwilling one is in their heart, they must honestly lower their head and respectfully call them Senior.
As for this last type.
It is this Junior Friend Realm.