So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappling onto the bluestone road of Jiu'an Hall.

Ling Jiuan and Lei Tingyi got ready to go to the Cheng family for a banquet.

In order to avoid repeating the same mistake, Ling Jiuan decided not to leave Liu Zhu and Liu Ying to guard, but chose to go side by side with Lei Tingyi to ensure that everything would be safe.

As soon as the two stepped out of the gate of Jiu'an Hall, they saw a luxuriously decorated carriage slowly approaching. The curtain was slightly lifted, revealing Ling Jiuze's face with a somewhat playful smile.

"Master Lei, Jiuan, what a coincidence, how about we go together?"

Ling Jiuan frowned slightly, and although he was confused, he still responded politely.

"Is the second brother going to the Cheng family too? What a surprise."

"Haha, Young Master Cheng and I have a very close personal relationship, and he specially sent me an invitation, so of course I have to go and show my support."

Ling Jiuze smiled meaningfully, his eyes moving between the two of them, as if he was spying on something.

Ling Jiuan and Lei Tingyi exchanged glances. Although they had a thousand thoughts in their minds, they had no choice but to agree and got on Ling Jiuze's carriage together.

Inside the carriage, the three people each had their own thoughts. The atmosphere was dull and eerie. The only sound was the slight rolling sound of the wheels rolling over the bluestone road.

Along the way, no one spoke, and even their breathing became clearly audible.

It was not until the carriage stopped in front of the vermilion gate of the Cheng family that Ling Jiuze broke the silence. He turned to look at Ling Jiuan, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"Fifth sister, the Cheng family is different from my own family. There are many rules. You must be careful and don't lose your manners."

When Ling Jiuan heard this, a faint smile also appeared on his lips.

"Of course, brother, don't worry, I know what to do."

After saying that, she adjusted her clothes elegantly, got off the carriage with Lei Tingyi, and walked into the unknown Cheng family mansion, with Ling Jiuze's deep and unfathomable gaze behind her.

After the two handed the invitation to the guards at the door, they were led by a guide dressed in gorgeous clothes through the winding corridors to the banquet hall.

Ling Jiuze looked at their backs, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he whispered to the driver beside him.

"Go wait aside."

Then he walked into the Cheng family.

The banquet hall was packed with guests and was bustling with activity.

Ling Jiuan looked around, touched his chin, and spoke thoughtfully.

"This Cheng Xuan was not originally the young master of the Cheng family. He had an older brother who was said to be extremely talented and on par with my brother. But he disappeared inexplicably a few years ago. So the Cheng family had no choice but to make Cheng Xuan the young master."

Lei Tingyi looked puzzled when he heard this. He glanced at Ling Jiuan.

"How do you know that Cheng Xuan didn't kill him and want to take his place? In this world, it's not uncommon for brothers to fight for power and status."

Ling Jiuan shook his head slightly.

"We can't rule out this possibility, but we can't just draw a conclusion based on speculation. After all, how can outsiders know everything about the Cheng family?"

As they talked, the two followed the crowd to the center of the banquet hall. They knew that today's banquet was not just a simple gathering, but might also hide the undercurrents within the Cheng family.

And they, as guests, will also play their own roles in this banquet.

After a while, Cheng Xuan, surrounded by a group of people, slowly walked into the banquet hall. His appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Ling Jiuan looked at him and couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

This person...

How come he looks the same age as my cheap dad?

She originally thought that the young master of the Cheng family should be a young and energetic young man, but she did not expect that he was actually a man who looked middle-aged.

Lei Tingyi smiled aside.

"He may be older than your father. As far as I know, the original eldest son of the Cheng family was nearly a hundred years old, and this Cheng Xuan is only ten years younger than him."

Ling Jiuan was stunned. She really couldn't imagine how a man who was nearly a hundred years old could look so young.

"Then why does he look less than fifty?"

she couldn't help but ask.

Lei Tingyi smiled again.

"Have you forgotten? Cultivators can choose their appearance at will. They can maintain their youthful appearance through cultivation, and can even make themselves look younger."

Ling Jiuan suddenly realized that she had indeed forgotten this.

In the world of cultivating immortals, age and appearance are often not proportional; cultivation and strength are the key factors that determine everything.

She looked at Cheng Xuan and couldn't help but feel curious about this young master of the Cheng family who looked middle-aged but was actually nearly a hundred years old.

If such a person has a vicious mind, can he also be considered shrewd and calculating?

Ling Jiuan shifted his gaze away from Cheng Xuan and glanced at Lei Tingyi beside him with a hint of teasing.

"Then you... your cultivation is so high, you can't be two hundred years old, right?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Tingyi rolled his eyes at her and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I am not talented. I am three years younger than your elder brother and four years older than you. I am only 22 years old now. Why do you feel unbalanced when you see me young and promising?"

Ling Jiuan was amused by his words and chuckled.

"No, I'm just curious. The age and appearance of immortal cultivators are really hard to figure out."

The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere became relaxed.

After all, the path to becoming an immortal is long and arduous, and occasional relaxation is essential.

Lei Tingyi cast his gaze in the direction of Cheng Xuan and spoke lightly.

"This Cheng Xuan is the man in black that night."

Ling Jiuan was stunned and found it hard to believe.

"The person who gave Ling Jiuze the elixir?"

Lei Tingyi nodded, looking solemn.

"Moreover, outsiders only know that his cultivation has reached the Golden Core Stage. In fact, his strength has already broken through the Nascent Soul Stage."

Ling Jiuan's heart tightened. With the cultivation level of Yuanying stage, he was already considered an expert among experts in Chenzhou.

She didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary young master of the Cheng family actually hid such profound strength.

At this moment, Cheng Xuan also noticed Lei Tingyi and Ling Jiuan. He took a step forward and walked towards them with a warm smile on his face.

"Master Lei, Miss Ling Wu, I am sorry for not welcoming you here!"

Lei Tingyi smiled faintly and bowed.

"Congratulations to Young Master Cheng on his 88th birthday. May Young Master Cheng live a long and healthy life and achieve even greater success in his cultivation."

Cheng Xuan laughed and seemed quite happy.

"Master Lei, you are too polite. It is my greatest honor for you two to come. Please, the banquet has been prepared inside, let's eat and chat."

As he spoke, he extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation, leading Lei Tingyi and Ling Jiuan into the banquet hall.

Along the way, he was chatting and laughing, and seemed to be very familiar with everyone, giving people a feeling of friendliness yet majesty.

Ling Jiuan followed behind Cheng Xuan, thinking secretly in his heart.

This Cheng Xuan looks amiable on the surface, but he is actually a very capable person.

What kind of person is he?