Chapter 1964: Are You Playing Me?

In the concept that Wuchen had instilled in Ye Yuan, the Dao Ancestor was an immortal being, the pinnacle of this world.

They controlled the rules of their domains and represented the Heavenly Dao.

Who could kill them?

But now someone was saying that even the Dao Ancestor could die.

This dealt a massive blow to Ye Yuan's worldview.

Jian Fengqi was Jian Suta's daughter, so this statement must have come from him.

Given Jian Suta's status in the Jian family, perhaps this was not just an unfounded rumor?

"Heh, when I first heard this, my expression was exactly the same as yours. But thinking back now, I'm afraid Lord Suta might have heard it from someone else too," Jian Hongxiao said with a smile upon seeing Ye Yuan's expression.

Ye Yuan also smiled. "This Ancient God Battlefield... is quite interesting."

As the two were chatting, someone came to report that Jian Hao had brought Jian Yun to seek an audience.

Ye Yuan and Jian Hongxiao exchanged a knowing smile. Jian Hongxiao said with a laugh, "It seems Jian Hao has come to beg for a pill. Will you see him or not?"

Ye Yuan smiled. "That depends on his sincerity. You handle it; I'll make myself scarce for now."

...

A weary-looking Jian Hao, leading the blind Jian Yun, entered the hall.

Seeing Jian Hongxiao, Jian Hao hesitated for a moment, then still bowed to Jian Hongxiao and said, "Greetings, Elder Hongxiao."

Jian Hongxiao sat upright and did not respond.

The two had been locked in open and covert struggles for hundreds of thousands of years. When Jian Hongxiao fell from grace, Jian Hao had been the one to kick him hardest.

Now, having him treat Jian Hao with equanimity was clearly not easy.

Jian Hao looked extremely awkward, not knowing whether to stay or leave.

He had come today for the sake of his son, swallowing his pride to seek out Jian Hongxiao.

Since Jian Hongxiao had obtained a Six-Pattern Star Pill, it meant someone could refine it.

His son's eyes could only be saved by a Six-Pattern Star Pill.

Jian Hongxiao sipped his tea, acting as if the two were invisible.

Back when he suffered the backlash of the Heavenly Dao and was gravely wounded, even after taking the pill, he had lain in bed for decades just to barely survive.

At that time, Jian Hao had taken over as elder and had advocated for his execution.

His banishment to Aurora Imperial City had also been pushed through by Jian Hao.

This small return of favor now was nothing.

Jian Hao gritted his teeth and fell to his knees with a thud. "Elder Hongxiao, I know I have wronged you, but I have only this one son. I don't want him to become a cripple. I beg you to grant my wish!"

Jian Yun, though blind, knew his father had knelt down. His expression changed drastically. "Father, you... how can you kneel to him?"

"Shut up! You kneel too and apologize to Elder Hongxiao!" Jian Hao barked.

Jian Yun's face shifted between colors. Kneeling to Jian Hongxiao was a tremendous humiliation.

He hated Jian Hongxiao for saying he would never amount to much.

Bang!

Jian Hao flicked his finger, and Jian Yun involuntarily knelt down.

Jian Hao's scolding voice reached his ears. "You unfilial son! Elder Hongxiao is the only one who can save you now, unless you want to be a cripple for life!"

Jian Yun was startled and stopped struggling.

He didn't want to be a cripple for life.

Looking at the father and son, Jian Hongxiao slowly spoke, "Alright, Jian Hao, I accept your apology. But... I can't help you with Jian Yun's eyes."

Jian Hao nodded. "I understand, Elder Hongxiao. I ask for nothing else but that you introduce me to this master."

He hadn't expected Jian Hongxiao to help him directly. Not to mention their relationship, how could a master capable of refining such a high-quality Six-Pattern Star Pill be swayed by Jian Hongxiao?

The master behind Jian Hongxiao was at least a Seven-Star Pill God!

Moreover, such a Seven-Star Pill God's status would be no less than that of the City Lord.

But Jian Hao was puzzled: why would such a great figure refine pills for Jian Hongxiao?

Jian Hongxiao said, "Alright, I'll go ask for his opinion."

With that, Jian Hongxiao turned and left. Before long, he returned and said, "The master agrees to see you. Follow me."

Hearing this, the father and son were overjoyed.

What they feared most was being refused an audience.

As long as he was willing to meet, everything else could be negotiated.

Now that Jian Hongxiao was an elder of the Star Hall, his residence was naturally not small.

After winding through the compound, they arrived at a separate courtyard.

Jian Hao made a deep bow toward the interior and said, "This junior, Star Hall Protector Jian Hao, pays respects to the senior. I beg the senior to grant my son a Six-Pattern Star Pill."

Hearing this, a smile flickered across Jian Hongxiao's face.

This old fellow had actually taken Ye Yuan for a senior.

But then again, without knowing the truth, anyone would assume that the one who refined the pill for him was some mighty Heavenly Lord, right?

A figure so young it was almost unbelievable slowly walked out. Jian Hao's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

"Jian Hongxiao, you... are you playing me?" Jian Hao looked at Jian Hongxiao, furious.

Jian Hao knew that this young man was the culprit who had ruined his son.

Now he appeared here—wasn't this deliberately embarrassing and mocking him?

He wanted to see the master, not this brat!

"Father, what's wrong?" Jian Yun couldn't see and asked in confusion.

Jian Hao fumed, "He's toying with us! This is no master at all; he's the one who blinded you!"

"What!" Jian Yun was enraged.

Jian Hongxiao smiled nonchalantly. "He is the master you seek."

Jian Hao didn't believe it at all. He waved his hand and said coldly, "Nonsense! Do you take me for a fool? At his age, forget being a Six-Star Pill God, he'd be lucky to have just entered the Dao of alchemy! Even if he were a Six-Star Pill God, a Six-Pattern Star Pill is not something someone his age could refine!"

But Jian Hongxiao shook his head. "I don't have time to joke with you. My Six-Pattern Star Pill was refined by Ye Yuan. I brought him to Extreme Fortune Emperor Capital precisely to seek the Six-Pattern Star Pill formula from the City Lord. Otherwise, who else in Extreme Fortune Emperor Capital could refine a Six-Pattern Star Pill?"

These words made Jian Hao calm down.

Jian Hongxiao's sudden return had been very suspicious to begin with.

In the past ten thousand years, he hadn't returned even once.

And thinking about how Jian Yun's eyes were blinded in one glance, could it be that Ye Yuan's fortune was truly extremely strong?

Connecting these things, it really was highly possible!

But this kid looked only a thousand years old at most; could he refine a Six-Pattern Star Pill?

Such a thing was simply too absurd.

Jian Hao looked at Ye Yuan, his face full of embarrassment.

"M-master, please forgive me. It's just... just... a bit hard to believe," Jian Hao said.

Ye Yuan said indifferently, "No matter. Although Jian Yun was a bit arrogant, his punishment is too severe. Since Elder Hongxiao no longer holds a grudge, I have no objection. I can help refine the pill, but you'll need to prepare the spiritual herbs yourselves."

Jian Hao was overjoyed and quickly said, "Thank you, Master!"