Chapter 63 Fairy Caiyun
The old man in gray robe just waved his sleeves, and a powerful pressure came towards him, forcing Chai Xin to almost lose his balance.

"Senior, how dare I talk nonsense about such an important matter? Senior Caiyun, please allow me to meet you and we will know whether it is true or not."

Chai Xin withstood the pressure and said through gritted teeth.

"You are a young talent who can resist my aura. But if you don't know what's good for you, I will get serious!"

The gray-robed old man noticed Chai Xin's extraordinaryness and suspected that he was a disciple of some holy family, so he showed some mercy to him.

"God King Jiang Taixu? Is there such a person in the Eastern Wasteland?"

"I've never heard of this. I think this guy is just making it up."

"If you are ignorant, just shut up and don't make a fool of yourself! Jiang Taixu was a genius four thousand years ago, suppressing his peers so much that they could hardly raise their heads. However, he suddenly disappeared like a comet across the night sky..."

"Four thousand years ago? Even if he hadn't disappeared, he would have died... Even the great saints couldn't have lived that long."

The people around were talking and pointing at Chai Xin.

Chai Xin frowned slightly. When Fairy Caiyun heard the news about the God King, it was impossible for her not to come out to see him.

Just as he was doubtful, a figure in sackcloth suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

She was a slim woman with long black hair and a dignified appearance. She looked to be no more than twenty years old, but her calm eyes seemed to have gone through countless years.

"What about the letter?"

She spoke briefly and calmly, and although she looked at Chai Xin, she didn't take him seriously at all.

Chai Xin was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out the animal skin and handed it over.

The woman in sackcloth originally looked calm and indifferent, but when the animal skin appeared, her eyes, which had always been calm, suddenly lit up, and even her breathing became a little rapid, and when she stretched out her white hand, there was a slight tremor.

"Could it be..."

Seeing this, Chai Xin had some guesses in his mind.

It's not that he is slow, but when Fairy Caiyun appeared in the original novel, she was already an old woman, not as young and beautiful as this.

"That's right. In the original novel, she was attacked and killed by the Dark Night King in order to help the God King. She was seriously injured, which damaged her essence and made her unable to maintain her appearance..."

For a person who has lived for four thousand years without dying, it is not difficult to maintain his youthful appearance as long as he is not at the end of his life.

"It's really... Brother Taixu's aura!"

The eyes of the woman in sackcloth clothes were red, she no longer had her previous indifference, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

She grabbed Chai Xin's wrist, and without any movement, she disappeared from the spot with him.

Only then did the grey-robed old man come to his senses and bowed hurriedly: "Greetings to Ancestor Caiyun..."

But when he stood up, he found that there was no one in front of him.

"Hiss! Who is that woman? Even the mountain guard elders have to worship her..."

"Ancestor Caiyun... Could it be that back then..."

"Everyone, shut up. Do not discuss what happened today, or your cultivation will be abolished and you will be expelled from the mountain gate!"

Some disciples were shocked and were whispering to each other, but the old man in hemp clothes shouted at them loudly, and they were so scared that they shut up and nodded their heads. Chai Xin only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and before he realized what was happening, he was already in a plum forest when he came to his senses.

It was early summer on earth at this time, but the plum blossoms here were still in full bloom, white as snow, pink as clouds, stretching for miles, a breathtaking beauty.

In the plum forest, there are several thatched cottages scattered around, and there are also several pavilions scattered not far away. Chai Xin is standing in one of the ancient pavilions at this time, and not far in front of him is the woman in sackcloth clothes.

The woman in sackcloth clothes sat on a stone bench, holding the animal skin scroll and stroking it gently, her red lips slightly parted. There were only a few hundred words on the scroll, but she spent half an hour reading it.

As she read, she shed silent tears and occasionally smiled, her eyes full of satisfaction and reminiscence.

There was no need to ask whether it was real or not. She was too familiar with the smell and handwriting on the animal skin, especially the tone between the lines, which could not be faked.

It took her a long time to calm down, let her tears evaporate, and look up at Chai Xin.

"Child, your master has explained everything in the letter. Since you are his successor, you are no different from my disciple... This token is unique to me. Seeing the token is like seeing the person. With this token, you can obtain everything you need for cultivation in Wanchu Holy Land!"

As she spoke, Fairy Caiyun actually took out a token and handed it to Chai Xin.

"It has been four thousand years, and the Jiang family is no longer the same as it used to be. Moreover, the factional disputes among the ancient families are even more serious than those in our holy land. You should not use Brother Taixu's token in the near future. We can discuss everything after he has passed the tribulation."

Chai Xin took the token, clasped his fists and said, "Master's wife, rest assured. I will obey your orders."

The call of "Master's Wife" made Fairy Caiyun's cheeks flushed. After a long while, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Your master has always been upright, but he actually accepted a little rascal like you as his apprentice!"

"After Master escaped from the predicament, the first person he was concerned about was Master's Wife. This is what I saw with my own eyes. Otherwise, how would I know about the past between Master and Master's Wife?"

Chai Xin was not stupid, so he could naturally see that Fairy Caiyun seemed angry but was actually happy, so he immediately continued to talk about what she wanted to hear.

Sure enough, these words made Fairy Caiyun unconsciously raise the corners of her mouth. After a long while, she suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that we all understood it too late. If I could do it again..."

"It's not too late! I firmly believe that Master will be able to successfully overcome the calamity and will eventually renew his relationship with Master's Wife." Chai Xin struck while the iron was hot.

Fairy Caiyun smiled faintly and shook her head, saying softly: "He is extremely talented and gifted. I have no doubt that he can successfully overcome the tribulation. But I am old, and the remaining life span is less than a hundred years..."

Chai Xin couldn't help but sigh secretly when he heard this, but he couldn't show it. Instead, he said seriously: "Master's wife, why are you so sad? I see that most couples don't live more than a hundred years. Isn't it better to live a happy life with equal status?"

Fairy Caiyun was stunned when she heard this, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"You are so young, yet you have such insights. It is really rare. Yes, God has been extremely kind to let me know the news of Brother Taixu's life before I die. I really shouldn't be greedy anymore..."

After a long time, she smiled, as if relieved, and nodded slightly.

"From now on, you are a true disciple of Wanchu Holy Land. This is the highest rank among disciples except for the Holy Son. I will report this to the sect, and you can travel the world with this identity in the future."

Afterwards, she gave Chai Xin a general overview of the Wanchu Holy Land.

Excluding the vassal forces, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in Wanchu Holy Land, 80% of whom are servants or outer disciples, and less than 20% are elite inner disciples.

Among these less than 20% of elite disciples, only more than 300 are true disciples, and there is one Holy Son, one Holy Daughter, ten Holy Sons in candidates, and ten Holy Daughters in candidates.

The positions of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter are determined only by fighting power. Even the current Holy Lord has no right to make private decisions.

In fact, this is the case in almost all holy places.

It is precisely this system of selecting the Holy Son or Holy Daughter based solely on combat power that has enabled the major holy places to be passed down through the ages without decline.

(End of this chapter)