I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 704 - 450 Daoists Gather (Don’t Miss This - )

Immediately, Sima Ke had sent a letter to Princess Pingyang, explaining the pros and cons to her, of course, he only mentioned the grievances between himself and Chen Yuan.

As for his suspicions, he naturally did not dare to reveal a single word.

Otherwise, once the matter leaked out, it would truly be over.

After reading the letter, Princess Pingyang was speechless. She did not say much herself; her younger brother, however, was quite concerned, and directly had someone tell him

to take care of his own affairs first.

As for other things, at least Princess Pingyang was not in the mood for now.

Chen Yuan was indeed outstanding, strong in ability, high in talent, and stable in character, but to commit herself to him now was still not acceptable, as she was not keen on matters of love and affection.

No matter towards whom.

Unless the Emperor insisted very strongly that she marry.

But that possibility was not great...

Moreover, it was just a minor rumor for now, truly not taken seriously by many.

For several days, the Capital remained very calm.

Apart from the officials of the Ministry of Rites getting busy, there was no change from usual.

After all, the ancestral worship ceremony had many cumbersome rituals, all of which needed to be prepared by the officials of the Ministry of Rites; apart from this, no waves were stirred.

Chen Yuan also spent his days slowly cultivating.

That day, in the evening.

After finishing a day’s duties, Chen Yuan left the Eastern Imperial City Bureau and returned to Duke Wuwei Mansion. Upon returning, he had the mansion closed and did not accept any visitors temporarily.

The people in the Earl’s mansion were used to this and did not notice anything unusual with their lord.

Returning to the mansion, Chen Yuan went straight to the secret chamber, took out the fragments of the Heavenly Book from his sleeve, immersed his spirit in it, and informed the other Daoists of his return to the mansion.

This was a prearranged meeting before the ancestral worship ceremony.

After sending the message, Chen Yuan closed his eyes to rest.

Time ticked away slowly.

About a quarter of an hour later.

The door of the secret chamber, slightly ajar, was blown open by a breeze. Chen Yuan’s ears twitched as if he sensed something and slowly opened his eyes, gazing forward and saying,

"Since you all have arrived, please show yourselves."

As his words fell, Jiang He, clad in white, was the first to appear, materializing slowly from the void, still as sharp and cold as ever.

But with Chen Yuan’s subtle perception, he noticed something different about Jiang He’s condition than before.

His aura... seemed even more ethereal.

His power had advanced again!

"Giggle, giggle..."

Following Jiang He’s appearance was the silver bell-like laughter of Su Ziyue, who also walked out slowly from the void, dressed in a bright red long dress with her long hair pinned up with a phoenix hairpin.

She was still so dazzling.

The lights were still so bright.

Honestly, Su Ziyue’s beauty was among the best Chen Yuan had ever seen, comparable only perhaps to Lady Xu, but the various intertwined qualities about her were intoxicating.

Chen Yuan knew that this must be the power of the Six Desires Immortal Scripture. Her every frown and smile was filled with a tremendous seductive power, even without doing anything,

she was far stronger than those vulgar flirts.

Feeling the aura around her, Chen Yuan’s expression suddenly became intense.

The aura emanating from her was far beyond what it had been before.

She had broken through!

Absolutely, she had broken through; otherwise, such an aura would not be possible.

True Master of Yang Transformation!

"Chen Yuan, it’s been a long time."

Su Ziyue giggled and slowly settled into the chair prepared in front of Chen Yuan.

"We just met two months ago."

"Is it? Then perhaps it was because I lost track of time during my cultivation," Su Ziyue said with a light laugh.

"Brother Jiang!"

Chen Yuan bowed slightly as he spoke.

In public, Chen Yuan naturally still addressed him formally out of respect, but privately, they were equals.

"Hmm."

Jiang He didn’t say much, just nodded and casually chose a spot to sit.

Still as terse as ever.

After these two appeared, the third to show up was Li Suqing, dressed in palace attire, her plain clothes exuding an elegant and luxurious air, similar to the Noble Consort in the palace.

Only quieter.

The fourth to appear was Chu Changfeng, dressed in a black robe, his expression grave.

The fifth to appear was the elderly man Yang Huatian in gray robes, smiling warmly at Chen Yuan.

The three of them basically appeared one after another.

Overall, there was not much change compared to before, only Jiang He and Su Ziyue were different, and the other three were still the same as before.

But that was normal, as they had only been apart for two months at most.

How much could change in just two months?

Once the Daoists had taken their seats, Chen Yuan waved his hand and five sets of tea equipment flew out from the Heavenly Book, emitting steam, having just been brewed by him.

"Please, everyone!"

Chen Yuan said calmly.

Chu Changfeng and the others did not stand on ceremony, directly picking up the teacups and taking a sip. They were not afraid of Chen Yuan poisoning the tea, firstly because they trusted him, and secondly, at their realm,

such tricks like poison almost had no effect on them anymore.

Entering the Upper Three Realms also meant they were gradually leaving the mundane world.

"You broke through again?"

After having the tea, Su Ziyue was the first to ask.

As soon as she spoke, the others also turned their gaze to Chen Yuan; he did not hide it, as they had already sensed it upon entering Duke Wuwei Mansion.

But it had not been appropriate to ask before.

They looked at him with eyes full of doubt and also felt a shock in their hearts.

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