Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1690: Chapter 1686: Reunion of Old Friends (Third Update)

The old Daoist slightly opened his eyes, glanced at Du Fan with a half-smile, half-scornful expression, and then closed his eyes again.

This silent disdain made Du Fan’s anger rise immediately.

"Old man, do you know what this place is? You dare come here to freeload. Do you believe I’ll make you roll out of Beijiang tonight?"

The old Daoist remained silent, as if he was in meditation.

Du Fan’s gaze turned cold, a slight hint of energy appearing in his hand, and he raised it to strike the old Daoist.

But at that moment, the old Daoist suddenly said softly, "You’ve actually tasted dragon liver; that’s quite a fortune!"

This sentence made Du Fan pause, not yet understanding what was happening.

Auntie Pang came out with the food, and upon seeing the scene, her face turned stern immediately.

"Little Du, what are you doing?"

"Ah, nothing... nothing, I..."

The old Daoist opened his eyes and glanced at Auntie Pang, "Nothing, this benefactor wanted me to tell his fortune, but my quota is full for today, so I won’t entertain him!"

"Ah yes, yes, yes, I did want him to tell my fortune! Haha!" Du Fan quickly said, thinking to himself that the old Daoist reacted quite fast!

Auntie Pang looked at them suspiciously but said nothing, placing the food on a table nearby.

"Alright little Du, hurry and eat while it’s hot!"

Du Fan gave the old Daoist a deep look, but at this moment, the old Daoist had closed his eyes again.

Du Fan’s mind was full of questions!

How does this old Daoist know that I’ve eaten dragon liver?

Besides Mr. Xue, no outsiders know about this!

Holding onto his doubts, Du Fan sat at another table, bowing his head and eating.

He ran to Old Xie’s Restaurant every day and kept a low profile.

Partly because of Xie Jingjing, but mainly to fulfill his promise to Xue An.

Back then, Xue An had instructed him to look after Old Xie and Auntie Pang when possible.

He had kept that in mind firmly.

Though several years had passed, he was always present, rain or shine, without a moment’s slack.

Even though his status had become quite influential, he never dared to act superior.

Because Du Fan understood the importance of Old Xie and Auntie Pang to Xue An.

And his current achievements were all thanks to Xue An’s kindness.

Although Du Fan was usually arrogant, he was clear about gratitude and grudges.

Moreover, Du Fan was a man with a conscience and knew he couldn’t offer much help.

This time, when heaven and earth were in turmoil and evil spirits rampant, Tang Xuan’er and others became a line of defense to protect Earth.

The only thing Du Fan could do was to take care of people important to Xue An.

Meanwhile.

The few men Du Fan had stationed outside for guard duty were smoking under the streetlight, chatting leisurely.

"Wow, Miss Jingjing was really incredible last night. Judging by her skill, she’s at least at the Golden Immortal cultivation level!"

"Yeah! You think, Auntie Pang already has such a powerful daughter; why does she still run a small restaurant?"

"Who knows! Maybe she does it because she’s bored!"

They were in the midst of hot discussion when suddenly a white-clad youth strolled up the street.

This young man in white looked about eighteen or nineteen, with a tall figure, casual demeanor, and an exceptionally handsome appearance.

Combined with the serene and easy-going smile on his face, anyone who saw him would be mesmerized at first glance.

But that’s not the key point.

The key point is the speed at which this young man walked!

Just a moment ago, he was at the other end of the street, yet in the blink of an eye, he appeared before them.

And the entire process had no trace of worldly mingling.

All the chatting men were stunned.

Meanwhile.

The young man had already passed through them, arriving in front of the restaurant, then stopped and looked up at the signboard, smiling slightly before preparing to push the door and enter.

The few men finally reacted and tried to stop him.

But at that moment, the young man turned and glanced at them.

Just one glance, and these men with substantial cultivation levels felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, rendered unable to speak in an instant.

Then the young man pushed the door and walked into the restaurant.

Meanwhile.

The old Daoist, who had been sitting properly with lowered brows, suddenly raised his eyes and locked gaze with the entering young man.

It was this simple gaze that caused the entire Beijiang City to tremble.

Then the old Daoist’s face gradually filled with a smile, as he stood up and slightly nodded at the young man.

"Welcome, Immortal Venerable!"

Xue An also smiled, but his smile carried a hint of playfulness, and he spoke slowly.

"Zhuge Cang, I didn’t expect you to show up here!"

That’s right!

This old Daoist, who spent his days leeching off Auntie Pang, much like a con artist of the martial world, was none other than Zhuge Cang! Famous for his uncanny powers of prediction across the Multiverse, claiming to know nearly everything in the Myriad Realms!

Zhuge Cang gave a wry smile, "There was no other choice!"

"Having no choice means you come to my hometown without even a word?"

Speaking, Xue An walked to the opposite side of Zhuge Cang and sat down slowly.

Throughout the process, Du Fan was eating and drinking on the side without even raising his head, completely unaware.

Moreover, the previously noisy hall instantly became quiet.

As if an invisible barrier had isolated everything outside.

Xue An smiled, "You’re still so cautious!"

"Hehe, as one grows old, naturally they become more timid! Moreover, are you sure you want our conversation heard by these mortals?" Zhuge Cang said with a smile.

"Old? You’re old?" Xue An scrutinized Zhuge Cang for a few moments, then shook his head indifferently.

"Other than having even less hair than before, I don’t see where you’re old!"

This sentence made Zhuge Cang tense, quickly reaching to touch his hair bun at the back of his head, "Really even less?"

"What do you think? At this rate, you’ll turn bald! But then again, it’ll save you trouble and you can switch careers to being a monk!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Cang spat several times, "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, I don’t want to become a bald donkey like that guy Yue Ji!"

Xue An raised an eyebrow, "If Yue Ji hears such talk, you two will be at each other’s throats again!"

Yue Ji was Zhuge Cang’s old rival, and the two often bickered.

When Xue An was Immortal Venerable, he mediated their disputes more than once.

"Then so be it, do you really think I’m afraid of him?"

After speaking, both fell silent, exchanging a look, then simultaneously burst into laughter.

Amid the laughter, Xue An picked up the wine glass on the table, speaking softly, "Old Zhuge, long time no see!"

"Long time no see!"

They drank their wine to the last drop.

As they set the glasses down again, a hint of tears appeared at the corners of Zhuge Cang’s eyes, which he subtly wiped away, before giving a slight sigh.

"When news of your fall arrived, I didn’t believe it for a moment, and indeed! You’ve been reborn through death, reincarnating and reconstructing your cultivation!"

Xue An smiled slightly, "You have that much faith in me?"