Chapter 63: The Ancestor of the Medicine King Valley, Capturing Nie Mie's Master, Chen Xuanjun!

Deep within the Valley of the Medicine King, rare herbs exuded rich medicinal fragrances.

A bamboo house stood quietly. Inside, several figures were currently in discussion; they were all Saint-realm powerhouses of the Medicine King Valley, with the strongest among them being at the Ninth Realm of Sainthood.

"The enemy is most likely a true Saint. Even with the Medicine King Tripod in hand, I failed to track his whereabouts."

Liu Yu, the Saint who had appeared earlier, wore a worried expression on his face. He was not nearly as formidable as he had appeared before his disciples.

An enemy who was a Saint, and one provoked by a disciple within their own valley, right at the time when their succession trial was about to begin.

Normally, the Medicine King Valley would not fear a single Saint.

However, the most critical issue was that the old Saint of their valley had already passed away!

If this matter were discovered by the enemies of the Medicine King Valley, the consequences would be disastrous.

Although the Medicine King Valley possessed extensive connections, who would dare to step forward against a Saint?

"Things won't be that serious!" muttered another Saint of the Third Realm.

What satisfied Ye Qingcheng even more was that Chen Xuanjun had not yet lost her primordial yin.

Liu Yu was even more shocked—this was not the same Saint who had acted previously!

"Saint, I apologize for everything my disciple Nie Mie has done."

Looking at Chen Xuanjun, Xu Jing wondered what purpose that young lord could possibly have in seeking them out.

Ye Qingcheng pointed at Xu Jing, and instantly, the Saints of the Medicine King Valley found themselves unable to move once again.

Could it be another one?

Ye Qingcheng scrutinized Chen Xuanjun. Indeed, it was the Profound Yin physique; this kind of constitution was far beyond the reach of the Lesser Yin physique.

They had heard Li Xuan's voice, but without being able to discern his identity or gender, they had simply assumed that Ye Qingcheng was Li Xuan.

Xu Jing's heart skipped a beat, overwhelmed by a massive surge of astonishment.

Chen Xuanjun nodded slightly, communicating through voice transmission that she would beg the Saint for forgiveness.

Accompanied by Xu Jing, Ye Qingcheng appeared in a grand hall, having not forgotten Nie Mie's master.

A Saint acting as a servant?!

"Who goes there?!"

Could it be that the Saint-realm powerhouse had come looking for her because of Nie Mie's provocation?

"Ancestor, why have you come?" Chen Xuanjun hurriedly stood up.

"Ahem," the elderly Ninth-Realm Saint of the Medicine King Valley stroked the handprint left on the Medicine King Tripod, cleared her throat twice, and looked at the others. "There is no need to panic. Respond to all changes with constancy; our Medicine King Valley will not fall."

Nie Mie had actually provoked a Saint! Not just a cultivator at the Saint realm, but a true Saint!

Inside the grand hall, Chen Xuanjun watched Nie Mie depart and let out a sigh. Her disciple was talented, but prone to courting disaster. This time, he had actually provoked a Saint, drawing the summons of the sect's ancestor.

With a Saint serving as a subordinate, if Chen Xuanjun were truly favored by that young lord, who in the Medicine King Valley would dare to touch them?!

A tremor ran through Chen Xuanjun's heart, filled with intense vexation. A Saint—a true Saint!

"Understood. This old woman will accompany the Saint."

Xu Jing felt a bitter helplessness in her heart. With the old Saint having just passed away, their Medicine King Valley was truly in perilous danger. Lacking a presiding Saint, combined with the fact that their valley specialized in cultivating rare medicinal plants, they were a juicy piece of meat waiting to be devoured.

Accursed fool!

Ye Qingcheng suddenly halted her steps. "We have arrived."

Xu Jing smiled bitterly, a deeply bitter smile. What a formidable Saint, capable of quietly infiltrating their ranks and reaching the forbidden grounds of the Medicine King Valley without a sound!

And to claim that everything was already within his control!

Chen Xuanjun was puzzled, unaware of why this Saint wanted to see her.

Ye Qingcheng casually remarked, "You haven't just offended me—you have offended my master, my young lord."

"This old woman pays respects to the Saint."

Chen Xuanjun's heart jolted. What was the meaning of this?

Could this person be even stronger than their deceased ancestor?

Standing beside Chen Xuanjun, Xu Jing could not help but transmit her voice, "Xuanjun, you must perform well this time. The crisis facing our sect and the trouble your disciple caused depend entirely on you to resolve!"

Could this be one of those legendary supreme factions?

Yet, they could not silence him now. To crush Nie Mie at this moment—wouldn't that simply show that the Medicine King Valley was afraid?

