Otherworldly Remnant (1)

Cloud Creek Sect. A fifth-rate sect that is mainly adept in formations. Rumor said it was a former legendary sect, proven by its rights and authority over a few public gateways.

Luo Xiulan carried Mao Nianzu to this Cloud Creek Sect from the Golden City Pavilion. As a sect with public gateways, they naturally had a place for people to rest, especially a high-profile person like her.

"Someone wants to meet me? Drive him off! I won't receive any guests." Luo Xiulan slammed the door and activated a barrier near the unconscious Young Master. She massaged her temple, feeling heavy with today's event.

Luo Xiulan's status was higher than Cloud Creek Sect Master itself. As a successor of an ancient seclusive sect, she was treated fairly and with utmost politeness; thus, she got a large private room situated at Cloud Creek Sect.

The room had three sub-rooms for physical training, an alchemy laboratory, and a multiple-purpose room. Right now, she sat on a chair next to a big double bed.

With her arrival, there would always be some stalkers who wanted to get a fortune by meeting her. Even though she drove them off, people could still brag about it and benefitted from it.

"Fairy Luo, long time no see." Suddenly, an old familiar voice rang behind her. Luo Xiulan instinctively was alarmed as she exuded an astounding aura, shattering a few pieces of furniture instantly.

"Calm down. Don't you suppose to take a good look at who's coming?"

With this, Fairy Luo reluctantly turned her back. She saw a short elder with a scar on his eyebrow—the same familiar smile who once saved her during her excruciating past.

"Elder White.. I thought y-you," Luo Xiulan blinked her eyes in disbelief. She hurriedly touched the cheek of the elder. This wrinkled face and carefree attitude who did not care about protecting others. She missed it.

"I'm back, child. I'm back from the yellow river." Elder White Line smiled.

"Elder!" Luo Xiulan abruptly hugged him. She sobbed, recalling past memories that suddenly flashed in her mind. "My Luo Family is always indebted to you. But I'm sure I saw you... under the ruin.. your left arm is also.."

"I've told you. The sect that massacred your family is related to the Otherworldly Beings. It's my duty to make sure they don't return." Elder White Line patted her back gently.

"Wait, how did you know I'm here?" Luo Xiulan wiped her tears.

"I was there when this young man caused a scene for a mere fried rice."

"O-oh.." Luo Xiulan released the hug. She did not feel ashamed of hugging Elder White Line, as he was one of the closest and most priceless people she had. "Elder, please check, Young Master!"

"I also want to know more about this young man." Elder White Line approached Mao Nianzu. He looked at Mao Nianzu with a confused look. "Just who is he?"

"He must've noticed a strange sign in the youth and deliberately caused a stir. If he did not do that, I might wait for another hundred years or even a thousand years just to find the remnant of Otherworldly Beings."

"Young Master did it? What are you talking about?" Luo Xiulan was puzzled.

"The youth who ordered the premium fried rice. He is related to Otherworldly Beings." Elder White Line turned solemn.

"Which beings?"

Elder White Line stared at Luo Xiulan as though he faced a massive army on a battlefield, unwavering and full of killing intents. "The Forgotten Nemesis, The Dark Abyss."

"Impossible!" Luo Xiulan was aghast. She staggered backward and let her body stumbled upon the chair.

She repeatedly refused and screamed in her mind as though it was a chant. "Impossible! Immortal Gale and the Venerables... Impossible! Immortal Gale has declared his victorious glory!"

"Elder.." However, when she wanted to get a confirmation, Elder White Line only sighed.

"I don't know when they will appear, but you must know the truth since you're involved with this case and especially with this young man."

"My master," Luo Xiulan blurted out her thought. "Does she know it?"

"Surnamed Su, is it? She knows it. All leaders that already established a footing in the Sacred Rocky Mountain have touched this Otherworldly Beings information." Elder White Line sighed. "For now, tell me a bit about him."

"I only know he suddenly appears one day, and we call him Young Master. Though I don't know his true strength, his servant who tagged along before is insanely strong." Luo Xiulan explained.

"Who is he?"

"Tian.. perhaps Tian Shen. I happened to overhear it the other day."

