Chapter 1439: Chapter 1436: A Sense of Déjà Vu

One must know, although Shen Wanjing is much younger than Wan Daorong in age, in front of Yang Fei, he is considered an ancient monster.

Especially when it comes to Shen Wanjing’s family status and cultivation realm, he is among the top echelon figures in the entire Great Cultivation World. With his standing, to put it bluntly, he doesn’t even have to give Wan Daorong much face.

Therefore, Wan Daorong’s disciple is nothing in his eyes, and he couldn’t possibly be so enthusiastic and inviting the first time he meets Wan Daorong’s so-called closed-door disciple.

He even mentioned something about having a connection in the cultivation world for the future.

This is not just a connection, it is simply a great blessing and care.

Under normal circumstances, Wan Daorong would certainly feel proud, thinking that Shen Wanjing is grateful for the guidance and teachings he received back in the day, and thus is taking care of his disciple’s descendants.

But now the situation is special.

After all, Yang Fei is from Earth, and most importantly, he carries too many secrets, among which the genetic liquid medicine is the most critical and precious.

So instinctively, Wan Daorong would think that Shen Wanjing must have heard something and specifically intercepted him and Yang Fei on their way back to the Shang Qing Sect.

Otherwise, the other party wouldn’t have invited Yang Fei as well.

Although vigilant in his heart, since the other party is inviting normally, giving him ample face, and clearly mentioning special care for his disciple, which is a tremendous favor, how could he refuse?

Wan Daorong glanced at Yang Fei, smiled, and said: "Hurry and thank Master Shen for his support and care."

Yang Fei quickly clasped his hands, bowed ninety degrees to Shen Wanjing, and said: "Junior Yang Fei, thank you, Master Shen, for your care."

Shen Wanjing laughed heartily, waved his hand, and said: "Master is my senior, you are the master’s disciple, we can be regarded as the same generation, it’s enough for you to call me senior brother."

Wan Daorong’s eyelids twitched, feeling more that Shen Wanjing’s attitude towards Yang Fei was excessively good.

Yang Fei also sensed this and became secretly vigilant.

Although it’s his first time in the Southern Domain Cultivation World, he understands the cultivation world as a place of the survival of the fittest. A big figure like Shen Wanjing wouldn’t be so courteous based solely on Wan Daorong’s face, but yet, he does.

Strange actions always have demons behind them.

Shen Wanjing laughed as he looked at Yang Fei and continued: "Yang Fei, right? Hahaha, at such a young age, you’re already at Core Formation cultivation; truly extraordinary talent, your qualifications and talent are even better than mine back then. Such talent makes me, Shen Wanjing, even more eager to make friends, hoping for nothing but to form a goodwill for my Shen family in the future."

With that, he stepped aside, gestured invitingly, and said: "Master Wan, Little Daoist Yang Fei, please!"

Wan Daorong nodded, "Since Master Shen has graciously invited us, if I refuse, it would be hypocritical. Please."

Then he led Yang Fei off the ship and, under Shen Wanjing’s guidance, flew towards the bustling area at the center of Shifang City.

In the sky, many cultivators were riding swords. Yang Fei extended his divine sense and found that most were Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement Cultivators, with only a few Core Formation experts passing by, but they were rare.

As for the aura of Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, he couldn’t sense it at all.

Considering the vast Shifang City, it couldn’t be without Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses, perhaps his realm was too low to detect the existence of those Nascent Soul powerhouses.

And those cultivators flying with swords in the void paused to watch as the three of them passed, all bowing from afar with respectful expressions and humility.

Yang Fei couldn’t help but feel secretly envious.

He wondered when he would be able to possess such prestige as Wan Daorong and Shen Wanjing in the Great Cultivation World.

After flying for a while, a gigantic mansion appeared on the ground ahead.

The mansion was shrouded by a light curtain of an isolation array, rendering the scenery inside unclear from outside, only vaguely visible was the outline of a massive mansion.

Suddenly, Yang Fei had an inexplicable disturbance in his heart.

He could almost feel like he had been to this place before.

No.

It wasn’t that he had come here before, but a strange feeling of familiarity overwhelmed him.

His mind suddenly thought of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace.

He and Qin Yanyang had once been swallowed completely by that furnace, which devoured all their life essence blood and qi mechanism, later being fed back by the furnace.

This Shifang City was originally built by Taoist Wuji to resurrect Jiang Shifang, could there be some connection?

Is it possible that the fed-back life qi mechanism and life essence blood contained memories of Taoist Wuji or Jiang Shifang?

Yang Fei quickly dismissed this thought.

There shouldn’t be such a situation.

Yet, deep in his heart, he secretly grew vigilant, realizing he needed to be more careful in the future. He must avoid further being ’polluted’ by the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace, so as not to become something other than himself, possibly a puppet of Taoist Wuji or Jiang Shifang in the future.

As the three approached, the array enveloping the huge manor automatically opened a passage to allow the three to pass through.

Yang Fei couldn’t help but look back; the array shield had closed again.

And when he turned back, that heart-palpitating feeling swept over him once more.

He suppressed the panic in his heart and glanced around.

Before him was a huge estate with an area of tens of thousands of square meters.

The structure of the estate was no different from ancient Earth architecture, with pavilions, towers with crimson building eaves, and intricately carved beams and rafters.

Additionally, the estate boasted vast medicine fields teeming with spiritual energy. Just a glance allowed Yang Fei to perceive that every plant in those fields was an exceedingly rare treasure.

As he secretly observed these, his heart suddenly tensed, feeling numerous powerful divine senses scanning him.

So many strong ones!

Yang Fei was secretly horrified.

At this moment, he truly realized that he had come to a new world full of powerful figures, where he who could act unrestrainedly on Earth was now only a weakling here.

Damn, the sudden transition from strong to weak is really hard to adapt to.

Wan Daorong glanced at Yang Fei indifferently and smiled.

Obviously, he could sense everything just now, perhaps already guessing Yang Fei’s changing thoughts.

Soon, Shen Wanjing led the two to the front of the main building.

Several female cultivators, all possessing excellent figures, appearance, and temperament, hurriedly approached to welcome them.

Yang Fei was secretly astonished to find these female cultivators had auras stronger than his own, all being Core Formation cultivators.

Yet these Core Formation female cultivators respectfully bowed to Shen Wanjing and Wan Daorong, much like the attendants he used to see in top-tier hotels.

Golden Core Cultivators, treating themselves as servants in front of Shen Wanjing—this was the first time Yang Fei gained a relatively objective understanding of Shen Wanjing’s status, and the immense wealth of the Shen Family.

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