Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Chen Fan's voice came from outside the house, with a bit of smile and enthusiasm.

Zhou Yiqiao turned his head and saw Chen Fan wearing a white robe, walking out calmly with a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother Zhou, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still as charming as ever."

Chen Fan bowed and smiled.

Zhou Yiqiao smiled back and bowed in return.

"Brother Chen, you are joking. I have only made a few progress in my cultivation as the years have gone by."

"Unlike Brother Chen, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds after not seeing him for many years, and he has already reached the realm of Refining Void."

The two smiled at each other, and Chen Fan led Zhou Yiqiao into the house, where they sat down as host and guest.

"Brother Zhou, you have come all the way here this time. What is your business?"

Chen Fan personally poured a cup of spiritual tea for Zhou Yiqiao and asked.

Zhou Yiqiao took the teacup, took a sip, and felt the spiritual energy contained in the tea flowing through his body. He couldn't help but sigh at Chen Fan's extravagance.

"Brother Chen, to be honest, I came here to ask for a favor."

Zhou Yiqiao put down the teacup and said seriously.

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's serious expression, Chen Fan put away his smile and listened attentively.

"I would like to use your sect's quenching table to help me break through the bottleneck of my body-building technique."

Zhou Yiqiao spoke frankly and stated the purpose of this trip.

When Chen Fan heard this, the smile on his face suddenly calmed down, his brows slightly frowned, and he was silent for a long time.

"Brother Zhou, you should know that the Quenching Platform is of great significance to our Northern Wasteland Holy Sect."

"Even for me, it's hard to make the decision easily."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded to show his understanding.

"Of course I understand, but this matter is extremely important to me. Before coming here, Zhou has already learned about the reward and punishment system of the Northern Wilderness Saint Sect."

"Zhou is willing to follow the rules of the Northern Wilderness Saint Sect and make enough achievements in exchange for this opportunity."

Chen Fan stood up and paced back and forth, obviously feeling a little conflicted.

"Brother Zhou, I cannot agree to your request right away. I need to report this to our Master and see what he thinks."

Chen Fan stopped and looked at Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao stood up and expressed his understanding.

"Of course. I am waiting for good news from Brother Chen."

Chen Fan nodded slightly, and then smiled again.

"However, since Brother Zhou is here, why don't you stay with me for a few more days so that I can show my hospitality as a good host."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and nodded.

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then Chen Fan arranged for someone to take Zhou Yiqiao to rest, and gave instructions to treat him well.

After Zhou Yiqiao left, Chen Fan did not stay in his residence, but returned to the main hall of the Beihuang Holy Sect to ask to see his master, the Ancient Immortal Lord.

In the main hall, the Ancient Immortal King leaned on a huge jade chair with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The Ancient Immortal was wearing a gray-brown robe. The robe looked simple and plain, but it contained the accumulation of years and unfathomable fluctuations of magical power. It was definitely not an ordinary item.

His face was resolute and deep as if carved by an axe or a knife. His long silver hair was casually draped over his shoulders. Every strand of hair was sparkling with silver light, as if containing endless star power.

His body was not as muscular as most people imagined, but rather slender and well-proportioned. However, every movement he made could stir the air around him, creating subtle ripples of energy.

The Ancient Immortal King just sat there casually, the energy and blood emanating from his body was truly powerful and formed a unique aura.

Chen Fan stood in front of the Ancient Immortal Lord. Although he had an urgent request in his heart, he still maintained due courtesy in front of his master.

"Master, I have something to report."

Chen Fan said respectfully.

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Immortal Lord slowly opened his eyes, like a prehistoric beast awakening, emitting a terrifying golden light that instantly dimmed the lights in the hall, as if night had fallen.

Then, the Ancient Immortal Lord asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, deafening. Except for Chen Fan, all other objects in the hall began to vibrate at his words.

"It's about the use of the quenching table, Master."

Chen Fan took a deep breath and continued.

"I have a close friend named Zhou Yiqiao, who hopes to use the quenching table to break through the bottleneck of his body-building skills."

In the hall, the Ancient Immortal King did not respond, his face remained calm, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

After a long time, the Ancient Immortal King slowly opened his mouth, his voice like rolling thunder coming from the sky.

"Zhou Yiqiao, I remember he was the monk who helped you pick the Blood Moon Spirit Grass back then."

"Did you not settle the karma you had back then? How did he find you and bring you to the Northern Wasteland Saint Sect?"

"It is this person. Master has a good memory."

Chen Fan flattered him without leaving any trace, and then continued to add.

“Brother Zhou is a smart man. He naturally found out that the grudge between us has been settled, so he is willing to make meritorious deeds for the sect this time in exchange for the opportunity to use the quenching table.”

The Ancient Immortal Lord slowly stood up and stepped down from the jade chair. His aura was so powerful that the entire hall seemed to shake.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes penetrating the hall and looking into the distance.

"The quenching table is the most precious treasure of our sect. It is of great value. If you want to use it, the contribution required is not a small amount."

"Not to mention an outsider like him, even if we are disciples of the Northern Wilderness Saint Sect, we have to accumulate contributions for a long time to obtain the right to use it."

The Ancient Immortal King said in a deep voice, a hint of consideration in his tone.

"Master, what you said is very true, but Brother Zhou came here with full sincerity this time."

"Besides, the Qi and blood power displayed by this person is much stronger than many inner disciples in the sect. I think this person is worth making friends with."

Chen Fan proposed cautiously, trying to create an opportunity for Zhou Yiqiao.

The Ancient Immortal Lord nodded, approving of Chen Fan's answer.

He knew that Chen Fan had a calm personality and was very good at judging people. Since he trusted Zhou Yiqiao so much, Zhou Yiqiao would not let them down.

“Okay, I’ll give you that face.”

The Ancient Immortal finally spoke.

"But if Zhou Yiqiao wants to use the quenching table, he must complete a task to prove his worth and strength."

Chen Fan was delighted when he heard this and asked quickly.

"Master, please tell me, what is the mission?"

The Ancient Immortal returned to the jade chair and sat down, tapping the armrests lightly with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

"He is an outsider. If the difficulty of the task is equal to that of the sect disciples, I am afraid that the sect disciples will be dissatisfied."

"An extremely ferocious monster has recently appeared in the Northern Wasteland. It is called the Earth-Splitting Dragon. It has been wreaking havoc in the depths of the Northern Wasteland. Many of our sect's disciples have suffered at its hands."

The Ancient Immortal Lord said slowly.

"If Zhou Yiqiao can kill him and eliminate this scourge for the Northern Wasteland, I will allow him to use the Quenching Table once."