Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 147: The Situation
Naturally, no one dared to disturb the elders' enjoyment and waited at a distance. At this moment, Wu Yuhan quietly introduced everyone:
“The one on the left is Elder Yan, and the one on the right is Elder Zhou.”
After briefly saying this, she fell silent.
Liu Yu's heart stirred as he guessed that Elder Yan was likely the golden core cultivator stationed at the frontlines by the Yan Family.
About a quarter of an hour later, when Liu Yu saw the two elders finally finish their game of chess, Wu Yuhan stepped forward to report.
One of the old men nodded slightly, and then Wu Yuhan gestured for everyone to step forward to pay their respects.
“Disciple Liu Yu, pays respects to Elder Yan and Elder Zhou.”
Liu Yu and the others bowed properly, then spoke.
Elder Yan was robust, with hair mixed with black and white, and a glint of sharpness in his eyes. Elder Zhou, on the other hand, was relatively thin with a long beard and had a kind and wise appearance, resembling a true reclusive master.
Liu Yu's heart raced slightly faster, and he dared not lift his head while maintaining the bowing posture.
He didn't know if it was due to the green light of the Mud Pill Palace, but his spiritual consciousness and perception were inherently stronger than ordinary cultivators. After practicing the art of spirit preservation, it had been further enhanced.
In Liu Yu's perception, the two elders emitted an aura hundreds of times more profound than his own, like torches in the night — at that moment, he felt like an ordinary person facing the top predators, feeling weak and insignificant, where any resistance seemed meaningless.
A layer of goosebumps rose on Liu Yu's skin, and his hair stood on end, feeling a bit nervous. He had never been so close to a golden core cultivator before and was somewhat worried about whether they would discover the existence of the Immortal Abode.
As for being seen through by the concealment technique, it was not a concern, as it merely slightly concealed his cultivation aura, remaining at the foundation establishment early stage, which would not raise suspicion.
The eight of them held their bowing positions, and the waiting time felt exceptionally long.
“There’s no need for such formalities, you may rise,”
a deep, warm voice came, followed by a gentle force lifting their arms, causing Liu Yu's body to involuntarily straighten.
It was Elder Yan on the left who spoke. Liu Yu felt as if his gaze lingered on him for a moment, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
“Yes!”
The eight responded in unison. Although they were not lined up in a row, they stood tall and proper.
Liu Yu sighed a breath of relief, seeing that the two elders did not show any unusual expressions, knowing that even golden core cultivators could not detect the presence of the Immortal Abode.
“During this critical time for the sect, I am very pleased that you disciples can travel long distances and work hard to come here,”
Elder Zhou said, looking over everyone with a gentle smile.
“The sect has passed down cultivation techniques, distributed spiritual stones and elixirs, providing us with far better cultivation environments than loose cultivators.”
“When it comes to matters regarding the sect's interests, we naturally have no choice but to devote ourselves until death!”
Everyone responded enthusiastically, expressing their loyalty.
No matter their true thoughts, they still had to maintain appearances.
Next, Elder Zhou promised numerous benefits. As long as they could kill enemies and achieve merit, they could exchange for various elixirs, magical artifacts, and cultivation techniques, including some rare resources that were usually hard to obtain.
Liu Yu feigned excitement, noticing the two beside him showing fervent expressions, including Senior Brother Xu, making it unclear whether they were just good at acting or truly felt that way.
Liu Yu knew that he would never fight to the death for the Yuan Yang Sect; he preferred to just get by and prioritize his own life and interests in any situation.