Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

The Celestial Spirit Sect was abuzz with talk of Shen Haoran. Meanwhile, Shen Haoran, the man of the hour, had followed the Third Elder to her private estate.

It just went to show, she was a woman, after all. No matter how powerful she was, a love for beauty was in her nature—that much was universal. Before Shen Haoran and the others lay a vast garden where countless flowers bloomed, forming a sea of blossoms. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted through the air, invigorating all who breathed it in.

Upon seeing the sea of flowers, Murong Wanqing and a group of young girls rushed over with squeals of delight, their eyes filled with stars. Witnessing this, the corners of Shen Haoran and Han Xu’s mouths couldn’t help but twitch.

The Third Elder watched Murong Wanqing and the others dive into the sea of flowers without a word of protest. Instead, her gaze lingered on Murong Wanqing with profound meaning for a few moments before she turned to Shen Haoran and Han Xu.

"With Mr. Han’s passing, the only way I can repay my debt of gratitude to him is through you," the Third Elder said calmly, her eyes on Han Xu and Shen Haoran. "I have never taken on disciples, but today, I will make an exception. From this day forward, you will be my, Jun Luohua’s, Direct Disciples!"

"Really?" At her words, an ecstatic expression appeared on Han Xu’s face. ’Just how powerful is the Third Elder? I felt it back in the forest—she’s definitely an existence beyond the Spirit Emperor Level. That’s a legendary realm! Being her disciple... it’s a dream come true!’

"Congratulations, Brother Han!" Shen Haoran said to Han Xu with a soft chuckle.

"Huh? Brother Shen, you’re not going to become the Third Elder’s disciple?" Han Xu asked, surprised by Shen Haoran’s words.

"What? Are you refusing me?" The Third Elder, Jun Luohua, was also taken aback. ’If I announced I was taking disciples, the news would shake the entire continent. Even experts at the Spirit Emperor Level would flock to me. And now, a mere Tier One Spirit Marquis dares to refuse?’

Looking at Jun Luohua, Shen Haoran gave a soft chuckle, then cupped his fist and said, "I am aware that the Third Elder’s strength is unrivaled. However, I already have a master and have no intention of studying under anyone else at this time."

"You have a master? And I can’t compare to him?" Jun Luohua asked, her curiosity piqued by Shen Haoran’s words.

"Well... to be frank, my master is indeed stronger than you," Shen Haoran said with confidence. ’Although Elder Yan never told me how powerful he was in life, judging from his experience and demeanor, he must have been an existence who stood at the very peak of the continent!’

A frosty expression returned to Jun Luohua’s face at Shen Haoran’s firm reply. But then, she recalled the domineering aura he had displayed earlier, and a jolt of shock went through her. ’To possess such a commanding presence, his Cultivation Technique must be extraordinary. And the one who could provide him with such a technique... his master must be no simple character!’

"Then what is your master’s name?" Jun Luohua pressed. She was familiar with most of the experts on the continent and wanted to see just how powerful Shen Haoran’s master truly was.

"My master instructed me not to reveal his name to outsiders. My apologies," Shen Haoran said, a hint of regret in his voice.

Seeing Shen Haoran’s reluctance, Jun Luohua pursed her lips. She then gathered everyone in the courtyard, arranged accommodations for the Han Family disciples, and led Shen Haoran, Han Xu, and Murong Wanqing into her training chamber.

Once inside the training chamber, Jun Luohua removed her veil. She only wore it in the presence of outsiders, and Han Xu was now her Closed-door Disciple. As for Shen Haoran and Murong Wanqing... a soft smile touched Jun Luohua’s lips at the thought.

The face revealed from behind the veil left Han Xu and Shen Haoran utterly stunned. Even Murong Wanqing, a girl herself, was lost in a momentary daze. ’So beautiful...’ The three of them were at a complete loss for words.

However, Shen Haoran and Han Xu only dared a single glance before quickly averting their eyes from Jun Luohua’s face. At the same moment, Murong Wanqing removed her hands from the soft flesh of their waists.

"Murong Wanqing, right?" Jun Luohua said with a light chuckle, looking at the girl.

At her words, both Shen Haoran and Han Xu started. ’Neither of them had ever mentioned Murong Wanqing’s surname or identity. How did Jun Luohua know?’

"The Vermilion Bird aura on you might fool others, but it can’t fool me," Jun Luohua said calmly. "I never thought Mr. Murong would indulge you enough to let you run wild like this. It seems your place in his heart is quite special!" At this, Murong Wanqing could only manage an awkward laugh.

"And you’re Shen Haoran," Jun Luohua said, turning her gaze to him. "You possess one of the Heaven and Earth Spirits within you—the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian, do you not?"

Shen Haoran nodded. ’The Fire Spirit Black Obsidian erupted from my body back in the forest. It’s only natural she would know.’

"Then what is the Cultivation Technique you practice? Your physique seems rather unusual as well," Jun Luohua said, her eyes narrowing as she studied Shen Haoran.

"I’m afraid I cannot answer that question," Shen Haoran said, shaking his head. ’Now is not the time to reveal anything about my physique or the Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique.’

A sharp glint flashed in Jun Luohua’s eyes at his refusal. "You won’t say, is that it?" she whispered. A moment later, a powerful Spiritual Thought enveloped Shen Haoran. She was going to forcibly probe his secrets!

Sensing the powerful Spiritual Thought, Shen Haoran’s expression changed drastically. He tried to resist, but it was too late. Jun Luohua’s Spiritual Thought had already penetrated his body!

"ROAR!"

But just then, a great roar erupted from within Shen Haoran’s body. A colossal Fierce Beast stomped down on Jun Luohua’s Spiritual Thought, its terrifying, primordial power instantly crushing it to smithereens!

"Pfft—"

Jun Luohua coughed up a mouthful of blood, her face instantly turning ashen. She stared at Shen Haoran, her expression one of pure terror.

"Elder Jun, are you all right...?" Shen Haoran asked hurriedly, seeing her pale complexion.

Jun Luohua gave Shen Haoran a long, deep look, then said, "I’m sorry. I was rude just now." As she spoke, she recalled the giant black Fierce Beast, and her eyes filled with confusion.

Shen Haoran shook his head. "It’s nothing." ’Seeing her reaction, I know what must have happened.’ Inside his body, Changmao was gleefully boasting to him, taking all the credit.

"Elder Jun, was there something you called us here for?" Shen Haoran asked, quickly changing the subject. ’I can’t let her keep asking about what just happened.’

Seeing that Shen Haoran was deliberately changing the topic, Jun Luohua didn’t press the issue. "I called you here because..." she began.

Just as Jun Luohua was about to explain, an aged voice echoed from outside the Palace.

"Elder Jun, I have a favor to ask. Would you be willing to come out and meet?"