LRAB Chapter 302 The Resolute Chen Feng
Chapter 302 The Resolute Chen Feng
"No need to paint a rosy picture for me," Chen Feng asserted firmly.
"Regardless of your background or origin, I shall not accept you as my mentor. In my heart, only Prince Jingyang of Jing Nation holds the potential to be my master, and I am the sole worthy disciple of his."
With unwavering determination, Chen Feng remained steadfast in his resolve. Following their encounter in the Immortal Realm, nothing could deter him from seeking Gu Lan as his mentor. This resolve was unshakable, resolute.
Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, Elder Nightfall fell into a thoughtful silence. "What is the true name of this Prince Jingyang from Jing Nation?"
He inquired after observing Chen Feng for a moment, convinced of the sincerity in his words.
A person who commanded such respect from the chosen one intrigued Elder Nightfall. Such individuals were far from ordinary mortals.
"Gu Lan, a senior," Chen Feng replied without hesitation. "The one who looks back and stirs ripples in calm waters."
Chen Feng didn't withhold any information. With the reputation of the senior in Jing Nation, it was common knowledge that anyone in Jing Nation could learn of his deeds and name with ease.
"Gu Lan..." Elder Nightfall murmured, lightly tapping his fingertips together.
Under the shimmering starlight, amidst the vastness of the cosmos, the old man entered a state of meditation, seeking insight into this individual's destiny.
It was a method frequently employed by the Temple of Destiny, capable of divining fortunes and locating individuals.
Yet, to Elder Nightfall's bewilderment, there seemed to be no trace of this individual named Gu Lan.
Why would such a person be regarded as Prince Jingyang of Jing Nation? Frowning deeply, he persisted in his divination.
"Are you certain that this Prince Jingyang's name is Gu Lan?" he asked, casting a skeptical glance at Chen Feng.
"How could it be otherwise? Almost everyone in Jing Nation knows of Senior Gu," Chen Feng retorted.
"Even if they don't know his name, they must have heard of the illustrious deeds recorded in the annals of the Tianji Pavilion."
Growing impatient with Elder Nightfall's doubt regarding the senior's identity, Chen Feng abruptly stood, settled the bill, and departed from the teahouse. He had no interest in entertaining Elder Nightfall any further.
Whether the old man's suspicions were warranted or not, Chen Feng cared little, for it seemed the elder lacked respect for his prospective mentor. Indeed, ignorance equated to disrespect in his eyes.
With swift strides, Chen Feng hastened towards the capital of Jing Nation...
In recent days, the teahouses and taverns under the Gu Mansion's name were consistently packed due to the availability of ice cream.
Ice cream had conquered the entire capital city. Mu Yuyan accepted a cone of ice cream and gestured for her attendants to bring some to her teacher, Su Hua, and Zhang Qingwei.
Of course, some would be sent to Simu and her husband as well. After finishing her own ice cream, Mu Yuyan personally delivered the treats.
She enjoyed seeing her daughter's delight in eating ice cream but also worried about the coldness of the treat... Indeed, if childbirth wasn't meant for amusement, it would be utterly meaningless!
"Mumu, eating ice cream!" Simu exclaimed joyfully upon hearing the mention of ice cream, promptly leaping off the Suan Ni's back and sprinting to her mother's side.
The terrifying speed at which she moved put even the Suan Ni, a fierce beast, to shame. It followed behind the little girl eagerly, hoping for a chance to taste the treat...
Suddenly, a messenger arrived, bearing news for the empress.
"Temple of Destiny? Elder Nightfall?"
Mu Yuyan read the names on the message, her expression filled with puzzlement. She relayed the information provided by the guard to Gu Lan, who was pondering for a moment before deciding to allow the visitor entry.
Yet another individual from the Immortal Realm.
Following the recent encounter with the Heavenly Tribulation, Gu Lan keenly felt the suppression exerted by the Heavenly Dao upon mortal cultivators.
It was akin to a veil of mist obscuring the path of cultivation. Perhaps, by interacting more with individuals from the Upper Realms, this fog could be dispelled...
"By the heavens! The aura of a phoenix! A pure-blooded Suan Ni!"
Elder Nightfall exclaimed in astonishment as he entered, increasingly astounded by what he witnessed.
The esteemed Elder of the Temple of Destiny now seemed like a country bumpkin! If the Immortal Realm residents were to witness this scene, they would surely burst into laughter!
Of course, it wasn't Elder Nightfall's fault. Initially, he thought Jing Nation had only one Prince Jingyang, but upon arriving, he discovered that there was more than one Prince Jingyang in Jing Nation!
A human infant with a monstrous talent not belonging to a divine beast, two young maidservants who had already glimpsed the threshold of the Immortal Stage, and an emperor with luxurious attire and peerless grace!
Among these individuals, given enough time, they could all become the most formidable figures in the Six Realms! They might even surpass him... it was highly probable!
"Hope the old sir doesn't speak out of turn and offend the seniors," Chen Feng whispered, refraining from peeking further inside, and respectfully waited outside the Royal Beast Field.