Elder White Line crossed his arms and recalled this name. However, nothing came to his mind. "Explain his appearance."

Luo Xiulan organized her thoughts and said, "He is a middle-aged man. Calm and collected. Rarely speaks but obeys everything Young Master says. A high-quality servant..."

Luo Xiulan explained further about the clothes, palanquin, carriage, and so on.

"So he is mysterious as well unless I see him in person." Elder White Line got the gist of it. "How come a servant does not come with his master instead of going with you?"

"As for that, perhaps because this is a way for Young Master to let me redeem myself of a mistake." Luo Xiulan sighed. "Elder, are you busy? I have a lot. More than a lot to talk about."

Elder White Line sighed. "Let me check him, and we will talk."

Luo Xiulan gave a slight nod.

The night slowly descended.

They afterward had a long conversation overnight in a different room, mainly about Luo Xiulan and Tang Chen's mistakes toward Young Master.

At this time, Luo Xiulan heaved a sigh of relief. Elder White Line was indeed a father figure for her. Encountering him after a long time already made her pour everything she had and ask for advice like her own father.

In a blink of an eye, the dawn had peeked through the horizon, spreading a faint reddish light and a fresh breeze.

Luo Xiulan had finished the conversation.

Recently, she had been out of her usual attitude who was cold and indifferent. But it was not bad. After all, this time, she did it with someone she cared for.

"Anyway, let's go back to Young Master. He's supposed to wake up now." Elder White Line got up. However, an arrow past through him and hung on the wall.

Elder White Line casually picked it up and opened the paper tied to it.

[We found a bottle of medicine. The Manager Ling's Disciple vouched that the Wild Ironfist represents a trade under Xiong Angju's order.]

"Wild Iron Fist must be the fried rice kid. Hmm, don't you have a business in Regnant Bear Family?" Asking Luo Xiulan, Elder White Line snuffed the paper inside his fabric bag.

"I do. Is there anything happening?"

"Indeed. Something happens."

***

Mao Nianzu's mind was messy. The last time he had a vivid memory was when he dropped the five hundred spirit stones on the floor.

Things afterward were twisted and unorganized. These memories were similar to a dream mortal had when having a fever. A nauseous sensation filled his dizzy head, and when he opened his eyes, an unfamiliar ceiling filled his vision.

'Where am I?'

As he took a deep breath, he felt his hand numb and painful, especially the one that gripped the youth's hand. It caused a momentary paralyzed, and he adjusted his breath to ease the pain.

Suddenly, violent energy wrecked inside Mao Nianzu's body. As a result, his body was bouncing up and down uncontrollably, creating a creaky bed noise. Gradually, this violent energy intensified, causing Mao Nianzu's body to emanate an overwhelming aura.

"Not good!" Elder White Line crashed the door as he activated his Three Roots and utilized Secret Laws Art called White Reckless Shield.

Soon, a white line seemed to knit the air, then a shield formed around the square mattress. This shield condensed and suppressed the ferocious aura emitted by Mao Nianzu.

"Help this old man!" Elder White Line shouted hastily.

Hearing this, Luo Xiulan quickly utilized her Secret Laws Art, Misty Lavenders Art, and Misty Strengthening Soul Art at the same time.

As if sprinkling petals on a wedding, she waved her hands in the air, followed by a lavender scent fragrance. Without a pause, she pulled out the sword and positioned it in front of the face with its end pointing to the floor.

The scent gradually became stronger. It strengthened Elder White Line's shield and, at the same time, decreased the leaking aura that was trying to slip out of the barrier.

"Elder, what is this!?" Luo Xiulan felt as though a heavy and sluggish force was trying to devour her. It was as though she tried to fight against the boundless sea. No matter how much effort she puts in, the sea will eventually devour her, and all her attacks will be dispersed easily.

Elder White Line did not answer. He himself was shocked by the sudden eruption. As the time ticked fast, he felt his old wounds resurface.

"Kuahkkh!" Elder White Line puffed a mouthful of blood. Grinding his teeth, he kept concentrating and poured more Vital Essence into his Fate Wheel to recover his stamina while pumping more Physical Armament to generate more Qi.