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Chapter 54: Chapter 025 Purple Girl

The first immortal? Who is the first immortal? Did he say this sentence?

Yi Lin was confused, but Yi Feng got the meaning. Whether the first person to become an immortal said it or not is not important. What\'s important is Yan Chuan\'s attitude at this moment.

Is it possible? Yes, why not?

Yi Feng smiled slightly and shook his head. "The prince\'s thoughts impress me, but..."

"I can definitely tell you that it is absolutely possible!" Yan Chuan stated again.

"Oh?" Yi Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Just in terms of political systems, is the country\'s political system imperfect?" Yan Chuan asked.

"It\'s perfect. Unfortunately, it will never succeed. In this vast world, countries belong under immortal sects. Under any immortal sect, it has never changed!" Yi Feng shook his head.

Yan Chuan frowned slightly. Naturally, he could understand where Yi Feng\'s certainty came from. For Yi Feng, although he couldn\'t enter the cultivation world, it should not be too difficult to inquire about some news.

Yi Feng said that countries have always been suppressed under immortal sects?

Yan Chuan was slightly silent. Could it be that in this world, dynasties are coming to an end? Where exactly is he?

"Prince?" Yi Feng asked in confusion.

Yan Chuan came to his senses and stopped dwelling on this matter. Instead, he shook his head and said, "As you said, countries have always been at the bottom. But why does this political system still exist?"

"Hmm?" Yi Feng frowned slightly.

"Because countries have their own uniqueness. Countries have an indelible and strong vitality! Even at the bottom, they are eternal!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"As you said, so what?" Yi Feng frowned.

"Leaving aside immortal sects, what can you see in the State of Yan?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Oh?"

"In the cultivation world, there is the Julu Academy. In my State of Yan, there is also the \'Imperial Academy\'. In the cultivation world, there are various Buddhist and Taoist sects. In my State of Yan, there is the \'Altar of Heaven\' for sacrificing to heaven. In the cultivation world, there is feng shui that can communicate with the underworld. In my State of Yan, there is the \'Earth Official\' to assess the situation. Do you think there is a connection?" Yan Chuan smiled.

Yi Feng\'s expression suddenly became solemn, and he stared firmly at Yan Chuan. Because from Yan Chuan\'s tone, he heard a great ambition.

This ambition was the greatest Yi Feng had ever seen in his life!

Yan Chuan\'s goal was not just as big as the Julu Academy. Instead, he aimed at the world, not only the mortal world but also the world of cultivators.

"This is impossible!" Yi Feng shouted in a deep voice.

"Grand Tutor, let\'s continue playing. You think about it again. A few days ago, when Meng Rongrong recruited you, why didn\'t you agree immediately?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Hmm?" Yi Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I think you have your considerations. Think deeply again. Why do you have those considerations! What exactly does Yi Feng want? What is the most important thing to you!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Continue playing chess!" Yi Feng said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Yi Feng didn\'t want to dwell on this matter and wanted to use chess to forget that inappropriate thought.

"Okay, continue playing!" Yan Chuan nodded.

...

One month later.

Wind and thunder rolled, clouds roared. Inside the valley within a valley of Xingluo Mountain Villa has become a mythical place.

Countless chess kings were waiting with excitement.

Even just waiting could express their infinite piety towards chess at this moment.

In the pavilion by the lake, Meng Rongrong, Chang Qing and others had been waiting for a month.

The loud thunder in the sky, the neighs of thousands of horses and the roars of thousands of troops in the fog constantly showed the fierceness of this battle.

A month had passed, and the game was still not over.

Meng Rongrong stared at the small lake covered in white fog with a gloomy expression.

"Yan Chuan!" There was a flash of irritation in Meng Rongrong\'s eyes.

"Young lady, actually there\'s no need to worry. Yan Chuan can\'t defeat the young lady. Yi Feng is not a fool. How could he give up the opportunity for longevity?"

