Chapter 1137: Chapter 1134: Mutation
Cloud Mountain.
As the Immortal Mountain of Ji Zifan, a direct lineage disciple of the Floating Mountain, this place has everything one might need.
Apart from the Immortal Mountain Cave Mansion usually used for cultivation, there are also villas and pavilions built here.
It was early spring.
Ji Zifan’s Cloud Immortal Mansion was a lush green, full of vitality.
An old servant led Ye Xuan and his group into the Cloud Immortal Mansion, winding through the twists and turns before reaching the main hall, only then discovering that the backyard was a Grotto Heaven.
It was an open-air area, with a waterfall constructed by Divine Skills cascading down three thousand feet beside it.
Getting closer, one could hear the terrifying roar.
The banquet was set on a clearing at a distance from the waterfall, allowing guests to enjoy the masterpiece of nature up close, listen to the roaring sound of water against rock, without disrupting conversation.
The table was already set with dining utensils made of top-quality Mystic Jade Chopsticks; cups made from White Bamboo Divine Jade, even plain water poured into them carried the fragrance of white bamboo.
The bowls were crafted from Heaven and Earth Spirit Jade, imbued with Spiritual Energy, locking in the spirit energy from Spirit Rice for the best taste when served.
The bowls, chopsticks, cups, even the spoon used for serving soup, formed a complete set of jade artifacts.
Whether in the mortal world or the Cultivation World, people’s love for jade artifacts has always remained constant.
By the time Ye Xuan and his group arrived, Ji Zifan was already waiting at the table.
"Young Master."
The old servant entered and saluted Ji Zifan.
Ji Zifan, who was meditating, sensed their presence and opened his eyes, his Divine Pupil flickering with a mysterious light, sweeping over everyone. He smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "I am Ji Zifan, greetings to fellow Daoists, please take a seat."
Ji Ziqing was the first to sit down, coldly looking at Ji Zifan, and said icily, "What tricks are you playing?"
Ji Zifan smiled slightly, "Sister, what are you saying? You’ve been toiling in the East Desolate for so long, it’s rare for you to come home; as your brother, I should welcome you properly."
Ji Ziqing snorted coldly without replying.
To outsiders, Ji Zifan seemed refined and courteous, but Ji Ziqing, who knew him well, was very aware that her cousin was extremely ruthless, with his longstanding ambition being the position of the Floating Mountain’s Saint Master. He had done many unimaginable dirty deeds for it.
Knowing all this, Ji Ziqing showed no kindness to Ji Zifan.
It’s known that Ji Ziqing is famous for her good temper on the Floating Mountain, always greeting others with a smile.
Only when facing this cousin does she show undisguised disgust.
"Have a seat."
Ye Xuan didn’t care much for these matters, and he took Zhou Youwei’s hand and sat down.
Qiankun Ancestor, Qiao Xinyu, and Yun Daoli then took their seats.
Ji Zifan keenly noticed this, squinted his eyes, focused on Zhou Youwei, and smiled, "I suppose this is the newly joined disciple of Floating Mountain, Sister Zhou Youwei?"
Zhou Youwei slightly nodded her head and softly said, "That’s me."
Ji Zifan smiled slightly and stopped his questioning, clapping his hands instead.
The old servant standing beside him immediately understood and crushed a Jade Talisman.
Soon, a group of young fairies filed in, each carrying a delicacy.
Afterward, these fairies served a bowl of soup to everyone and then retreated to the side.
"These are the dishes from my Cloud Mountain, please have a taste." Ji Zifan said with a smile.
"Ji Zifan, just say what you want, don’t go beating around the bush!" Ji Ziqing couldn’t sit any longer and said coldly.
"Sister is becoming more impatient," Ji Zifan laughed.
"I’ve heard that you shed blood on the ’Zhou Yi Book’?"
At this moment, Ye Xuan lifted his gaze towards Ji Zifan and calmly said.
"Indeed." Ji Zifan responded, looking at Ye Xuan, his eyes flickering with a mysterious light. He nodded slightly and said, "Does this little brother also know the ’Zhou Yi Book’?"
Ye Xuan smiled indifferently and said, "Everyone thinks the greatest achievement of the Ji Family of the Floating Mountain is the Floating Daoist Collection, but they don’t know ’Zhou Yi Book’ is the ultimate Miracle Technique."
Zhou Yi Book, also known as I Ching.
It was created by the ancestor of the Ji Family of the Floating Mountain, encompassing all forms and encompassing the universe.
This is the foundation of the Ji Family.
However, very few outsiders know about the Zhou Yi Book.
In today’s world, probably only those ancient entities, along with the three major Confucian lines, truly understand it.
Ye Xuan looked calmly at Ji Zifan and said slowly, "Go ahead and say, what do you see in me?"
Ji Zifan heard this and slightly smiled, "Is this little brother willing to try it?"
"Young Master?!" Ji Ziqing’s expression changed slightly.
Ye Xuan looked directly at Ji Zifan and nodded, "Indeed."
Ji Zifan clasped his hands together and softly said, "Then, excuse me."
As he spoke, Ji Zifan lifted his eyes to look at Ye Xuan.
At this moment, Ji Zifan’s eyes seemed to contain the mysteries of heaven and earth, the Primordial universe.
The source of everything in the world seemed to be contained within Ji Zifan’s eyes.
In that instant, the world within Ji Zifan’s eyes changed.
Everyone around seemed to disappear.
In Ji Zifan’s eyes, only Ye Xuan, seated directly opposite him, remained.
This seemingly ordinary Black Robe Young Man, at this instant, grew taller and taller.
No.
Accurately speaking, behind the Black Robe Young Man, a terrifying phantom was rapidly rising, transforming in an instant into an invincible presence suppressing heaven and earth!
Ji Zifan’s pupils suddenly shrank, feeling a sharp pain in his eyes, and instinctively closed them.
When Ji Zifan opened his eyes again, everything around returned to normal.
Ye Xuan still sat calmly opposite him.
"Young Master!" The old servant beside him reacted quickly, rushing over to support Ji Zifan, looking aghast, "Are you alright?"
At the same time, the old servant waved a large hand.
Boom!
Almost instantly, behind Ye Xuan, a mysterious figure cloaked entirely in a Black Robe appeared, holding a long knife directly aimed at Ye Xuan’s heart!
In the next moment.
A flash of blade light swept across the land, the Black Robe mysterious person was split in two, the corpse fell to the ground, and internal organs spilled everywhere.
Qiao Xinyu had somehow already risen, calmly sheathing the Black Saber.
At the same time, Yun Daoli held the old servant by the neck, ready to take his life at any moment.
All of this happened in an instant.
"Wait!"
Only then did Ji Zifan react, hurriedly raising his hand to shout.
Ji Ziqing was also momentarily stunned, sensing the scent of blood in the air, a chill arose in her heart.
No one had seen Qiao Xinyu and Yun Daoli’s actions.
Fast.
Too fast!
Ye Xuan and Zhou Youwei, however, remained calm throughout.
"I thought it had recognized you in the ’Zhou Yi Book’..." Ye Xuan glanced at the pale-faced Ji Zifan, murmuring in his heart.
So it was merely relying on a pair of Divine Pupils playing tricks.
"Let’s go."
Ye Xuan took Zhou Youwei’s hand and turned to leave.
"What do you mean by this?!"
Ji Zifan’s expression turned extremely ugly, shouting at Ye Xuan’s back.