1400 The White Crane Fairy (1/2)

Chapter 1400: The White Crane Fairy

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Qingfeng Li knew that he was no match for that Old Monster Lishui. The energy emitted from the man was too powerful, suppressing the skies and being not a single bit inferior to the Five Elements Sect sect master.

Qingfeng Li glanced towards Fengwu Cao and said, ”Are all the seniors and grandmasters here?”

Fengwu Cao shook her head and said, ”From what I know, there are still supreme masters who haven't arrived yet.”

Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows in surprise. He didn't expect the arrival of more supreme masters. Both the Five Elements Sect sect master and the Old Monster Lishui were supreme masters.

In the next moment, another supreme master arrived. The man rode on a cloud, flying towards them.

He was also a senior, about 200-years-old, and his hair and beard were completely white. His face was wrinkled, and his eyes were dim, but although he looked aged, his entire body exuded a powerful energy.

The elderly man sat cross-legged on a white cloud, floating in the sky atop the crowd.

Although most of the self-cultivators didn't recognize the elderly man, they could feel the powerful energy emitting from his body. His strength was startling.

At the sight of the elderly man atop the cloud, Qixuan Zhenren also looked surprised.

”Fate Elder, why did you come here?” asked the Qixuan Zhenren.

The Fate Elder smiled and said, ”Why else? I've come to run for the Chief position of course.”

The Qixuan Zhenren furrowed his brows and said, ”Fate Elder, you're almost 300 years old. You are a renowned senior in the world of self-cultivation. Why are you here with a bunch of youngsters fighting for the Chiefship?”

The Fate Elder smiled and said, ”That Old Monster Lishui is here. Why can't I come?”

At the sound of his words, the Qixuan Zhenren let out a wry smile, completely speechless. The Fate Elder was right. If Old Monster Lishui can attend, why couldn't he?

Their conversation completely stunned the surrounding self-cultivators.

Some of them thought back to the events from a couple of hundred years ago. Their jaws dropped so wide one could stuff a whole duck egg in it. To say that they were shocked would be an understatement.

”Do you see that? That's the Fate Elder! He was an invincible master of Huaxia's self-cultivation world 300 years ago. Legend has it that he can predict the future.”

”I've heard about him too! Legends say that he had died 100 years ago. How is he still alive?”

”Lower your voice! If he hears, he might slice you open.”

The surrounding self-cultivators began talking up a storm as they stared at the Fate Elder in utter disbelief.

The supposedly dead man was very much alive and well, standing in front of them and terrorizing them out of their wits.

Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows as he turned towards Fengwu Cao. He asked, ”Is the Fate Elder from some important background? Why is everyone so afraid?”

Fengwu Cao nodded and said, ”I've seen his name in Huaxia self-cultivation scrolls. The Fate Elder was an invincible self-cultivator. He can predict the future, and back then, even Qixuan Zhenren couldn't defeat him.”