Chapter 784: Wind Pavilion

Zhou Yuan exited the Golden Hall and immediately saw Yi Yan and Yi Qiushui waiting. He quickly went forward.

"Zhou Yuan, how was it? Did Lord Xi Jing really make you a Vice-Pavilion Master of the Wind Pavilion?" Yi Qiushui asked eagerly as soon as she saw him.

Yi Yan, stroking his beard, remained reserved and didn't show too much eagerness. However, his gaze, fixed on Zhou Yuan, betrayed his inner restlessness.

"Since Lord Xi Jing has spoken, how could she retract her words?" Zhou Yuan chuckled.

Yi Qiushui stared, dumbfounded. "So you'll really be the Wind Pavilion's Vice-Pavilion Master from now on?"

She found it hard to believe. In the Tianyuan Region, the status of a Wind Pavilion Vice-Pavilion Master was significantly higher than her own as the Governor of Xiaoxuan Prefecture. If he were to become a true Pavilion Master in the future, his rank would be equivalent to an elder on the Elder Council, like her grandfather.

One must remember, Yi Yan was a Genesis Infant stage expert! He had spent years in the Tianyuan Region just to barely reach the position of an elder. But Zhou Yuan? This was only his first day in the Tianyuan Cave Heaven!

Yi Yan, standing nearby, couldn't help but tug out two of his beard hairs. "Why does Lord Xi Jing value you so much?"

Zhou Yuan looked bewildered and shook his head.

Yi Yan pondered for a moment. "It seems just as I thought. Lord Xi Jing dislikes the Heavenly Spirit Sect, so she's using you to counter them this time."

"However, you, young man, truly have incredible luck. You must remember Lord Xi Jing's kindness in promoting you."

Yi Yan sighed. His original greatest hope was to secure Zhou Yuan a Deputy Commander position in the Wind Pavilion, but who would have thought that by sheer coincidence, Zhou Yuan would become a Vice-Pavilion Master instead!

The leap was truly enormous.

Zhou Yuan smiled and nodded. "Lord Xi Jing said she wants you to take me to the Wind Pavilion for my appointment tomorrow."

"That's a small matter," Yi Yan said.

Yi Qiushui's beautiful face showed a hint of bitterness. "Won't you be my superior then?"

Zhou Yuan paused, surprised. "Qiushui, are you going to the Wind Pavilion too?"

Yi Yan smiled. "The Four Pavilions of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain are places all young generations in the Tianyuan Region dream of. Qiushui is naturally no exception. However, because she is the Governor of Xiaoxuan Prefecture, she doesn't hold an official position in the Wind Pavilion; she merely cultivates there."

"As for the affairs of Xiaoxuan Prefecture, the Yi family will help manage them."

"Not just me, Liu Zhixuan will also enter the Wind Pavilion. I wonder what his expression will be when he sees you as the Vice-Pavilion Master," Yi Qiushui chuckled.

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly. Having some acquaintances would be a good thing.

Yi Yan smiled. "Zhou Yuan, you probably don't have a place to stay yet, do you? Why don't you come stay with me for now?"

It was evident that Yi Yan's attitude towards Zhou Yuan had become more amicable. He clearly understood that with Zhou Yuan becoming the Wind Pavilion's Vice-Pavilion Master, the latter was no longer the lone individual with no background he had been before.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan held a mid-level position in the Tianyuan Region. If Lord Xi Jing continued to favor him in the future, he might very well rise even higher, truly a rising star.

Thus, Zhou Yuan possessed the qualifications for Yi Yan to set aside his demeanor and try to win him over.

"Thank you, Elder Yi Yan," Zhou Yuan said with a smile.

Seeing that Zhou Yuan showed no arrogance whatsoever even after establishing a connection with Xi Jing, Yi Yan's favorable impression of him grew even stronger.

The next day.

Outside Yi Garden.

A white lion carriage soared into the sky, speeding like lightning towards the southwest of the Tianyuan Cave Heaven.

After about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the white lion slowed down. Zhou Yuan looked through the carriage curtain and saw a floating island appear in the sky ahead. This island was slightly smaller than those he had seen before, but it was surrounded by countless raging storms.

The howling of the fierce winds could be clearly heard from a long distance away.

Across the sky, streaks of light constantly swept past, heading into the storm-shrouded island.

"The Four Pavilions of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain each occupy an island. This is where the Wind Pavilion is located, Wind Island," Yi Yan's voice came from behind.

Zhou Yuan was slightly surprised. The entire island belonged to the Wind Pavilion? It seemed the Tianyuan Region truly valued the Four Pavilions, especially since everyone knew that every inch of land in the Tianyuan Cave Heaven was incredibly precious.

Yi Yan waved his sleeve, and the white lion roared, pulling the carriage down from the sky. All the storms in their path completely dissipated.

