Chapter 1477: Not My Student

"I have only one student, Feng Ziyi! I don't know any Zhang Xuan!" Yang Shi shook his head.

"You don't know him?"

Everyone was stunned, especially the Great Elder and Zhang Wuchen, who exchanged glances and widened their eyes.

They had investigated thoroughly; this Zhang Xuan had claimed from the start to be Yang Xuan's student, receiving personal instruction. Unexpectedly, Yang Shi knew nothing about it!

"Indeed, I've been busy all these years and haven't had time to take on students. You all know that. What's wrong? Someone claims to be my student?"

Yang Shi looked over with confusion.

"Yes, there's a man named Zhang Xuan who claims to be your personal disciple. He just caused a scene at the Zhang residence..."

The Great Elder quickly said.

"Impersonating my personal disciple? What audacity! Where is this fellow? I'd like to see where he gets his nerve..."

Flicking his sleeve, Yang Shi's face darkened.

On the Master Teacher Continent, the tradition of master-disciple transmission was strict; without a formal apprenticeship ceremony, impersonating a student or teacher violated the rules.

Having been in seclusion for half a year, someone was impersonating his student, and from what he heard, causing trouble everywhere—this had crossed the line.

"He has already teleported away..."

With an awkward expression, the Great Elder hurriedly said.

"Teleported away? What happened?" Yang Shi frowned.

Helpless, the Great Elder recounted the previous events in detail.

"You say... a Domain Realm brat casually withstood the Cosmic Void Tribulation, defeated all your Zhang family geniuses with swordsmanship, and was unmatched in calligraphy, beast taming, spirit awakening, artifact appraisal, and other professions?"

Yang Shi was stunned.

"Yes!"

The Great Elder nodded. "It's one thing for a twenty-year-old to have one or two exceptional abilities, but so many, and with such talent—I suspect he's a disguised alien spirit."

"Disguised alien spirit royalty is indeed hard to distinguish... but if he were truly an alien spirit, he wouldn't be so conspicuous!"

Yang Shi shook his head, disagreeing with the other's view.

If an alien spirit disguised as a human to the point that even a nine-star master teacher couldn't see through it, they must have paid a tremendous price. They would hide at all costs, not go around causing chaos and turning the entire Zhang residence upside down.

Wouldn't that be exposing themselves?

What would be the point of the disguise?

"If he's not an alien spirit, how does he know soul shaman techniques and use alien spirit artifacts?" the Great Elder said.

"Impersonating my student, knowing soul shaman techniques, coming here to cause trouble... This fellow is interesting. I'd like to meet him. Do you know where he teleported to using the teleportation array?"

With a slight smile, Yang Shi was filled with curiosity.

"We don't know!"

The Great Elder shook his head.

If the array were still there, they might be able to deduce something. But the other's array was so sophisticated that even he could detect nothing, let alone where it teleported to.

"You don't know?"

Yang Shi frowned. "Where did he teleport from? Take me to see."

The Great Elder and the others said no more and quickly led the way. Before long, they arrived at the place where Zhang Xuan had teleported.

Standing there, Yang Shi looked down, his frown deepening. After a moment, he looked over. "Did he use a token that looked like this?"

He lightly tapped his finger, and a phantom of a token appeared before everyone, faintly emitting golden light.

"Not bad. This treasure blocked my sword aura; it should at least be a top-grade holy artifact!" the Grand Elder nodded.

Earlier, when he had used his sword aura to kill the opponent, the opponent had blocked it with this token, and he recognized it at a glance—there could be no mistake.

"This..." Upon hearing his confirmation, Master Yang's brow furrowed even more tightly.

"Master Yang recognizes this token?" Seeing his expression, the Grand Elder asked.

"Recognize it? That's an understatement! If what he took out is really as you described, it's very likely..."

He paused here, then finally waved his hand: "Forget it, let's not say it for now. I'll need to see it with my own eyes before I can confirm!"

The Holy Son Hall Master's Token involved too much; even as a Supreme Elder of the Master Hall headquarters, he dared not speak rashly.

The issuance of the token was personally handled by Saint Kui. If it were a disguise by an alien tribesman, it would surely be detected—such a major blunder was impossible.

"Master, you've come out of seclusion..."

As he was deep in thought, he saw Hu Yiwei rushing over in a fluster.

"Mm."

Master Yang nodded, frowning: "What's the matter? Why so tense?"

His sharp eyes saw at once that this steward was full of worries.

"Reporting to the master, it's like this: at the Holy Son Hall, I discovered a student named Zhang Xuan, who has the innate fetal poison I left behind..." Hu Yiwei quickly recounted what he had learned earlier.

"Innate fetal poison? The Zhang family's little genius?"

Master Yang was startled, then quickly looked at Xing Jiansheng and the others, also feeling confused.

The Zhang family's little genius, Holy Son Hall Master, Soul Shaman, alien tribesman, his student... what was going on with this guy?

How could he have so many identities?

"My student's identity is fake, so the other identities might not be real either. You two, calm down. We all know the situation with the little genius back then—the chance of survival was slim. Since he has appeared, let me go and see him first. Once I meet him face to face, truth or falsehood will be clear!"

After pondering for a moment, Master Yang said.

"I want to go too!"

Dream Sword Saint gritted her teeth: "I won't rest until I see him!"

After so many years, she finally had concrete news. Even though the Grand Elder and others confirmed that he had nothing to do with her son, she still couldn't accept it without seeing for herself.

"Alright! Hu Yiwei's innate fetal poison can't be wrong. This guy is surnamed Zhang and comes from the ancient lands—everything fits. It would indeed be hard to accept without meeting him!"

Understanding her feelings, Master Yang nodded.

"Does Master Yang know where he was teleported?"

Seeing his expression, Xing Jiansheng asked.

"If the Grand Elder didn't misidentify the token, I should know where he went," Master Yang nodded. "Barring accidents, he's gone back to the Holy Son Hall."

"Back to the Holy Son Hall?"

Xing Jiansheng's face twitched.

Upon hearing Hu Yiwei's words, he and his wife had rushed to the Holy Son Hall, but halfway there, they heard that this Zhang Xuan was at the Zhang residence, so they came back... and now the guy had gone back again!

What terrible luck—they missed each other every time!

"Indeed. The Holy Son Hall is subordinate to the Master Hall, and the Zhang residence has no direct teleportation array. How about this: first teleport me to the Master Hall headquarters, then from there to the Holy Son Hall. It's a detour, but we should arrive within a day, which is much faster than flying."

After a moment's hesitation, Master Yang said.

The Master Hall headquarters had teleportation arrays to various places, but the Zhang residence had no direct route, so they had to take a detour.

However, even with the detour, they could arrive in a day, which was much faster than flying for over half a month.

"Alright, Master Yang, my wife and I will go with you!" Xing Jiansheng nodded.