Jinglong City, a once quiet border town, was now bustling with activity.
The Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty's Second Princess, Shen Luowan, arrived in her Azure Feather Chariot.
Since the Dragon Vein Secret Realm emerged, she had been secretly dispatched here by the Immortal Dynasty, ostensibly to investigate the cause of the Dragon Vein's activity, but in reality, she had other intentions.
“He… why hasn’t he arrived yet?”
She stood at the top of a tall building, her robes fluttering, gazing towards the Ancient Immortal Court in the southwest.
Actually, Shen Luowan didn't have any grand schemes regarding the Dragon Vein Secret Realm.
The main reason was that too many Daoist factions were involved, and it wasn't on her own territory, so how difficult would it be to get a share of the spoils?
She was currently only at the eighth layer of the King Sealing Realm, which was still somewhat low in the Dragon Vein Secret Realm, making her powerless to influence the overall situation.
It would be better to plan for the Immortal Ancient Ruins that would appear later.
She had intended to use this opportunity to get closer to Jiang Ye, but he had not appeared… Meanwhile, Jiang Ye had already changed his appearance and was mingling in Jinglong City.
Initially, Jiang Ye had asked Su Hongye for a disguise technique.
But he never expected it.
Su Hongye's disguise technique was extremely refined; even he couldn't detect any abnormalities.
“Mother made many enemies when she roamed the Myriad Domains of the Heavens, so she studied this Dao extensively. You can take it and use it.”
Jiang Ye looked at Su Hongye at the time, clearly recalling many past events.
However, judging by her smile… she probably had tricked quite a few people… He had Su Qingmeng give him an identity: “Su Yun,” a direct descendant of the Ancient Su Family, with an exceptionally handsome appearance.
Jiang Ye sensed Ye Qingyun's location; he was on a nearby pavilion platform, chatting with a Cultivator whose aura was profound.
Through his observations during this period, the man Ye Qingyun had befriended seemed to have an unusual background.
His name was Xiao Fan. At first, Jiang Ye thought he was another Protagonist of Destiny.
But now, as he approached the restaurant, he hadn't received any broadcast from the System.
Xiao Fan had befriended Ye Qingyun half a month ago, and at that time, Qing Xuan had specifically investigated his identity.
Xiao Fan's name was indeed real, and his background was traceable.
However, Qing Xuan had reported that this person's resume was very ordinary, and the Heaven Guard had also secretly investigated; his cultivation was very ordinary, with no abnormalities.
But there was one point Jiang Ye was very clear about: Tian Yin would definitely seek out Ye Qingyun.
The reason, of course, was the transformation dao stone.
Therefore, everyone around Ye Qingyun could be a big problem.
“Hey, kid, you’re blocking the way!”
A burly man yelled menacingly, his eyes wide with fury, about to throw a punch.
But the moment he moved, his body suddenly froze, and he stood as if struck by lightning, dumbfounded.
Jiang Ye slowly turned around, his expression calm, his light golden eyes as tranquil as water.
In his gaze towards the ruffian, a faint Divine Light surged.
In just an instant, his Divine Soul power transformed into a streak of flowing light, drifting out from between his brows.
It swept across the opponent's forehead, like the parting of clouds to reveal the sun, causing the burly man's face to change drastically as he retreated repeatedly.
This scene was coincidentally witnessed by a young man in green robes on a nearby restaurant balcony.
Ye Qingyun.
A faint, eerie glow flickered in his eyes, but his expression remained impassive.
The moment that streak of light passed, he felt a strange Divine Soul fluctuation, not one of killing intent, but possessing a vast power of creation, seemingly some ancient Divine Conferment Secret Art.
His Sea of Consciousness also trembled slightly in response.
“This art… it’s not an ordinary Divine Sense technique. How can it be so profound?”
His heart tightened, but a subtle, strange emotion also arose within him.
It wasn't vigilance, but an indescribable sense of familiarity.
Jiang Ye wore a faint smile as he looked at the burly man before him; the actor was quite good.
With a gentle wave of his hand, he unleashed a powerful force onto the burly man, who fell to the ground, immediately scrambled up, and ran away.
There wasn't a single wasted word in the process.
“Hiss… Whose Disciple is this? His aura is so strong!”
“Heh heh, this person is named Su Yun, a direct descendant of the Ancient Su Family. He rarely makes a move, so his reputation isn’t widely known…”
“This Su Yun has a good temper. That burly man clearly looked like a poor, insignificant passerby, yet he dared to provoke Su Yun like that. If it were me, I would have just killed him, and no one would dare say anything.”
Discussions erupted all around, and everyone looked towards the white-robed young man.
It was an instinctive gaze, like lower-tier beings looking up at a Dragon; even without knowing his background, they knew he was extraordinary.