"Yes, young lady. Just one game of chess. How could it convince Yi Feng?"

...

All the students of the Julu Academy continuously comforted Meng Rongrong.

Meng Rongrong let out a long breath. Then, she showed a wry smile. "Originally, I thought so too. But for some reason, I always have a bad feeling. It seems that the more this game is played, the higher Yan Chuan\'s chips become!"

"Ah? Impossible, right? With this kind of chess strength, the great scholars of our Julu Academy should all be able to do it!" Chang Qing frowned.

"Did you see the cloud chessboard reflected in the sky?" Meng Rongrong said in a deep voice.

"I saw it. But so what?"

"The rhythm of Yi Feng\'s chess is getting smoother and smoother!" Meng Rongrong said in a deep voice.

"Rhythm? Smooth?"

"It means he likes this game more and more!" Meng Rongrong said in a deep voice.

"Ah?"

"But, that\'s just one game of chess. It doesn\'t mean anything!" Chang Qing frowned.

"I hope..." Meng Rongrong took a deep breath and said.

"Young lady, actually you don\'t need to care so much. If Yi Feng is really unwilling to enter our Julu Academy, it\'s his lack of fortune!" Chang Qing advised.

"No, it\'s not just about Yi Feng anymore. There\'s also Yan Chuan. I am Meng Rongrong. How can I lose to Yan Chuan? How can I lose to an ordinary person? In front of me, can he take away the person I want? Absolutely not!" Meng Rongrong said in a deep voice.

It not only involved self-esteem but also the previous confidence! Meng Rongrong couldn\'t lose!

...

In Yanjing.

In a large restaurant, there are extremely elegant courtyards for rent at the back of the restaurant.

At this moment, in the courtyard, there are eight Taoists sitting. The leader is Jiu Jiansheng from the Dahe Sect.

Jiu Jiansheng looked at the other seven people. "Fellow junior brothers, thank you for your trouble this time!"

"Senior brother is being too polite. As long as you ask, we will naturally go all out!" One of the Taoists smiled.

"Moreover, I also want to see how the son of the previous sect leader is now!" Another Taoist said.

"Yes. It\'s a pity about what happened back then. Otherwise, in these few years, Yan Chuan would not be in the mortal world but the young sect leader of our Dahe Sect!"

"But unexpectedly, not long after Yan Chuan returned to Yanjing, he has such a great reputation. And he can play chess? Haha!"

"This is not all. With a mortal body, he actually made Danqingzi suffer such a big loss!"

"Hahaha!"

...

All the fellow senior and junior brothers were chatting and laughing.

"Danqingzi is the eldest disciple of Prince Muye. In the past, he had an aloof appearance. Unexpectedly, he was humiliated by Yan Chuan. I heard that this time he gathered seven or eight friends and wants to take revenge on Yan Chuan. Everyone, please protect Yan Chuan!" Jiu Jiansheng said.

"Senior brother, don\'t worry. In the past, the previous sect leader Yan Tao took good care of us. Since the sect leader was harmed by a villain, how can we allow others to bully his son?" A Taoist said solemnly.

"That\'s right. Although there are some people in the sect who hate Yan Tao, we distinguish between gratitude and resentment. We will definitely ensure Yan Chuan\'s safety and entry into the sect!" Another person said.

"Good!"

While the eight senior and junior brothers were talking, a purple-clothed woman slowly walked out from a side room. The woman was tall and had an elegant purple robe. Even her hair was purple. But on her face, there was a golden mask, so her face couldn\'t be seen.

The woman walked very gracefully and slowly came closer.

At first, everyone didn\'t notice. When they glanced slightly and saw the woman, their faces suddenly changed greatly.

"Whoosh..."

Almost simultaneously, the eight people jumped up from their chairs and quickly retreated to the side. Only when they were two feet away from the woman did they stop. When looking at the woman, they all had cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Miss Zi... Why did you come out?" Everyone looked at the woman with a little fear.

