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Chapter 453 Tianhu Mountain

Chen Yu hadn't expected the Xuanqing Sect to descend the mountain and directly involve themselves in secular affairs.

Back at the Dongming Canyon, the Heavenly Master Long Tian had already extended an olive branch to him.

Now they were openly helping him against the Knights of the Round Table.

It seemed the Xuanqing Sect was truly keen on getting him to join.

Chen Yu glanced at the large screen in the conference room, which had already listed all the families of the Knights of the Round Table. It looked like Tong Ming had also done a lot of preparation during this time.

With the Xuanqing Sect as an external support, dealing with the Knights of the Round Table had become much easier.

His presence here surely wouldn't be of much help; it might even cause trouble.

After all, it wasn't just the Knights of the Round Table who bore a grudge against him.

Chen Yu didn't say much. He simply bowed deeply and left the place with the young Daoist.

The two did not linger in the imperial capital for long, opting instead to board an enclosed RV.

"Mr. Chen, you can take a good sleep here, and when you wake up, we'll have arrived at Tianhu Mountain,"

The vehicle was equipped with a full set of bedding. Upon lying down, Chen Yu felt a soft embrace, and an odd fragrance wafted through the space.

After taking a light sniff, Chen Yu knew it was a kind of sedative.

Thinking about it, it had been a very long time since he had slept properly.

Since the Xuanqing Sect had arranged everything, he should not disappoint their good intentions!

He took a deep breath and fell straight into sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the vehicle's door reopened, and they had already arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Chen Yu had never heard of Tianhu Mountain before, nor did he know what it really was.

He only saw that the great mountain before his eyes was shrouded in mist, appearing like a land of immortals, with a mirror-like vast lake at its base.

The lake's surface was tranquil and clear to the bottom.

The lotuses and duckweeds growing on the water were motionless as if they were fixed in place.

"Mr. Chen, the Heavenly Masters are waiting for you on the mountain. Please follow me!"

Chen Yu nodded and followed the young Daoist up the mountain.

As they reached halfway up the mountain, a cacophony of loud noises reached his ears.

"Sweet and silky tofu pudding here!"

"Mutton soup!"

"Antiques and calligraphy, don't miss out as you pass by!"

...

Chen Yu frowned in confusion. Did this seem like a market?

The young Daoist suddenly stopped and respectfully performed a Daoist salutation.

"Mr. Chen, please rest here for a while and have some food. I will come back to fetch you later!"

Chen Yu nodded and walked directly to a mutton stall.

"Boss, give me a sheep's head!"

The stall owner, a man in his forties wearing a Daoist hat and dressed in a disheveled manner.

He wore a string of Copper Coins tied together with red thread around his neck.

The boss cheerfully responded and promptly served up two dismantled sheep heads.

"Brother, it's your first time up the mountain, isn't it?"

Chen Yu smiled and replied, "Boss, judging by your attire, you should also be a Daoist, right? Why are you selling mutton here?"

The boss laughed heartily.

"Kid, you've let worldly irritations cloud your eyes! Who says a Taoist can't buy mutton? Besides, we of the Zhengyi Sect don't abstain from meat and fish!"

Chen Yu suddenly felt a bit embarrassed; he had indeed thought too much.

The boss patted his shoulder and then sat down beside him.

"I know you, Long Tian, the Heavenly Master, previously brought back your portrait, and all of us have taken the time to match faces with you."

Chen Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Match faces?"

A long time ago, the knowledge system the system rewarded him with included the Metaphysics System.

But to him, these things were merely knowledge in his head, never deeply researched.

So when he heard the word "match faces," he was quite surprised.

The boss immediately grabbed his cheek and slowly traced upwards.

"Young man, not only is your facial structure remarkable, your bone structure is one in ten thousand as well! You're definitely qualified to join our Xuanqing Sect."

Chen Yu was in a bit of pain from the boss's grip.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw a little girl hastily run over, dumping a pile of calligraphy and paintings on the ground.

"Cheap sale! Would any kind-hearted people buy a couple?"

All the vendors and passersby around them swarmed over, and the mutton-selling uncle also ran to the front, without even looking, he picked up two paintings and was ready to pay.

Chen Yu was full of questions. Doing business here seemed too easy—people were giving money with just a few shouts?

As he was pondering, a middle-aged man surrounded by a throng of bodyguards walked over with an arrogant air.

The health balls he spun in his hand collided and chimed continuously, creating a clear sound.

Yet, this sound, to the listeners' ears, brought a dizzying sensation.

Chen Yu slowly stood up and carefully observed the middle-aged man, noticing that the health balls in his hand were engraved with a multitude of strange runes.

"I really didn't expect the Xuanqing Sect to still look like this, no wonder you can't compete with other organizations!"

The man's voice was exceptionally scornful, causing displeasure among the crowd.

Two of them were even about to step forward and confront him physically.

The man didn't care about that, he pushed through the crowd, squatted in front of the little girl, and casually picked up a painting to look at.

"I thought it was something precious, but after all this fuss, they're just modern replicas. With such stuff, you dare to sell them here! Take them all away," he commanded.

His bodyguards immediately stepped forward, about to take away all the calligraphy and paintings the girl had brought.

Chen Yu couldn't stand by and watch any longer; he flashed forward, shielding the girl.

"My friend, this girl has come all the way here to sell her paintings with great effort. Isn't this a bit too much?"

The man sized up Chen Yu from head to toe: "What are you? Daring to meddle in my business? Get out of the way now, or I'll throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves."

The people around them, upon hearing these words, immediately stepped forward and surrounded the man tightly.

Chen Yu was someone the old Heavenly Master on the mountain specifically instructed them to protect; they couldn't let any misfortune befall him.

The middle-aged man realized that something was amiss and hurriedly backed away a few steps.

"What do you think you're doing? Is this how the Xuanqing Sect treats a guest?" he asked.

The mutton-selling uncle rolled up his sleeves.

"Kid, I've tolerated you for a long time. You come here every so often, and when failing to become a disciple, you slander our Xuanqing Sect! Disrespecting the sect like this, we should've dumped you in the lake long ago."

These words immediately resonated with the bystanders, who started reproaching the middle-aged man.

Chen Yu hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

"Everyone! I shouldn't interfere with the dispute between this man and the Xuanqing Sect, but since I have intervened in the matter between him and this young girl, I must see it through. Please grant me some space," he requested.

Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately made way, clearing a large area.

Chen Yu didn't hesitate, spreading out all the calligraphy and paintings the girl had brought on the ground, arranging them in order.