Before Chen Fan revealed his identity, the mood on the stage was relaxed. Countless cultivators conversed with each other, exchanging interesting stories about what they experienced along their journey.

However, as soon as Chen Fan said his name, the platform suddenly became pin-drop quiet.

Even a cultivator living under a rock knew that name. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the scholarly looking young man wearing plain-old azure shirt that matched his ordinary look.

If there was one man’s name that was being heard all over Tianhuang, it would be Chen Beixuan.

Chen Beixuan!

The battle in Beihuang was what made him famous.

Chen Fan had not only destroyed countless foes and countered the Heavenly Treasure with his bare hands; he also left the battle with many unsolved mysteries. Where did this young man come from? What kind of art did he use? What was his cultivation experience like?

Some people believed that Chen Fan was as powerful as a Heavenly Lord, judging by his ability to use incredible arts. However, others argued that something was off about Chen Fan’s art. It looked like Chen Fan had used some forbidden art to steal other people’s power.

However, the main contention was focused on his young age.

Li Huaixian or Jun Aochen had risen to the top of the Longevity Roll after hundreds of years of brutal battles.

Even Heavenly Lords need a few hundred years to prove their abilities once they reached the Nascent Soul realm.

However, Chen Fan’s rise to power only took a few months. Then he disappeared as fast as he appeared, leaving only unanswered questions for the world to mull over.

However, no one questioned the fact that Chen Beixuan was extremely powerful.

His prowess was far beyond the Longevity Roll, and exceeded that of Li Huaixian and Jun Aochen. Worse, he also had incredible Alchemy skills, which added to his prestige and renown.

Therefore, when such a legendary man suddenly appeared right in front of their eyes, everyone became shocked beyond belief.

“He really is Chen Beixuan! Are you sure he’s not someone with the same name? He looks nothing like the Elixir Monarch Chen. I have heard Chen Beixuan excelled in Wood Elemental Art.”

Many cultivators were brimming with shock and disbelief

“That’s him. Just look at Wang Xuanlong’s face.”

Someone heaved a sigh.

People turned to look at those who had already met Chen Fan such as Wang Xuanlong, Lichen and Long Hua. They had already risen to their feet and hurried to welcome Chen Fan with great deference.

“So he really is Elixir Monarch Chen,” many cultivators exclaimed.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao and Zhang Dongshan wore troubled looks, with eyes filled with disbelief. Their distress was shared among many elders.

“Xiao Mang’s brother is Elixir Monarch Chen?” Hua Nonyin murmured incredulously.

Xiao Mang covered her mouth to stifle a cry of surprise. With eyes wide open, her face was awash with joy and glee. Xiao Mang had heard of Chen Beixuan’s name and all the while, she thought it was just someone with a similar name.

Sisi pouted and said, “Humph.. whatever. He is just an Elixir Monarch, and is no match against Brother Aochen.”

However, she was speechless when she saw Jun Aochen and Gu Xiaoyi rise to welcome Chen Fan.

“Even Jun Aochen welcomed him in person?”

Many people were aghast.

However, more people looked at one another in realization.

Jun Aochen was not welcoming the cultivator Chen Fan, but the Elixir Monarch Chen Beixuan.

An Elixir Monarch was revered as much as a Heavenly Alchemist. They were the subject of worship for any cultivator who used Elixirs.

Even those who loathed Chen Fan such as the Sect Master of the Ghost Underworld Sect and the elders of the Heavenly Jade Institute hurried to welcome Chen Fan.

Such was the power of custom.

Regardless of the personal feud between them and Chen Fan, they wouldn’t renege the custom or risk losing their prestige.

“So that’s why you’re so arrogant. Elixir Monarch of the Beihuang Region… Marvelous. What a lad!”

Elder Yuelon was seized by a pang of complicated emotions. After a while, she finally heaved a sigh and came to terms with reality.

She scanned the elders around her and saw the dark colors on Elder Jueyan’s face. For a second, she felt a slight satisfaction and thought Chen Fan wasn’t as bad as she thought.

In the end, Yuelon looked at the Grand Elder and so did everyone else.

Lin Shan, Zhang Dongshan, Elder Jueyan and Elder Zhongxuan, they all turned to see the Grand Elder, waiting for his response. The Sect Master wasn’t there; the Grand Elder would represent the sect on his behalf.

