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

Gu Jun quietly walked up to Chen Yue and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, you've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Yue said calmly, "If I say I'll come, I will."

The two hadn't seen each other for a while, and as soon as they met, they started chatting and laughing.

Upon seeing this scene, Xuan Yun Daoist suddenly remembered the bet he made with Gu Jun before he began recruiting disciples.

A chill ran down his spine: "Oh no, we've fallen for their trap!"

Before he could react, Gu Jun was already standing in front of him.

"Master, is Chen Yue's cultivation at the seventh level of the Spirit Mansion realm considered exceptionally talented?"

Although Xuan Yun Daoist was reluctant to admit it, he couldn't go against his conscience.

A teenager at the seventh level of the Spirit Mansion realm—if that's not considered a genius, then what is?

Daoist Xuanyun could only answer willingly, "Yes, why wouldn't it count!"

"I never thought that one day I would fall for your trick."

Gu Jun's smile was exceptionally bright as he stretched out his hands and said without any politeness, "Master, where's the Xuanbing sword you promised?"

Xuan Yun Daoist, true to his word, took out the Xuanbing (mysterious weapon) he had prepared for Chen Yu from his storage bag.

The entire sword is pure white and delicate like jade; both the blade and the hilt are uniformly white.

It feels very fragile, as if it would shatter on the spot if dropped on the ground.

Unlike ordinary longswords, this snow-white Xuanbing sword is very small, with a blade length about half that of a longsword. It's like a finely crafted work of art.

However, its exquisite yet simple appearance completely drew Chen Yu's attention.

"What a...what a beautiful sword."

Chen Yu's little hands were itching to grab the sword, and suddenly the wooden sword at his waist didn't seem so appealing anymore.

"Take it." Xuan Yun Daoist tossed it into the air.

Gu Jun seized the opportunity and leaped into the air, grabbing the snow-white short sword.

The moment he touched her, Gu Jun felt a slight coolness in his palm.

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me the sword!"

"I wonder what this short sword is called?"

Master Xuanyun explained, "This sword is called the White Jade Sword. It is a Xuan-rank weapon and was forged from a piece of white jade that calms the mind."

Upon hearing this, Gu Jun murmured, "The white jade sword... it does match the appearance of this short sword."

This small, short sword was carefully selected for Chen Yu by Daoist Xuanyun.

Considering that Chen Yu's body is still not fully grown, a long sword would be too cumbersome for him.

It was noticed that the wooden sword Chen Yu usually used was much smaller than a regular longsword.

That's why we chose this white jade sword for him; it's a Xuan-rank weapon and will last him for a while.

The sword was exquisite and compact, so it didn't feel bulky to him.

Xuan Yun Daoist originally intended to hand it over to Chen Yu personally, but Gu Jun won it first.

But none of that matters. As long as it ends up in Chen Yu's hands, why worry about so much?

Xuan Yun Daoist waited quietly, and Gu Jun handed the white jade sword to Chen Yu.

But his next move was completely beyond his expectations.

Gu Jun nodded in satisfaction and took out the Qinghong Sword and the Baiyu Sword for comparison.

"This sword is good; its small size makes it a good backup."

"I'm very satisfied because she's good-looking."

As he spoke, Gu Jun tucked the white jade sword into his waistband, showing absolutely no intention of sending him away.

Xuan Yun Daoist was completely bewildered upon seeing this, thinking to himself, "Is this brat really planning to keep him for me?"

Chen Yu stared intently at the white jade sword at Gu Jun's waist, refusing to look away. His big eyes blinked, his expression filled with longing for the white jade sword.

Master Xuanyun shook his head helplessly. The white jade sword had already been given to Gu Jun as a wager, so it was already his own.

As for whether or not to send it away, that depends on what Gu Jun thinks; Xuan Yun Daoist has completely lost the right to decide.

Seeing that Gu Jun also loved the white jade sword, Xuan Yun Daoist knew that he had misunderstood this time.

The Xuanbing weapon given to Chen Yu had to be replaced with a new one.

Having obtained what he wanted, Gu Jun decided to remain atop Xuan Yun Mountain.

The recruitment of disciples within the Holy Land was not yet over, and he naturally wanted to go and see what the excitement was like.

"Master, since everything is alright now."

"I'll take my leave now. I'm going to check on the new disciples and see how many of them have a chance of advancing to the core level."

Master Xuanyun waved his hand, "Very well, you may go."

Gu Jun nodded repeatedly, "Master, my two senior uncles, goodbye!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, Little Chen Yu, let's go!"

After saying this, the three figures quickly disappeared from the summit of Xuanyun Mountain.

During the departure, Chen Yue noticed that Gu Jun and Chen Yu were moving too slowly, so he grabbed them and used his Instantaneous Movement ability on them one after another.

They rushed towards the Xuan Yun Holy Land's disciple-recruiting area at an extremely fast speed.

After Chen Yue left the summit of Xuanyun Mountain, Mu Xin, who had remained silent until now, could no longer suppress his confusion.

Master Xuanyun stroked his long beard. "Let's go down and talk."

An elderly man dressed in white robes quietly appeared in the pavilion at the foot of Xuanyun Mountain.

Mu Xin and Yao Yu followed closely behind, sitting in the pavilion with Xuan Yun Daoist.

Mu Xin asked in confusion, "Senior brother, have you forgotten something important?"

"As Chen Chu's son, that child must know something."

Xuan Yun Daoist, however, maintained a calm demeanor, saying, "A child who can reach the seventh level of the Spirit Mansion in his teens can still remain calm in front of the three of us."

"His calm demeanor suggested that someone was protecting him in the dark."

"The cultivation levels of the three of us are far too shallow."

"He has too many secrets; we can't rush things."

Listening attentively to Xuan Yun Daoist's words, Mu Xin recalled the oppressive force that had caused his source power to dissipate.

That powerful force has absolutely nothing to do with Chen Yue.

But as soon as you show hostility towards that child, that overwhelming pressure will immediately sweep over you.

Muxin remained wary of Chen Yue's appearance.

If they discover anything amiss with him, they will do everything in their power, even at the cost of their lives, to drive him out of the sacred land of Xuanyun.

"Senior brother, we've been searching for Chen Chu for so many years."

"Now that we finally have information to offer, why not bring things up and get to the bottom of this!"

Hearing Mu Xin's continuous questions, Xuan Yun Daoist sighed deeply.

Listening to their conversation, Yao Yu felt her head spinning.

"Eldest brother, second brother, what are you talking about?"

Mu Xin ignored Yao Yu and quietly waited for his senior brother's reply.

Xuan Yun Daoist knew exactly what Mu Xin was asking about; it was nothing more than the ancient treasure that Chen Chu had brought out from the ancient secret realm.

The Eastern Region forces' pursuit of Chen Chu was a ruse; their true aim was to seize that unknown ancient treasure.

The reason they severely damaged the Xuan Yun Holy Land was simply to retrieve that treasure, wasn't it?

Apart from Chen Chu himself, no one knows what that treasure is.

"Second Junior Brother, since that child has chosen to return to the Xuan Yun Holy Land..."

“If he knows the whereabouts of the treasure, he will tell us on his own without us even having to ask.”

"If he doesn't know, what's the point of using torture to extract a confession?"