After Favorability Is Maxed-Chapter 340 - Your Brother Junxuan Has Already Agreed

340 Your Brother Junxuan Has Already Agreed

The guard looked ordinary, and the mansion was also ordinary.

However, Guihuan Elder froze on the spot.

His gaze moved from the steps in front of him to the inside of the open door, and then to the young guard.

The guard was dressed in a gray guard uniform. His hair was tied up, and he held a long iron rod in his hand. He looked extremely ordinary, as if he was just a cameo that ordinary people would not even give a second look at.

After he opened the door, he maintained his ‘please’ gesture without any hesitation. He was very dedicated.

In anyone’s eyes, this was just a loyal guard with nothing special about him. Let alone Immortal cultivators, even in the eyes of mortals, he would be classified as ‘if someone came to the door, they would be settled in two or three moves.’

Compared to the vast and powerful Guihuan Elder, who had lived for countless years…

Just from their aura and appearance, the guard had already lost.

However, in front of an ordinary-looking guard, the old man who was almost like a god to mortals had a shocked expression on his face.

The old man slowly walked up the stairs with his Double Serpent Staff, but he did not go in.

He walked to the front of the guard and stopped.

“May I ask…” Guihuan Elder’s voice trembled, and so did his hands, “You, you are Divine Lord White Tiger?”

The guard maintained his ‘please’ gesture. He was stunned and then scratched his head, thinking, ‘Why does a guard have so many things to do? Isn’t this person a guest of the Master? Why is he asking him weird questions?’

Oh no, could it be that he’s here to cause trouble like that Liu Yuan from last time?

He became alert.

However, on second thought, this was the first time this old man had come to his house. He probably didn’t come to take revenge because he was played with.

Perhaps he had recognized the wrong person?

The guard shook his head and carefully said, “I don’t know anything about White Tiger Divine Lord. My name is Shaoying, I’m just a guard at the Xie residence.”

Guihuan Elder took a deep breath and mumbled to himself, “Shaoying…”

Shaoying, Shaoyin.

In the West, the sun and the moon entered Shaoyin.

The White Tiger’s location was precisely the West!

When the Saint named the descendant of the White Tiger, did he consider this point?

As for the identity of the guard in front of him, Guihuan Elder did not have the slightest doubt.

He was an old subordinate of the Four Symbols and had been following Divine Lord Black Tortoise since the birth of the Four Symbols. He was a true-blue loyal subject. If he could not even recognize Divine Lord White Tiger, he would die in embarrassment.

Moreover, everyone knew that the descendant of The White Tiger was recruited by that Saint to be a guard.

Besides the only legendary Saint of the Mahayana stage, who else could trap the Crossing Calamity stage Guihuan Elder in a maze without him knowing, and led him to this location?

But didn’t they say that the Saint had sealed his own cultivation?

How could he do such a shocking thing so easily?

Humans, no matter how high or low their cultivation base was, no matter how high or low their status was, were indeed quite good at lying…

This was the thought that popped up in his mind, but he did not dare to say it out loud.

“The Old Master has been waiting for a long time. Are you going in?” Shaoying said unhappily, “Old Master is very terrifying when he’s angry.”

The Elder shivered and quickly said, “I-I’ll go in now.”

Shaoying pointed at the mansion. “There, do you see the road over there? Walk in, then turn right, then turn left. After walking past two houses, you will see a pond. In the middle of the pond, there is a pavilion. The Old Master is waiting for you there.”

This guest wasn’t qualified for him to lead him in.

So he only pointed out the way.

A few months ago, when Liu Yuan had come, Shaoying had personally brought him to Xie Qian.

The difference in status was obvious.

Of course, the Guihuan Elder did not know about this. He cupped his hands in thanks and walked into the Xie residence with excitement and uneasiness.

Following Shaoying’s instructions, they quickly found the pavilion.

In the pavilion, a refined and easy-going middle-aged man was sitting in front of a short table, playing the zither. Incense was burning in the air, and the sound of the zither was coming from it.

The wind blew and the lotus moved, ruffling the calligraphy and paintings hanging around the pavilion.

Clang-

The middle-aged man stopped playing the zither and looked up at the elder.

The moment Guihuan Elder saw the appearance of the middle-aged man in the pavilion, his body trembled and he knelt down.

“Greetings, thank you, Saint!”

Xie Qian was naturally in the pavilion.

He slowly stood up and returned the greeting. He smiled faintly and said, “It’s been a long time, senior Chen.”

“I don’t deserve to be called a Senior…” The old man’s lips trembled.

With Xie Qian’s age and experience, there was no problem in calling him senior.

Going back a few thousand years, Xie Qian had indeed called the Guihuan Elder ‘Senior’, but now, he did not dare to accept it.

He was the only person in the Mahayana stage who had not Ascended. He was the supreme Saint of the human race who had turned the tide. Now, most of the cultivation techniques of the Immortal sects had been improved by him. He could be called the master of the world.

If he had not forced back the first demon wave with his own strength, it was unknown what the world would be like now.

All the living beings in the world should be grateful for his kindness.

...

“What’s there to be ashamed of? I’m just a mortal now.” Xie Qian shook his head and smiled.

Who would believe that?!

Guihuan Elder cursed in his heart.

This fellow’s bad temper was simply tied to his name, and everyone knew about it.

He had reason to believe that if his attitude had not been good just now, he would probably be looking for his teeth on the ground now.

And a mortal?

Is there a mortal in this world that can casually trap a Crossing Calamity stage cultivator?

Of course, on the surface, Guihuan Elder laughed and said, “The name of the Saint is respected by all living beings in the world. It is not something that I can decide alone. As long as you are still in Shangyang, you will always be ‘Saint Xie’, regardless of whether you are a mortal or not.”

“It’s just an empty title.” Xie Qian strummed the strings and looked at Guihuan Elder, “Why have you come here today?”

Guihuan Elder’s heart skipped a beat. He remembered that he had come for the descendant of the Xuanwu, the Black Tortoise. However, since Xie Qian was here, he must have known that the descendant of the Black Tortoise was here.

Could it be that he had the intention to take a descendant of Black Tortoise as his disciple?

...

“I’m here for the descendants of the Black Tortoise, ” Qie Huan elder said cautiously. “I’ve divined that the descendants of Black Tortoise are here. I want to try and see if I can make the Black Tortoise return to its original position.”

“However, since the Saint is here, he must have his own plans. I will not overstep my boundaries…”

“I can’t be bothered with you guys anymore,” Xie Qian said with a smile.

Guihuan Elder was stunned.

Xie Qian continued, “Do you see the villa on the mountain? There’s a young lady called Gu Siyin. She’s the one you’re looking for.”

Suddenly, it dawned on Guihuan Elder that the Saint was not here to stop him. This was because Xie Qian was waiting for him!

Xie Qian laughed. “Among the Four Spirits, the Black Tortoise is the most likely to lose its inheritance. However, in order to not Ascend, I have to hide myself in the mortal world and cut off my own karma. I can’t take too much action. Now that you’re here, I can rest assured.”

He paused for a moment and added, “But when you see Gu Siyin, remember to tell her… That your Brother Junxuan has already agreed to this.”

When Guihuan Elder walked to the entrance of the villa, he was still thinking about Xie Qian’s smile and his last sentence.

Why do I feel like… No, no, no, a Saint won’t cheat others, right? There’s no way, right?