Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming-Chapter 1198 - 510: The Mysterious Silver-Faced Man [8000-Word Mega Chapter - Please Subscribe]_4

Chapter 1198: Chapter 510: The Mysterious Silver-Faced Man [8000-Word Mega Chapter - Please Subscribe]_4

"Manager Sun, I, Zhang Liang, have arrived. Where is the Taoist friend you mentioned?"

Inside the private room of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Zhou Chun frowned upon entering and seeing only Sun Yuanjing present. Without hesitation, he coldly asked the question.

Sun Yuanjing, however, did not take offense and smiled faintly, saying, "Taoist Friend Zhang, no need to rush. That Taoist friend is already residing within the city. I will personally escort you to his temporary residence."

He then gave some instructions to the other clerks within the building before leading Zhou Chun to a particular cave abode within the city.

When the two arrived outside the cave abode, Sun Yuanjing sent out a Communication Talisman. Shortly after, the Formation protecting the cave opened, and a young, curvaceous woman emerged.

This woman had a face beautiful as a flower and moon, but her cultivation level was only Middle Stage Purple Mansion, clearly not the person they were looking for.

Upon stepping out, she bowed courteously to Zhou Chun and Sun Yuanjing, saying, "This humble wife greets the two esteemed elders. My lord’s health is poor, and he specifically instructed me to come out and welcome you both on his behalf. I hope you can forgive his absence."

Seeing this, Sun Yuanjing immediately explained to Zhou Chun, "Taoist Friend Wei is Taoist Friend Zeng’s concubine. Taoist Friend Zeng is indeed unwell at the moment. I hope Taoist Friend Zhang can understand."

"I am not one to care about such formalities. Manager Sun need not be concerned."

Zhou Chun nodded faintly and replied calmly.

Afterward, the two followed the woman into the cave abode.

Inside, they soon arrived at the main hall for guests, led by the woman.

In the hall, a man wearing a silver mask sat at the main seat, with a young woman brewing tea beside him.

A Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator!

When Zhou Chun saw the masked man, his thoughts stirred, and he quickly discerned the man’s true cultivation level.

As Zhou Chun analyzed the masked man, Sun Yuanjing stepped forward first with a greeting, "Taoist Friend Zeng, this is Zhang Liang, the Taoist friend I’ve mentioned to you before."

Hearing this, Zhou Chun suppressed his curiosity, clasped his fists, and politely greeted the masked man, "Humble Zhang Liang pays respects to Taoist Friend Zeng."

"Cough~ Cough! Taoist Friend Zhang, you are too courteous. I, Zeng, suffer from chronic ailments and could not personally leave my abode to welcome you. My apologies, I hope you won’t take offense!"

The masked man spoke laboriously, his voice hoarse and grating, like the sound of a broken gong.

For a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, if he wasn’t deliberately feigning such a condition, the severity of his injuries must be truly profound.

Zhou Chun’s heart grew heavy at the thought.

Yet, since he had already come, he had no choice but to proceed.

He spoke softly, "Taoist Friend Zeng, given your ailments, there’s no need to strain yourself speaking aloud. Let us use Divine Sense to communicate instead."

Then, he used Divine Sense to converse with the masked man, inquiring about the details.

The masked man, eager to recover, did not withhold anything. Although he refrained from revealing specifics about his Divine Skills and secret techniques, he provided a complete account of how he sustained his injuries and the current severity of his condition.

Though he held little hope, after describing his situation, the masked man solemnly conveyed via Divine Sense, "These ailments have stagnated Zeng’s cultivation level for over a decade. If Taoist Friend Zhang can help cure these chronic conditions, not only will Zeng offer all the Taiyi Profound Gold Qi in his possession, but he is also willing to fulfill one deed for you within his capabilities!"

Zhou Chun was unimpressed by the promise, knowing full well this was likely a phrase the masked man had repeated to everyone willing to offer assistance.

After carefully deliberating the details shared with him, Zhou Chun finally looked at the masked man and calmly asked, "May I use my Divine Sense to examine Taoist Friend Zeng’s internal injuries?"

"This..."

The masked man hesitated visibly and did not immediately agree.

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If the other party harbored malicious intent, the consequences could be catastrophic.

Seeing his reluctance, Zhou Chun said, "Taoist Friend Zeng, you and I are strangers, and my transaction with Manager Sun to procure Taiyi Profound Gold Qi was over a decade ago. I sincerely doubt I would have waited ten years merely to scheme against you!"

"Moreover, we are within Tianyuan Immortal City. Should Zhang harm Taoist Friend Zeng here, would the Nascent Soul True Person overseeing the city allow me to escape unscathed?"

It seemed his final argument had convinced the masked man. With a light sigh, the man nodded and said, "Very well, I shall trouble Taoist Friend Zhang."

Saying so, he released his protective Mana and guided Zhou Chun’s Divine Sense into his body, allowing inspection of the damaged areas in his lung meridian and liver meridian.

Zhou Chun focused solely on surveying his injuries, refraining from probing into areas like his Dantian, where cultivation secrets might reside.

This act eased the masked man’s apprehensions somewhat.

Through his Divine Sense, Zhou Chun discovered residual traces of intense Fire Attribute power in the man’s lung meridian, while the liver meridian contained destructive Metal Attribute energy.

The revelation startled Zhou Chun.

Judging by the evidence, the masked man’s cultivation likely involved a Divine Ability that required the simultaneous fusion of the inherently conflicting attributes of Fire and Metal.