Reborn as the Strongest Immortal Cultivator in Modern Times

When they stepped out of that door, it was as if they had entered a completely different world. The sounds of the fierce fighting gradually faded away until they disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings fell into silence.

Ye Yu led the group onto the side path, their footsteps sounding particularly clear in the silence. After about half an hour, the group arrived at a dense forest.

Ye Yu stopped and said softly, "Alright, it's safe here now. Let's rest here for a while, and then find an inn in Ziyun Town ahead when it's almost dawn."

She had assumed that the young masters and ladies would object to resting in such a desolate place.

Unexpectedly, the Zhao brothers sat down on the ground without hesitation, leaned against the thick tree trunk, closed their eyes, and began to rest.

Ding Junning showed no sign of embarrassment, gracefully squatting down and then sitting comfortably on the ground. Even Mu Qingchuan, who was always very particular about his manners, sat down directly against the tree trunk without any hesitation.

Only Wu Xinrui stood still, looking at the dark earth beneath her feet, a hint of hesitation on her face.

But seeing that everyone had already sat down, Wu Xinrui hesitated for a moment before placing her luggage on the ground and then gently sitting down.

Ye Yu raised an eyebrow at everyone's actions, then sat down on the ground and said to them, "While we're resting, let's discuss our identities. There are some remote sects and ordinary residents here, so you can all claim to be residents of remote areas. Tomorrow, we'll first inquire about what's been happening here recently, and then we'll discuss which sect to visit and how to get there."

Zhao Yuxuan spoke first, saying, "Then I'll be called Zhao Xuan, and Yu Ci will be called Zhao Ci. We'll still be brothers."

Mu Qingchuan asked, "My name is Mu Chuan, just like yours."

“Then my name is Ding Ning,” Ding Junning said.

"I'll call myself Wu Rui," Wu Xinrui said.

Ye Yu nodded: "My name is Ye Yanwu. Please try not to call me by the wrong name in the future. I made a few friends here when I came last time. Tomorrow, let's find out the situation first, and then I will go to them and ask them to help solve your identity problem so that you can stay here."

Everyone nodded, indicating their agreement with Ye Yu's method.

After discussing some details, they each sat down to meditate and regulate their breathing, waiting for dawn.

A few hours later, the sky began to brighten.

Ye Yu woke everyone up, picked up their luggage, and headed towards the direction of Ziyun Town.

Along the way, the group found the place novel and curiously looked around at everything.

They saw people dressed in strange clothes; others held all sorts of bizarre weapons that gleamed with a chilling light.

Zhao Yuci noticed a person dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk, and whispered to Ye Yu, "Ye Yu, are there Taoists here too? Are they like the Maoshan Sect outside?"

Ye Yu thought for a moment and said, "They should all have the same master. However, the people here should be more proficient in the relevant techniques, just like the techniques I took out before. Their lineage is more complete."

Zhao Yuci nodded repeatedly after hearing this. He had read the martial arts manuals that Ye Yu had taken out, and they were indeed more profound and mysterious.

The sights and sounds they encountered along the way thrilled them, and their mouths never stopped chattering. Zhao Yuci and Mu Qingchuan, in particular, chattered incessantly.

As the group walked forward, Zhao Yuci pointed in astonishment at the two people fighting fiercely not far ahead and exclaimed, "Look at that guy! He's holding a... pipe? My god, he dares to fight that guy with the knife while holding just a pipe? Isn't that just suicide?!"

One side wielded a sharp longsword, its blade flashing with imposing force, while the other side used only a seemingly ordinary pipe as a weapon to fight back.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingchuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile. He replied disdainfully, "You are truly ignorant! Although that thing does look like an ordinary pipe, it is actually specially made and has another name: 'The Face-Blocking Old Man'."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuci retorted, "How do you know so much? Did you see it with your own eyes? Or are you just making it up?"

Mu Qingchuan gently shook his head, then with a flourish, he slammed his paper fan open with a "whoosh," striking a pose of a refined scholar and reciting aloud: "As the saying goes, 'In books, one finds beauty like jade; in books, one finds houses of gold.' As the saying goes, 'Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will become clear.' I have read ten thousand books, and naturally, I have traveled ten thousand miles..."

"Alright! Alright! What nonsense are you spouting?" Zhao Yuci interrupted him immediately, not wanting to listen to him.

Zhao Yuxuan also spoke calmly: "Qingchuan is right. That kind of pipe-shaped weapon is indeed called 'Lanmian Sou'. It is said that it was a weapon for the Chuojiao Fanzimen. It is said that in the past, there was a person who was very addicted to smoking and carried a pipe with him. However, he found it very troublesome to carry another weapon, so he specially made this kind of weapon."

Wu Xinrui watched the two fighters and said, "Their movements are so fast, I can't even see some of their moves clearly. I wonder what their cultivation levels are? Who will win?"

Ye Yu continued, "Both of them are at the early stage of the Earth Rank, so it will be difficult to determine a winner. Let's hurry up and not waste time; we still have important things to do."

Upon hearing her words, the group first realized that this hidden sect was indeed full of hidden talents, as the two people who were casually dueling on the roadside were actually Earth-level experts.

Then they were surprised. How did Ye Yu know? She could tell the cultivation levels of those two experts with just one glance? How powerful must Ye Yu be? At least at the late Earth Rank, right?

Wu Xinrui bit her lip and asked Ye Yu, "Hey, Ye Yu. What... is your cultivation level now?"

Ye Yu didn't stop walking and casually said, "Late stage of Earth Rank, I guess. I can advance to Heaven Rank at any time."

"What!" Except for Zhao Yuxuan, who remained calm, the others exclaimed in unison, "Heavenly Rank!"

Ye Yu paused, turned around and looked at their horrified expressions, then asked somewhat speechlessly, "Is the Heavenly Rank so rare?"

“Of course! Reaching the Earth Rank is already quite good. You actually said you can advance to the Heaven Rank at any time? Don’t brag!” Wu Xinrui replied.

“Yes, there has never been a single Heaven-rank master in the ancient martial arts world.” Ding Junning paused for a moment, then added, “But there should be quite a few here, right?”

Ye Yu wanted to say that there weren't many Heavenly Realm experts here, and she should have no problem dealing with someone at the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. But after thinking about it, she held back, since she had never fought against someone at the Heavenly Realm before.

“Why can’t Ye Yu reach the Heavenly Rank? She has such great talent. During the previous competition, her cultivation level was already higher than ours. It’s only a matter of time before she reaches the Heavenly Rank!” Zhao Yuci retorted, dissatisfied with Wu Xinrui’s statement.

After their initial surprise, Mu Qingchuan and Ding Junning both believed in Ye Yu's abilities. Just looking at her previous success in destroying the Tiger Tail Sect and single-handedly infiltrating this powerful and cunning sect, one could see her skill.

Zhao Yuxuan had always had confidence in Ye Yu.

There is a huge difference between the Profound Rank and the Earth Rank, so it's normal that Wu Xinrui doesn't believe it. Ye Yu felt there was no need to waste time explaining to her.

So Ye Yu said, "Just consider this me bragging. Let's hurry up and go, don't waste time."