Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 625: Chapter 386 Long Yin Gathering (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Guo Jia and Sima Yi)_2

In his hand, he held a black spirit talisman, the very one Zhao Sheng had activated earlier.

The middle-aged man looked at the uninvited guest with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, sizing him up before asking in a deep voice, “Who are you, and why do you possess this talisman?”

Zhao Sheng spoke in an indifferent tone, “Where is Zhao Jingyun?”

Upon hearing the name Zhao Jingyun, the middle-aged man was startled, but his expression remained unchanged.

“Who is Zhao Jingyun? You must be mistaken. This place is the ancestral land of the Xuan Family; I’ve never heard the name Zhao Jingyun here.”

Zhao Sheng’s lips twitched slightly as he counter-questioned, “Has Zhao Jingyun never mentioned that he has a senior brother?”

The white-haired middle-aged man was initially taken aback but then his expression cleared, showing a look of surprise and delight as he asked eagerly,

“Could it be that you are Master Zhen Yan? Please, come in and let’s talk!”

He then stepped aside, making a welcoming gesture.

Zhao Sheng did not hesitate and followed the middle-aged man boldly into the manor.

The center of this manor was a large circular plaza, surrounded by layers of green stone buildings, thick and rustic, with traces of moss, evidencing years of weathering.

In the center of the plaza stood a solemn statue with sharply defined features, looking somewhat familiar…

The statue faced a majestic and solemn green stone palace.

Within two breaths, Zhao Sheng and the middle-aged man flew one after the other into the palace, arriving at a grand hall deep within.

The grand hall was quite spacious; the main seat above was empty, and a historical painting hung on the central wall, depicting a lake beside which stood a young man, his face identical to the statue outside.

At that moment, five people were sitting around a circular table in the middle of the hall.

The five individuals had distinct appearances with their energies concealed, resembling ordinary people.

Zhao Sheng glanced at them and instantly perceived the cultivation and faces of all five individuals.

Next to the main seat sat a plump man with a jolly face, resembling Maitreya Buddha reincarnated.

To the right of the plump man sat a mysterious man wearing a silver mask.

Directly opposite to the masked man was a slender woman in a Daoist robe, with a tiny cinnabar mole between her eyebrows.

The last two were an old man with youthful features and gray hair, and an unremarkable young man.

The Maitreya Buddha fatty, the masked man, and the Daoist robe woman were all at the middle stage of the Golden Core, while the other two were merely at the early stage of the Golden Core.

At a glance, Zhao Sheng knew that none of the five had their true appearances, having disguised themselves just like him.

Upon seeing a nine-foot tall man with a dark face brought into the hall, four of the people’s expressions showed surprise, only the youthful-faced elderly man suddenly stood up.

“Senior brother, you’ve arrived quickly. Has the task been completed?”

The rest, upon hearing this, showed a moment of realization and involuntarily looked sideways at Zhao Sheng.

Without a doubt, this youthful-faced elderly man was Zhao Jingtian in disguise.

Zhao Sheng nodded and flipped his hand, revealing a three-foot-long, luminescent white jade scorpion tail in his palm.

With this radiant white jade scorpion tail, no further proof was necessary.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingyun burst into laughter, quickly waving at Zhao Sheng, “Senior brother, come over here and sit.”

Zhao Sheng nodded, his form flickering as he sat beside Zhao Jingyun on a stone chair.

At this moment, the middle-aged man also found a seat and sat down.

The hall quickly became quiet, as if no one intended to speak.

After a while, the main seat flickered with light, and suddenly there appeared a thin Taoist priest in plain robes with an ancient face.

“Master!”

“Ancestor!”

“Dragon Master!”

Upon the appearance of the old Taoist priest, the seven people immediately stood up and bowed, calling out each title.

The Taoist clad in a simple robe was none other than the current leader of the Dragon Roar Organization, and also a Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Zhao Family’s “You” generation, truly named Zhao Youxuan.

Among the seven people present, the Maitreya Buddha fatty and the Daoist-robed woman were not members of the Zhao Clan, but disciples under this simple-robed Taoist.