Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 1670 (Raw 1682): I Am Your Martial Uncle

Ye Zifeng once spent some time following Pan Huang. He had heard Pan Huang mention the Saber Sovereign Medallion’s matter before.

Hence, when Ye Zifeng saw the Saber Sovereign Medallion, he immediately guessed Xiao Chen’s identity.

Given Pan Huang’s means, no one could trick the Saber Sovereign Medallion. Only a true bladesman would receive its acknowledgment.

Xiao Chen put away the Saber Sovereign Medallion and performed a cupped-fist salute. “Big Brother Ye is too polite. This humble self is simply not worthy of such an address.”

Ye Zifeng smiled faintly and sized up Xiao Chen carefully. His eyes soon lit up.

What a fellow! He has gone so far as to comprehend the Saber Dao’s Great Dao Energy!

Ye Zifeng glanced at the red-clad administrator and Elder Liu. Then, he turned and said, “My junior brother is here to look for me. I will personally speak to the Sect Master about his matter. The two of you should not leak this out and let anyone catch wind of this.”

Before Ye Zifeng’s gaze, the red-clad administrator and Elder Liu felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain. Sweat flowed out of their foreheads as they replied with fear and sincerity.

“We obey Martial Grand Uncle’s instructions.”

Ye Zifeng revealed a satisfied smile. Then, he extended his hand, wrapped Xiao Chen in a saber light, and soared straight into the clouds.

Long after Ye Zifeng had left, the red-clad administrator and Elder Liu finally felt the pressure ease, feeling like they were relieved of a huge burden.

“It turns out that Martial Grand Uncle has already broken through the Starry Sky Realm after remaining in closed-door cultivation for so many years.” The red-clad administrator revealed an expression of respect and awe as he looked in the direction that Ye Zifeng vanished in.

Elder Liu wiped off the sweat on his forehead and said somewhat weakly, “Administrator He, sorry. I nearly brought trouble to you. This time, I really made a misjudgment and nearly let it grow into something problematic.”

The red-clad administrator smiled and said, “Why the apo

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