At that moment, he wished he could strangle that disciple Nie Mie to death!

Nie Mie?

The crisis of the sect? The trouble caused by her disciple?

"Ancestor, I understand."

In an instant, they prepared to strike. Ye Qingcheng released a sliver of her aura, and *poof*, the Saints of the Medicine King Valley coughed up blood simultaneously, their eyes filled with horror.

At this thought, Chen Xuanjun felt an even deeper resentment. She had never imagined that Nie Mie would be so audacious as to poke such a massive hornet's nest!

"No, I feel the consequences will be severe. That Saint will not let this matter rest," Liu Yu said. When he had intervened earlier, he had felt the wrath of that Saint, leaving his handprint deeply embedded in the Medicine King Tripod.

Hearing them address her as a Saint, Ye Qingcheng let out a noncommittal hum. "I naturally have a purpose in seeking you out. You will come with me."

...

Xu Jing followed closely behind Ye Qingcheng, asking with humility.

Since Chen Xuanjun was unwilling, she, Xu Jing, would try it herself!

Since Chen Xuanjun was unwilling, she, Xu Jing, would step up!

Chen Xuanjun bowed. Being merely a peak master at the Void Refining realm, she naturally dared not commit any discourtesy in front of a Saint.

Xu Jing's heart trembled with immense terror.

Ye Qingcheng nodded slightly, unconcerned.

A young lord?

As Xu Jing pondered this, her attitude grew increasingly respectful, a hundred thoughts spinning through her mind. Perhaps the Medicine King Valley might just...

Zhao Qingqin possessed merely the Lesser Yin physique, which could not compare to even a single strand of hair of the Profound Yin physique.

She also felt helpless; with the old Saint having just passed away, their Medicine King Valley was indeed in grave peril. Without a Saint to anchor them, and given that their sect primarily cultivated rare herbs, they were a tempting feast for outsiders.

As these thoughts crossed her mind, Ye Qingcheng waved her hand, gripping Xu Jing in a void-grasp, and the two figures vanished.

The Saints of the Medicine King Valley nodded successively. At that very moment, a white-clad figure materialized within the bamboo house. Draped in pristine white robes, Ye Qingcheng gazed at the old woman and said, "You are the strongest person currently in the Medicine King Valley. Come with me."

Very well.

Liu Yu shook his head. "No, it isn't. This is another one."

Chen Xuanjun drew a deep breath, her heart filled with profound remorse. She truly had never imagined that the person Nie Mie provoked was a Saint—an existence their sect was utterly powerless to fight against.

Instantly, the bamboo house fell silent.

Ye Qingcheng nodded slightly. "Come with me."

"Saint, could this be that same Saint who struck earlier?" asked a Saint with a bitterly wry expression.

Xu Jing gave a slight nod. "Xuanjun, come forward and pay respects to the Saint. The Saint has matters to discuss with us."

Calmed by Xu Jing's words, and realizing they were no match for this Saint anyway, why throw eggs against a rock?

"Saint, may I ask how our Medicine King Valley has offended you?"

Xu Jing asked respectfully, "Saint, would it be possible for me to exchange a few words with them?"

Chen Xuanjun's face morphed into one of sheer shock. This Saint was actually a subordinate to someone else?

At that moment, she paused slightly, watching Ye Qingcheng and her companion walk in. Recognizing Xu Jing, she realized the newcomer was not Ye Qingcheng herself.

What manner of background did the young lord spoken of by this Saint possess? Could he be a scion of an Imperial clan?

Could it be that he had taken a fancy to Chen Xuanjun?

...

"Greetings, Saint."

She had to make the Saint forgive them!

Chen Xuanjun said without a shred of hesitation, "I beg the Saint's forgiveness."

By now, she understood why the Saintly servant of this young lord had come: the people of their Medicine King Valley had offended the young lord, and she was here to demand accountability!

Chen Xuanjun looked at Ye Qingcheng in bewilderment. A Saint? This young woman was actually a Saint?!

Xu Jing cast a glance at the Saints of the Medicine King Valley, who wore expressions of fury. Maintaining her composure, Xu Jing said, "No matter. Since the Saint has summoned me, I shall go and return shortly. All of you carry on with your duties as usual."

With that, Ye Qingcheng looked at Chen Xuanjun. "You are not apologizing to me. You are apologizing to my young lord."

The expressions of the Medicine King Valley Saints shifted dramatically. Someone had actually slipped silently into the forbidden grounds of the Medicine King Valley without anyone noticing!

She was the ancestor of her sect, as well as the benefactor who had taken her in.

...

Shocked in her heart, Xu Jing hurriedly stood up and bowed. "This old woman is the strongest in the Medicine King Valley. May I ask why the Saint has graced us with her presence?"