Passing through layers of storms, the scenery inside the island became clearer. Mountains undulated like sleeping dragons, and between them stood thick, straight giant trees. Their branches were like metal, gleaming, and no matter how fiercely the winds howled, they could not be swayed.

Among the mountains, numerous green buildings stretched continuously.

Yi Yan found his mark and guided the white lion to land on a large plaza in the center of the mountains.

The plaza, paved with bluestone, was bustling with noise. Many figures had gathered there, seemingly thousands at a rough estimate.

These figures were all young and possessed extraordinary presence. They were members of the Wind Pavilion, and without exception, their cultivation had all reached the Divine Dwelling stage.

They were proud talents from various parts of the Tianyuan Region, each with outstanding abilities and an untamed spirit.

At this moment, thousands of figures gathered, forming circles of various sizes, creating a lively atmosphere.

At the very front of the thousands of people stood two solitary figures, a man and a woman. The man had a tall, upright physique, and his single-lidded eyes were long, narrow, and sharp, exuding a keen aura from his entire being.

The woman wore a white long dress, her slender body exquisitely graceful, and her face was especially beautiful. However, her perpetually cold expression made her seem like a snow lotus on an icy mountain, deterring anyone from approaching.

As the man and woman stood at the very front, the gazes of the many figures behind them were filled with reverence, and no one dared to step forward and disturb them.

This was because these two were the current two Vice-Pavilion Masters of the Wind Pavilion.

Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling.

The Hunyuan Heaven Divine Dwelling List gathered the most outstanding young generation in the entire world. The fierce competition for every position on it was truly astonishing, and Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling's inclusion in the top hundred was enough to showcase their strength and talent.

Therefore, even though the members of the Wind Pavilion were all untamed and proud, they held immense respect for the strength of these two.

Not far behind the two, there was a particularly lively circle, at the center of which was a man in a golden robe. At this moment, he was surrounded by many, like stars orbiting the moon, appearing somewhat spirited and proud.

"Heh heh, I heard a rumor that today our Wind Pavilion will have a third Vice-Pavilion Master. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Commander Jin Teng."

"That's not surprising. Commander Jin Teng once met Lord Xi Jing and was highly valued by her. And now, in our Wind Pavilion, Commander Jin Teng's strength is second only to the two Vice-Pavilion Masters. So, if anyone is most qualified to become the third Vice-Pavilion Master, it must be Commander Jin Teng."

Hearing the flattery from those around him, the golden-robed man smiled humbly and repeatedly shook his head. However, a hint of complacency shimmered deep within his eyes.

"This is still up in the air, so let's not spread rumors and make a joke of ourselves," Jin Teng said with a laugh.

His gaze pierced through the crowd to the elegant figure in the white dress at the very front, and a subtle stirring arose in his heart. He had admired Ye Bingling for a long time, and if he could become a Vice-Pavilion Master this time, his status would no longer be inferior to hers.

"However, I seem to have heard some rumors that the third Vice-Pavilion Master will be a direct appointment from above," a low voice suddenly spoke amidst the chatter of the crowd.

The fervent noise immediately died down.

The smile on Jin Teng's lips also stiffened for a moment before he lightly chuckled. "It's all just baseless speculation... Besides, the Wind Pavilion's Vice-Pavilion Masters have always been selected from within the Wind Pavilion itself. There's no reason for an external appointment."

"After all, the Four Pavilions gather all the young talents in the Tianyuan Region. Could someone just suddenly appear out of nowhere?"

He shook his head. "If that's truly the case, I won't agree to it."

The surrounding Wind Pavilion members all nodded in agreement. "That's right, we won't agree either!"

While the commotion continued in the back, Ye Bingling, who was at the very front, slowly opened her beautiful, slightly closed eyes. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly because she had already received news that the third Vice-Pavilion Master was personally appointed by Lord Xi Jing... and it was not Jin Teng.

"This indeed somewhat breaks the Wind Pavilion's rules. Lord Xi Jing is quite principled in her actions, so why would she this time..."

She pressed her red lips together. She held immense respect for Xi Jing; in her heart, Xi Jing was an object of worship, and she had always striven towards that goal.

And it was precisely because of this reverence for Xi Jing that Ye Bingling, whose heart was usually as still as water, now felt a flicker of emotion, for even she had never received such a direct appointment from Xi Jing.

"I hope this third Vice-Pavilion Master won't disappoint me, otherwise..."

Her beautiful eyes flashed. She was unwilling for this to become a slight blemish on Lord Xi Jing's perfect image.

And it was into this noisy plaza that the white lion, with a low roar, soared through the sky. Several figures drifted down from the carriage, finally landing on the high platform in the plaza under the gaze of thousands.