Jun Aochen and the other elites had already made their position clear, it was Mount Reincarnation’s turn.

“Ancestral Patriarch… please don’t…” Lin Xiao’ face darkened as he begged in his mind.

The Grand Elder sat in his chair with an impassive face, looking like a statue. After a while, Lin Shan finally opened his mouth.

“Let’s go.

“Open the middle gate, assemble the ceremony guards, and come with me to welcome our honored guests.”

Life and color drained from Lin Xiao’s face after hearing what he said.

The Divine Stage was over a few thousand meters above the clouds.

People traveled on and off the stage through small portals.

The middle gate at the foot of the mountain was a huge behemoth and was reserved only for the most revered guest. Not even Jun Aochen nor the Sect Master of the Ghost Underworld Sect received such honorary treatment. In fact, only Heavenly Lords had ever gone through the middle gate. Therefore, using the middle gate was a clear signal of submission from the Reincarnation Sect to Chen Fan.

Even Elder Yuelon exclaimed in awe, “Such renown and prestige.”

Meanwhile, Hua Nonyin and Zhang Shouzhuo were shaken to the core.

The Elixir Monarch was the monarch of all alchemists.

He was not an Nascent Soul Cultivator, but he might as well be one.

Boom!

A thunderous blast was heard near the giant Divine Stage. Everyone looked up and saw a long stair descending from the stage and touching down near Chen Fan like a dragon.

The Reincarnation Sect’s disciples lined up and on both sides of the stairs, even making a path which led to them.

At the top of the stair was the Grand Elder Lin Shan and many other elders, waiting for Chen Fan’s grace.

“That’s the cloud stair and the ceremonial guards. Such treatment is reserved only for Heavenly Lords.”

Some knowledgeable cultivators recognized the procession and let out gasps of cold air.

By then, even if there were people who didn’t know who Chen Fan was, they should have felt Chen Fan’s mighty clout after seeing the humble attitude shown by the members of Mount Reincarnation.

The sight was so upsetting for Gui Mingzi and Wu Shandu that they looked as if their parents had died.

An alchemist nodded and said, “Only the Elixir Monarch has brought honor to all of us.”

“But this is nothing compared to the procession of the Elixir Emperor. Nascent Soul Cultivators lined up for miles to greet him. That was such a sight to behold,” someone else exclaimed.

By then, Chen Fan’s skill in Alchemy was second only to the Elixir Emperor.

“Thanks.”

Chen Fan nodded at Zhu Ninmuo after she wrote down his name on the tablet. He then gave Gui Mingzi a sidelong glance, which froze him in his tracks with one foot hovering above the ground.

“Is there anything you need from me?” Chen Fan asked with a calm composure.

“No… nothing.” Wu Shan and the others shook their heads.

“Oh? I thought you were going to seek revenge or what not.”

Wu Shan’s face paled and swore to Chen Fan that he wanted to bury the hatchet and that his punishment back at the Brahma Palace was well deserved.

“Hm.”

Chen Fan nodded and headed to the stairs. Even as Wu Shan heaved a sigh of relief, Chen Fan turned around and said.

“If you really want to fight me, make sure you bring more Heavenly Lords with you. Otherwise, those Golden Core Cultivators you gathered wouldn’t even hold out against my servant. Pathetic.”

After he said that, he ignored Wu Shan and went up the stairs.

The Zhu Family Sisters and many junior cultivators looked up at Chen Fan’s back and were speechless.

“He’s the man!” many people exclaimed.

Gui Mingzi nearly lost his balance when he finally landed that hovering step. He knew he would never be able to stand up against Chen Fan.

Chen Fan ascended the stairs and arrived at the top where the Grand Elder was waiting for him.

As the Elixir Monarch, his prestige and authority outshined everyone on the stage, including Jun Aochen. Other than a Nascent Soul Cultivator or the Elixir Emperor himself, no one would sit closer to the head of the table than Chen Fan.

Therefore, Chen Fan walked straight to the most prominent seat and sat down.

Lin Xiao and the other’s were terrified by Chen Fan’s presence.

Once he had sat down, he examined the faces of those around him and noticed that underneath the fake smiles there was sinister intent. He knew danger was still lurking.

“Very well, I have some scores to settle with you as well.”

Chen Fan cracked a smile.

He had never been a forgiving person iIn all of his life, and neither would he be this time.