"Sorry, everyone. I\'ll be more careful next time!" The woman let out a sigh.

"No, no. It\'s our fault! Miss Zi, don\'t take it to heart. We were just talking about Yan Chuan just now and were about to tell you!" Jiu Jiansheng immediately said.

"Hmm?" The purple-clothed woman was puzzled.

"Although Yan Chuan has only been back for a short time, he has extremely high prestige in Yanjing. With strength realm cultivation, he captured qi realm experts. Now he is playing chess at Xingluo Mountain Villa. I heard that this game of chess has been going on for a month. It\'s very wonderful!" Jiu Jiansheng reported from a distance.

"Yes, Miss Zi. Although Yan Chuan is only an ordinary person, he is extremely intelligent. Miss Zi having Yan Chuan as her fiancé is not a disgrace to Miss Zi!" Another person said from a distance.

"Fiancé? Hehe, am I worthy of being his wife like this?" The purple-clothed woman said with a wry smile.

"Miss Zi, you mustn\'t think like this. This marriage was arranged by Yan Tao and his wife. Uncle Yan Tao naturally wouldn\'t harm his son. There must be his reasons. Don\'t think too much!" Jiu Jiansheng reported from a distance.

The purple-clothed woman looked at everyone and shook her head with a wry smile. "I have already harmed the couple. I don\'t want to harm their son anymore."

"No, Miss Zi, you mustn\'t think like this. The death of Yan Chuan\'s parents has nothing to do with you. Absolutely nothing!" Jiu Jiansheng shouted.

"Really?" The purple-clothed woman shook her head.

Jiu Jiansheng looked at his eight senior and junior brothers who were avoiding in fear from a distance. In this way, there was no persuasiveness at all.

Jiu Jiansheng said with a wry smile. "Miss Zi, look, we can\'t really interfere in your marriage. Why don\'t we wait until we see Yan Chuan? What do you think?"

"Alas, alright. I won\'t make it difficult for you. I\'ll go back to my room first. You go and see when his game of chess will end. After it ends, help me notify him. Just say that I want to meet him." The purple-clothed woman sighed slightly.

"Don\'t worry, Miss Zi!" Jiu Jiansheng promised.

"Don\'t worry, Miss Zi!" The other seven junior brothers also responded.

"Um."

The purple-clothed woman nodded and went back to her room again.

"Click!"

When the door closed, all eight senior and junior brothers let out a long breath.

"Let\'s go for a walk." Jiu Jiansheng said.

"Good." All the junior brothers agreed.

After leaving the restaurant, the eight Taoists walked on the street in silence for a while.

"You said that Miss Zi is kind to others and has such a good personality. Why am I always afraid when I see her?" someone asked.

"Miss Zi is a disaster star descending to the world. So what if she has a good personality?" Another person frowned.

"Sixth junior brother!" Jiu Jiansheng glared.

"Alright, I was wrong. I won\'t say anymore!" The sixth junior brother immediately showed a wry smile.

"Alas, this marriage was arranged by Uncle Yan Tao when he was alive. I don\'t know what to do in the future!" Jiu Jiansheng sighed slightly.

"Senior brother, why did you bring Miss Zi here too?" Another person asked.

"You think I wanted to? That day at the Drunken Immortal Tower, I heard that Danqingzi was going to deal with Yan Chuan. I immediately quarreled with him. Who knew that the Drunken Immortal Tower is Miss Zi\'s property? When she wanted to come, did I dare to stop her? You go and stop her?" Jiu Jiansheng said gloomily.

"Uh, I don\'t dare. Forget it. Let Yan Chuan deal with it later. We don\'t need to worry about his fiancée!"

"That\'s right. That\'s right!"

...

The eight people were walking on the street. Suddenly, in the distant sky, two huge bats flew in from outside the city.

"That kid Danqingzi is here!" Jiu Jiansheng\'s eyes lit up.