C125

"I am Yi Feng." In front of these experts, it was best to be more polite.

"Yi Feng, who stayed in the Jade Spring Pool for forty days?"

"Exactly."

"Yi Feng, who came out of the ninth teleportation portal of the Netherworld Tower?"

"Exactly."

As an elder of the Myriad Sword Sect, he naturally knew of the Patriarch's secret orders. Even though Cui Shen had already told him about it, the old man was still a bit uncertain. This young man was way too young.

"Senior Brother, don't ask anymore, I have already confirmed that he is Yi Feng." When he first found out about it, he was no less shocked than the hempen-robed elder.

"Sigh, such a young hero. We're all old." The hempen-robed elder sighed.

All the experts from the three major sects nodded their heads. They had heard of Yi Feng's name because it came from their ancestor.

A youth that even the forefathers had to protect was not someone they could afford to offend. Their expressions returned to normal and they no longer underestimated this white-clothed youth.

However, the ancestors of the other clans and the experts from the second-rate powers did not know the reason behind this. However, they did not continue to look for Yi Feng.

Liu Chuang's fear disappeared from his eyes. However, it was replaced by a hidden killing intent.

Just as everyone was praising Yi Feng, the head of the Black Wind Family, Xuan Feng Yang, suddenly entered the yard. He said respectfully to Patriarch Xuan Feng, "Patriarch has a few seniors who are visiting."

The Xuan Feng Yang looked at the many experts with admiration. When he looked at Yi Feng, his eyes were filled with undisguised envy. It was a great honor to be able to be seen by Xiantian experts. Even he didn't have the qualifications.

"Oh? There was still someone that hadn't arrived? "Who?" These people were the only ones that gathered at the meeting. He did not remember anyone who didn't come.

"This old man." A calm voice rang out in the crowd's ears. The voice contained an irresistible sense of majesty as three silhouettes appeared within the courtyard.

The leading old man had a ruddy complexion, and the one who spoke was none other than this person. Two middle-aged men followed behind the old man. They seemed to be very respectful to the old man in front of them.

The moment the three of them appeared, the atmosphere on the stage became a little strange. Everyone's gaze shrunk imperceptibly, and Yi Feng moved in a flash to block Liu Jing'er.

"May I know who senior is?" He was someone that even Grandmaster Xuan Feng had to refer to as a senior. One could only imagine that this person's cultivation base had already reached the Void Prying Stage.

"This old man has not left the valley for a hundred years. I'm afraid those old men have already forgotten about us, the Ash Wolf." There was a hint of anger in the old man's words, and the old ghosts seemed to have a grudge with him.

Almost at the same time, a voice sounded in the hearts of all the Xiantian masters present: 'He is Cang Lang, the Elder of Netherworld Valley, Cang Lang!' Everyone's face turned pale as they subconsciously took a few steps back. It was evident that they were extremely wary of this Ash Wolf.

"Hmph. I won't do anything to you. I'm only here to participate in this auction." The Ash Wolf gave a cold snort. If not for the ancestor's order not to engage in a battle with the major sects, the Ash Wolf would have probably started a massacre.

"Brother Ash Wolf, to think that you would be here as well. Haha, it's been a long time since we last met." Suddenly, another figure appeared in the courtyard. It was an old man wearing an old robe. It was as if he had not been washed for many years.

"Greetings, Grand Elder." The people from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect said respectfully. The old man in front of them was the Great Elder of the School of Ten Thousand Swords, Jian Yun.

"Jian Yun, I already knew you were here. Now that you've come out, you're still as wretched as you were in the past." From the looks of it, it was very familiar with the sword cloud.

"Hehe, this old man has always been like this. Aren't you still the same? Your temper is still so bad." Jian Yun chuckled.

"Aren't the two of you coming out? Don't tell me you want me to invite you out?" The Ash Wolf suddenly said. Before the Ash Wolf's voice could fade away, two figures materialized in the courtyard.

However, Yi Feng recognized one of them. It was Elder Yan, whom Yi Feng had met at the Xuan Dao Sect for the first time. At this moment, Elder Yan's face was expressionless. He glanced at Yi Feng before retracting his gaze.

The other person was an old lady. Her face was old and her eyes were dim. She did not look at the people around her and only glanced at Jing Jing who was standing behind Yi Feng.

"Greetings, Elder Yan." Zhan Tian and the rest of the Xuan Dao Sect members said respectfully. This Old Yan might not have any position in the Xuan Dao Sect, but his strength was not inferior to the sect master.

"Greetings, Martial Aunt Chen." Everyone in the Divine Music Valley said to the old woman.

"Jing Er, why did you come here?" The old woman didn't pay attention to the others. Instead, she suddenly whispered to Liu Li Jing'er.

"Grandma, I came with little brother Feng." Liu Li Jing'er's face flushed red, but she still mustered her courage and said.

Yi Feng was shocked, this old man was actually Liu Li Jing'er's grandma. His expression immediately became extremely strange. Liu Li Jing'er called me grandma, could he be considered grandson-in-law?

"It's this youth. Hmph, how dare you. Ziyang is still lying on the bed, and you actually came here with him? What sort of logic is that?" The old lady coldly snorted, looking at Yi Feng with an ice-cold gaze.

"Big Sis Chen, there's no need to be so angry, right? This is a matter of youngsters. Why are you still participating?" Jian Yun laughed with a face full of cynicism and strangeness.

"This is this old woman's family matter, there's no need for you to interfere. Jing Er, come over." The old lady spoke coldly to Jian Yun, after which she turned to look at Jing Er.

It was obvious that Liu Li Jing'er said she came with him because she had feelings for him, and now this old lady was trying to obstruct him in every way possible. However, given her strength, she was still Liu Li Jing'er's grandmother, and he really did not know what to say.

Jian Yun shrugged his shoulders helplessly. He didn't want to bother with other people's family matters, but the way he looked at Yi Feng was extremely appreciative. It was obvious that he knew Yi Feng was the young man the ancestor spoke of.

"Old granny, aren't you irritating? We're dealing with family matters here, so we're nothing in your eyes." However, the Ash Wolf suddenly said with an impatient tone.

The complexions of all the Xiantian masters present paled. If these Sky Shattering masters were to fight, they would be in for a loss of face.

Sure enough, the sadness in this old man's eyes disappeared. His figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already throwing a punch towards the Ash Wolf.

"Big Sis Chen's temper is still that bad. She's even better than a Ash Wolf. Old Yan, let's go in and drink some tea." Jian Yun laughed.

"Sure." Elder Yan didn't say much and directly walked towards the main hall. However, he suddenly turned his head towards Yi Feng and said, "Come over here and bring your little girlfriend over for tea too."

Yi Feng was shocked and embarrassed. Elder Yan was such a comedian, but he still brought Jing`er with him to the main hall.

"Hmph, I don't have the time to fight with you today." With a snort, the old woman appeared in the hall as well, and the Ash Wolf entered.

At this time, there were only six people in the hall. Yi Feng and Liu Li Jing'er were among the four experts. The other Xiantian masters were standing outside the courtyard respectfully, looking at Yi Feng and Liu Li Jing'er with envy in their eyes.