A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Ultimately, what happened back then was due to the mistakes made by Chen Chu, which led to the Xuan Yun Holy Land becoming what it is today.

"Teacher Qingxuan, can the old man's injuries be treated with elixirs?"

Chen Yue's words were not heard by Xuan Yun Daoist, but were directly transmitted into the minds of Qingxuan Emperor and Tianji Emperor.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qingxuan glanced at the object and easily saw through the problem.

It's simply that during the previous battle, the foundation of the Source Sea was damaged, preventing further advancement.

Therefore, his cultivation level, which is stuck at the half-step King Realm, is awkward and neither high nor low. In essence, he is still considered to be at the peak of the Sun Wheel Realm.

It's not difficult to completely cure him; a single seventh-grade pill can fully heal him and allow him to break through the shackles and reach the true King Realm.

"The treatment is simple; a single Grade 7 Tonghai Jiuyu Pill is enough to solve the problem."

"The prerequisite is that the materials must be complete."

Having received a positive answer, Chen Yue felt more at ease.

As long as the materials are curable, that's not a problem; the real fear is that there's no cure.

Just by hearing the grade of the pills, Chen Yue could imagine how serious Xuan Yun Daoist's injuries were at the time, and that it might even require a seventh-grade pill to heal him.

If this had happened back then, it would have been a serious offense.

With Emperor Qingxuan and Emperor Tianji protecting him, Daoist Xuanyun constantly felt an invisible pressure emanating from Chen Yue.

This unknown force made him dare not act rashly again.

It seemed that if he showed even the slightest hostility towards Chen Yue, he would be killed on the spot.

So he suppressed his anger and tried to be as calm as possible in his attitude towards Chen Yue.

"How dare you come to the Xuan Yun Holy Land?!"

Yao Yu's furious roar shattered Xuan Yun Daoist's friendly intentions.

Before Xuan Yun Daoist could speak to stop her, Yao Yu was pressed to the ground by the rapidly descending pressure from above, unable to move.

Even when he unleashed his ninth level of Sun Wheel cultivation, it was to no avail. It was as if an entire world was pressing down on him, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move an inch.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Yun Dao Ren and Mu Xin immediately stepped in to help. The three Sun Wheel Realm experts unleashed their full source power, yet they couldn't even break through the pressure.

"Teacher Tianji!"

With just one sentence from Chen Yue, the oppressive aura that had left everyone helpless instantly dissipated.

If Chen Yue hadn't intervened, Yao Yu's words would have been enough to make him disappear from the Tianyuan Continent.

Freed from the oppressive aura, Yao Yu stood up shakily, still feeling lingering fear.

Having learned from the first experience with Yao Yu, Xuan Yun Daoist became even more certain that Chen Yue possessed an unspeakable secret.

"Is this what gives him the confidence to come to the Holy Land?"

Just then, Gu Jun and Chen Yu rushed to the summit of Xuanyun Mountain.

Seeing this quiet scene was quite unexpected. Given what Chen Chu had done, it was impossible for Xuan Yun Daoist to remain so calm.

Therefore, Gu Jun guessed that the reason why his master and two uncles were so calm was that they did not yet know Chen Yue's identity.

The youngest apprentice, Chen Yu, walked over with small steps. Instead of asking Chen Yue, Xuan Yun Daoist asked Chen Yu.

“Xiaoyu, your master has never asked about your origins. Do you come from a place called Jiangcheng?”

Gu Jun's heart skipped a beat; his previous thoughts were completely overturned by his master's question.

The fact that the master has already suspected Chen Yu means that he already knows Chen Yue's identity.

Faced with Xuan Yun Dao Ren's question, Chen Yu glanced at Chen Yue and then at Gu Jun, and answered honestly, "Yes, Master, your disciple is from the Chen family of Jiangcheng."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yun Daoist's gaze towards Gu Jun flashed with a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.

Unfortunately, Gu Jun happened to catch her, and she was so frightened that she looked around and dared not meet her master's eyes again.

The upheaval that occurred more than a decade ago dealt a heavy blow to the Xuan Yun Holy Land.

The unfortunate demise of Ancestor Xuanyun caused Xuanyun Holy Land to fall out of the ranks of king-level forces.

Xuan Yun Daoist spent several years searching for clues about Chen Chu, but he only managed to trace him back to his escape from the ancient secret realm, and all the clues ended there.

Whether Chen Chu lived or died was unknown. Many years later, two members of the Chen family from Jiangcheng appeared before him.

One of them was even Chen Chu's child.

Xuan Yun Daoist simply couldn't understand why Chen Yue had come to Xuan Yun Holy Land after such an incident.

As the son of Chen Chu, shouldn't he avoid the Xuan Yun Holy Land?

Why has Chen Chu not appeared for so many years? When Xuan Yun Holy Land suffered disaster because of him, did he feel no remorse at all?

After a moment of thought, Daoist Xuanyun finally voiced the question that had been lingering in his mind.

"Chen Chu, why won't you come to see me?"

Chen Yue frowned deeply. "My father... passed away many years ago."

Master Xuanyun remained calm, showing little surprise; he had already suspected this.

"What exactly is your purpose in coming to the Xuan Yun Holy Land? Do you want to relive the scene from back then?"

"Should my Xuan Yun Holy Land suffer such a heavy blow again?"

Chen Yue replied with a serious expression, "My father passed away too early; I didn't know his actions would bring disaster to the Xuan Yun Holy Land."

"If the Holy Lord is willing to accept me as a disciple of Xuanyun despite past grievances, I will do my best to compensate Xuanyun Holy Land on behalf of my father."

Xuan Yun Daoist naturally did not believe these high-sounding words.

"Compensation? What can a child like you possibly offer as compensation?"

Chen Yue immediately said, "I have a way to treat your injuries."

Xuan Yun Daoist couldn't help but laugh loudly: "You have a way. Your bragging skills are no different from Chen Chu's."

"If you can cure him, I will give you the position of Holy Lord of Xuanyun."

His injuries require at least a sixth-grade pill to fully heal.

In this vast Lingyuan Mountain Range, where could he find a sixth-grade alchemist? Even if he could, the price they would ask for would be unbearable.

Many years have passed, and Xuan Yun Dao Ren has completely accepted his fate.

Just then, a little child claimed he could cure him—what a ridiculous joke!

Upon hearing Xuan Yun Daoist's hearty laughter, Mu Xin and Yao Yu, who were standing beside him, trembled uncontrollably.

Upon seeing Chen Chu's child, the eldest brother's emotions became somewhat unusual; it had been at least ten years since the two had heard him laugh.

The sudden laughter made the two of them feel that the situation was too abnormal.

Chen Yue ignored Xuan Yun Daoist's words and insisted on his own opinion.

"If I fail to do so within half a month, you can do whatever you want with me."

Xuan Yun Daoist immediately pointed out the extremely serious consequences, trying to make Chen Yue back down.

"If you can't, then I will destroy all your cultivation."

Without even thinking, Chen Yue replied, "Of course."

This swift answer stunned everyone present. How could someone so easily give up a cultivation level of the seventh level of the Spirit Mansion?

Master Xuanyun clapped his hands repeatedly and said loudly, "Good, little boy, you have guts!"

"You said it would take half a month to cure, so I'll give you half a month."

"If you can't do it, I hope you can do what you just said."