LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 12:
Chapter 12: Samsara’s Flowing Years, Reappear!:
After glancing a few times, the attendant quickly withdrew his gaze, afraid of disrespecting a goddess-like woman.
“Attendant, in recent days, has a refined young man passed through here?”
Before he could respond, the woman added, “He wears white robes, has a cold expression, and doesn’t like to engage in conversation.”
In her memory, Lu Chen had always been like that. It had been more than ten years since they last met. She wondered if her senior brother was still the same.
The image of the white-robed man with the bamboo staff immediately flashed through the attendant’s mind.
“Yes! Just earlier, there was an immortal master dressed in white drinking tea here.”
“He even saved my life!”
“He never left his seat, yet his bamboo staff flew out and fought someone by itself!”
“But I don’t know if he’s the person you’re looking for.”
As the attendant finished speaking, he pointed at the wooden stool that had been overturned earlier.
The woman glanced at it briefly, then her expression changed in shock. Raising her slender jade-like hand, she lightly tapped her middle finger.
In an instant, the stool crumbled into fine dust.
The attendant gasped in panic. “Dear heavens, she’s truly a divine being!”
“What happened to the man he fought?”
“I-I don’t know. He seemed fine. After paying, he left.”
The woman’s heart filled with joy. That person was undoubtedly Lu Chen!
In the entire world, aside from Lu Chen, no one else could possibly use Samsara’s Flowing Years!
This technique had long been lost, yet in Lu Chen’s hands, it had once shone brilliantly.
It was like the stool before her. On the surface, it seemed intact, but at Lu Chen’s designated moment, it would dissolve into dust.
If this technique were used in combat, it would be truly terrifying.
One moment, the opponent would be completely unharmed.
A few seconds later, they might be torn apart, flesh and blood scattering!
There was no time to think further. The woman anxiously looked at the attendant.
“Where is he now? Where did he go?”
“That way, he left a little while ago.”
The woman’s eyes reddened slightly as she swiftly turned around.
“Senior Brother, Meng Yu was still a step too late…”
Murmuring softly to herself, she quickly walked in the direction the attendant had pointed.
The attendant was utterly confused.
“What’s going on today? I’ve lived half my life and have never seen anything like this!”
While searching for Lu Chen, Meng Yu made a subtle hand seal. A leaf-like message swiftly shot toward the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect.
Moments later, the entire sect was in an uproar.
Inside the council chamber’s side hall, the gathered elders stared at the message with shock on their faces.
Even Yu Yanxue, usually calm and composed, had an expression of disbelief.
Samsara’s Flowing Years… had reappeared!
How could this be?
Lu Chen had clearly lost all his cultivation. How could he possibly use Samsara’s Flowing Years?
But aside from him, who else in this world could wield such a technique?
“Master, could Meng Yu have made a mistake? This is absolutely impossible!”
Chi Lingxiao bit his lip, his face showing a mixture of emotions—shock, doubt, confusion, and even a trace of regret.
“Elder Chi is right. Lu Chen spent years in our sect, and we never heard of him regaining his powers. Back then, his spiritual root was severed—we all saw it with our own eyes!”
Elder Xu Qingshan deliberately brought up Lu Chen’s severed spiritual root, clearly reminding everyone that Lu Chen’s recovery should have been impossible!
Elder Chu Tian furrowed his brows deeply, his heart filled with anxiety.
No matter how much they refused to believe it, Samsara’s Flowing Years had indeed appeared!
Even if it wasn’t Lu Chen himself who used it, whoever did must have a deep connection to him.
If word about the spiritual spring’s existence spread, how could he possibly survive?
Back then, Lu Chen had wielded earth-shattering power. Even if Chu Tian cultivated for another hundred years, he wouldn’t be able to match even a fraction of Lu Chen’s strength!
It was over. This time, it was truly over.
“Sect Master, what should we do now?”
Unable to suppress his unease, Chu Tian finally asked.
After receiving the message, Yu Yanxue had already tried using her divine sense to search for Lu Chen.
But in the end, she found nothing.
Now, the entire Mystic Spirit Holy Sect was filled with unease, and she had no way to explain anything.
Chi Lingxiao glanced at Yu Yanxue. “Master, why not summon Meng Yu back and have her perform a divination?”
Yu Yanxue’s gaze swept over him, icy cold.
That single glance sent a shiver down Chi Lingxiao’s spine.
“Elder Chi, don’t forget that Meng Yu sneaked down the mountain.”
Chu Tian didn’t need to say the rest. His meaning was clear—
She left secretly. Who could bring her back now?
Chi Lingxiao looked embarrassed.
Qi Ze stepped forward slowly. “Master, could it be that… Lu Chen has already regained his cultivation?”
Hearing the words spoken aloud, everyone’s hearts tightened.
Yu Yanxue’s cold voice rang out.
“Elder Xu, deploy more men to track Lu Chen. If he’s found, bring him back immediately!”
“Yes, I obey!”
The crowd dispersed, but their doubts only grew deeper.
Rumors quickly spread, and the entire Mystic Spirit Holy Sect became abuzz with speculation about Lu Chen.
Lately, strange occurrences had happened frequently, and few disciples could focus on their cultivation.
Qi Ze was no exception.
On his way back to Zexu Peak, Qi Ze was completely lost in thought.
All he could think about was whether Lu Chen had truly regained his cultivation.
Nearby, a small group of disciples whispered among themselves.
Qi Ze paused, and without even trying, he could clearly hear their conversation.
“I heard that Senior Brother Lu has recovered his cultivation… and even used Samsara’s Flowing Years!”
“That’s amazing! Senior Brother Lu has always been kind and looked after us ordinary disciples. If he couldn’t recover, it would have been a great regret in life.”
“I’ve said all along—Senior Brother Lu is an upright man. There’s no way he’d stay like that forever.”
“So, does that mean Senior Brother Lu already knew he would recover when he left the sect?”
“Our sect… owes him an apology.”
The moment those words were spoken, everyone gasped.
One disciple quickly whispered in warning.
“Don’t say such things! Senior Brother Lu left the sect… with the Sect Master’s permission.”
In an instant, the disciples’ expressions became much more cautious.
Qi Ze clenched his fists, veins bulging.
Senior Brother?
Lu Chen had already left. What Senior Brother?!
These fools were openly defying the sect’s command!
Just as he was about to step forward and discipline them, another wave of conversation reached his ears.
“I heard that many sects are trying to recruit Senior Brother Lu. Even the Emperor of the Western Dynasty offered his princess to him!”
“Senior Brother Lu is highly valued. Compared to him, others in our sect seem far less important.”
“Shut up!”
A sharp voice rang out, and everyone froze.
Seeing that it was Qi Ze, the disciples quickly bowed in greeting.
Qi Ze’s face was cold.
“Lu Chen has left the sect. Yet you still call him Senior Brother? Have you all ignored the Sect Master’s decree?”
“From this moment on, if I hear anyone speaking such nonsense again—there will be consequences.”
The disciples knelt immediately, repeatedly apologizing.
Qi Ze let out a cold snort and stormed off.
Lu Chen, from now on, the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect belongs to me, Qi Ze!
You, Lu Chen, will never surpass me again!
No matter how much prestige you gain, you are still nothing but a traitor expelled by the Sect Master!
His eyes flashed with icy determination.