The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 41 - 23 Return to Yun Meng to Battle Luo Hou

41: Chapter 23: Return to Yun Meng to Battle Luo Hou

41 -23: Return to Yun Meng to Battle Luo Hou

Ten Thousand Bamboo Island, Ten Thousand Bamboo Hall.

Li Yanran looked at Li Qingming with surprise and delight, asking, “Little Da, how come you have returned?

Where’s Xiao Er?”

Li Qingming too was overjoyed as he took Li Yanran’s hand, saying, “Mother, I have returned because there is something I need to discuss with you.

There’s no need to worry about Xiao Er.

He is with Master, safe and sound!”

“And who might this Daoist be?” Li Yanran glanced at Yang Mei, wearing a jade-green Daoist robe, his white eyebrows trailing down to his cheeks, his long beard fluttering in the wind, and a face full of smiles.

“Haha, excellent!” Yang Mei Immortal stroked his beard and said, “Little Panda, you really didn’t lie to me!”

“Mother, this is a senior of a generation with my grandmaster, named Yang Mei Immortal,” Li Qingming softly tugged on Li Yanran’s hand and explained.

“Oh!

I am Li Yanran, and it’s my honor to meet the senior,” Li Yanran quickly got up and gave a respectful bow.

“Hehe, little girl!

I ask you, would you like to take me as your Master?” Yang Mei’s eyes crinkled in a smile, seemingly very convincing.

“This…” This question stunned Li Yanran.

It was so unexpected to be asked to become a disciple upon the first meeting.

With doubt, she shifted her gaze to Li Qingming.

“Mother, Senior Yang Mei not only has profound cultivation but also has the attribute of Wood.

He knows a great deal about cultivating flowers and plants!” Li Qingming vowed, repeatedly making eye gestures at Yang Mei.

Yang Mei nodded understandingly and pulled out an open jade bottle, pouring out a drop of Three Light Divine Water, and said, “This is the Pure Glaze Bottle, harboring a space of its own.

It naturally nurtures a drop of Three Light Divine Water every hundred years.

Surely, you are aware of the benefits of Three Light Divine Water!”

Without waiting for Li Yanran’s response, Yang Mei took out a handful of colorful seeds and continued, “These are Innate Seven-leaf Grass Seeds, these are Innate Orchid Seeds, and these are Innate Sunflowers…”

Li Qingming watched from the side, his eyes dazzled with enchantment, and thought to himself, “Damn, this is outright temptation!”

Sure enough, Li Yanran’s eyes shone brightly at the sight of the Innate flower seeds and grass seeds.

She bowed down and said, “Disciple of the Panda Clan, Li Yanran, wishes to take the senior as Master!”

“Hahaha, excellent!” Yang Mei let out a hearty laugh and asked, “Tell me!

Do you have a Daoist name?”

Li Yanran shook her head.

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Yang Mei calculated silently, noting that Li Yanran’s past and present lives both spanned voids of nothingness.

Surprised, he said, “In that case, as your Master, I shall bestow upon you the Daoist name ‘Yanran’!”

Li Qingming rolled his eyes helplessly, silently remarking, “This old fellow is just as lazy as Primordial Master!”

Having successfully taken a disciple, Elder Yang Mei’s mood was exceedingly cheerful, and he said, “Come, Yanran, join us on our journey!”

“Senior, this… might not be proper!” Li Qingming’s expression remained unchanged as he said, “This journey is fraught with danger and unpredictable perils.

My mother has only just reached the Taiyi Xuanxian level.

If she comes with us, I’m afraid that if anything unexpected happens…”

“Little rascal!” Yang Mei abruptly cut off Li Qingming, “With my protection, what could possibly go wrong?

It’s settled then.” Saying this, he flung out his Sleeve Universe, drawing Li Yanran and her son into his sleeve, and they headed directly for the Central Heavenly Domain.

“Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Hong Jun!

For this encirclement and suppression of Luo Hou, we must rely on you all!” Ao Long, clad in a blood-red robe, stood with Feng Tian and Lin Tian at the entrance of the Qilin Hall, welcoming a host of Primordial Great Powers!

“Eldest, eldest, elder brother…” A tall Qilin clansman, stammering, spoke to a short plump middle-aged man.

“What is it?

Can’t you speak without stuttering!” The short plump Daoist impatiently slapped the tall middle-aged man.

“That, that, could it be the ‘God of Slaughter’, Li, Li Qingming…?”

“What?” The short plump middle-aged man’s eyes bulged out.

Following the direction the short clansman pointed, he took a look.

“Junior Li Qingming pays respect to all seniors!”

Although Ao Long’s gaze was grim, he didn’t speak upon looking at Li Qingming.

But Lin Tian, seemingly unconcerned, waved his hand and said, “Haha, young friend!

It’s been over a thousand years since we last met, and yet you still have such an elegant demeanor!”

“Senior overpraises me,” Li Qingming replied, his expression calm and indifferent.

“Ha!

Esteemed Fellows, please come inside.

Let’s discuss matters in the great hall!” As the host of the Qilin Hall, Lin Tian took the initiative to invite everyone in.

At this moment in the Qilin Hall’s center was placed a round table, arrayed with all kinds of fruits and wines.

Around twenty people were seated around the table, including familiar faces like the Huangquan Clan, Nine Nether Ancestor, Inverted Ancestor, Yin Yang Ancestor, Cangqiong Ancestor, Biluo Ancestor… as well as some less familiar members of the Chaos Remnant Clan.

“Our gathering here today is to discuss the matter of encircling and killing Luo Hou!” Ao Long was the first to speak, “The nature of Luo Hou is murderous, proclaiming his desire to destroy the heavens!

We, as beings of the Primordial World, should remember the kindness of Heaven and Earth that nurtured us.

Now, the only way to repay this kindness is to eliminate Luo Hou.”

There was silence at these words.

These reincarnations of the Chaotic Demon Gods naturally tended to be indifferent, each minding their own business.

Unless their interests were directly affected, getting them to band together to kill Luo Hou was just wishful thinking.

“Do the Fellow Daoists not wish to know the true origin of Luo Hou?” At this moment, Lin Tian suddenly stood up and spoke.

“Fellow Daoist Lin Tian, it is common knowledge that Luo Hou is a manifestation of the residual soul and dying resentment of the three thousand Chaotic Demon Gods.

What else could his nature be?” the Inverted Ancestor asked as he lifted the wine cup before him and took a sip.

“Hahaha!” Lin Tian laughed heartily, “Fellow Daoist Inverted, do you know who I am?”

“You?” The Inverted Ancestor looked at Lin Tian, puzzled and replied, “Aren’t you Lin Tian, the Clan Leader of the Qilin Clan?”