Although that Divine Soul Secret Art did not fully display its power, it made many observers secretly gasp in amazement.
To subdue a ruffian with a single wisp of Divine Sense, making his Soul submit, such a method was beyond what an ordinary God King Cultivator could achieve.
At the very least, one would need to have achieved Major Achievement in the Dao of Divine Soul to defeat an enemy without anyone realizing it.
Jiang Ye calmly withdrew his hand, his robes unmoved, his demeanor naturally refined.
His gaze swept over the crowd, not lingering for too long, just a faint smile, as if this was merely a trivial matter like brushing dust from his clothes, gone with the wind.
But this was seen by a white-robed man.
Zhong Tianyi, a True Disciple of the Haotian Sword Sect.
He stood above the restaurant, his entire being like a sheathed Immortal Sword waiting to be drawn, outwardly gentle yet containing hidden killing intent.
“What an impressive Su Yun. His demeanor is elegant, yet his Divine Soul possesses a sharp edge. His temperament is not impetuous, and his actions are measured.”
Zhong Tianyi murmured, a hint of admiration appearing in his eyes.
He immediately flicked his sleeve and descended the stairs, each step covering three feet, as if walking on clouds. He didn’t expend any Origin Qi, yet there was a top-down oppressive feeling that made the surrounding Cultivators turn their heads and quickly give way.
“Isn’t that Zhong Tianyi from the Haotian Sword Sect?!”
“A True Disciple. I heard he once cut down an ancient Dragon Soul in the Myriad Domains of the Heavens with a single sword, making his name famous throughout the Myriad Domains of the Heavens.”
“This person has always been arrogant, yet he actually came down to personally meet this Su Family member?”
Before long, Zhong Tianyi had walked up to Su Yun, cupped his hands in a salute, and spoke with a hearty voice: “Zhong Tianyi of the Haotian Sword Sect greets Brother Su. That Divine Soul Secret Art just now was truly astonishing. If you don’t mind, how about we share a few drinks?”
Su Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled faintly: “The Sword Sect’s spirit, I have long heard of its fame. Brother Zhong’s invitation, Su naturally accepts.”
Zhong Tianyi paused slightly, then laughed heartily: “Good, good, good! Brother Su is truly straightforward. Let’s go inside and chat!”
The two sat side-by-side in the restaurant, at a jade table by the window.
Outside the building, the evening glow faintly dyed the sky, Immortal Light enveloped the city, and the wind carried a faint floral scent, filling the air with elegance.
All of this was clearly seen by Ye Qingyun, who was on a nearby pavilion platform.
He still held his teacup expressionlessly, but his heart was already stirring.
“This person… is actually a direct descendant of the Ancient Su Family?” he mused to himself.
The direct descendants of the Su Family already had a noble background, and now he could suppress people with Divine Soul techniques invisibly, displaying composure without any ostentation in his demeanor.
Especially his aura.
It was a temperament that very few people could possess.
Clear, profound, yet vast and righteous, as if his chest contained mountains, rivers, and the cosmos, without a trace of malevolence or sharpness, yet making it impossible for people to ignore him.
“Elegant in demeanor, profound in Divine Soul… he doesn’t seem like a person of war.”
Ye Qingyun’s heart stirred slightly.
He had practiced martial arts and cultivated the Dao since childhood, and most Cultivators from prominent families he had seen were either impetuous and arrogant, or cruel and ruthless, or deeply sinister.
But Su Yun.
He gave people a very special feeling, like pine wind reflecting snow, clear as a mirror, with a natural flow of Dao rhyme.
More importantly, that wisp of Divine Soul technique!
In that instant, as the Divine Soul flowing light swept through the Void Realm, his Sea of Consciousness faintly vibrated. Not only did it not resist, but it instinctively produced a longing.
A resonance from the depths of his Soul.
“If I could cultivate this Secret Art, perhaps it could help me overcome the flaw of my inferior Divine Soul Cultivation Technique…”
Ye Qingyun closed his eyes and sensed the Divine Soul within his body, sighing inwardly.
Although he possessed extraordinary talent and astonishing comprehension, he was severely lacking in the Dao of Divine Soul due to the elders of Fire Lotus City.
Although Granny Yun also had a Divine Soul Cultivation Technique, it was rather sinister and not suitable for his cultivation.
Despite Granny Yun’s daily guidance, his cultivation of Divine Soul had not fallen behind, but it was only superficial.
Not proficient enough.
His Sea of Consciousness was solid, but not perfectly harmonious; it always lacked that final crucial step.
And the technique Su Yun used seemed to align with him in a mysterious way.
Just then, a slightly boisterous voice rang out: “Brother Ye, let’s keep drinking. The view from this floor is good, and the wine isn’t bad either.”
