Grand Bamboo Peak.
With the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament over,
Tian Buyi led his many disciples back the way they had come.
On the return journey,
Song Daren, Du Bishu, and the others discussed the events of this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament.
After all, the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament was a large-scale Qingyun Sect event held only once every sixty years. If they wanted to see it again...
they could only wait another sixty years.
"This Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament was truly spectacular. Who would have thought that Junior Brother Zeng would simply concede in the final match..."
"Isn't conceding perfectly normal?"
"Even Junior Sister Lu and Senior Brother Qi Hao lost to Seventh Senior Brother. It would have been pointless for him to go up..."
"As expected, Seventh Senior Brother claimed first place!"
Listening to the discussions among the disciples behind him,
Tian Buyi, at the very front, slightly curled his lips upward. He could barely suppress his grin...
His Grand Bamboo Peak had been quiet for many years.
Now, it had finally risen to prominence.
But...
why did he have such an unfilial daughter as Tian Ling'er?
At the thought of his daughter,
Tian Buyi's expression darkened slightly.
"Sigh."
He let out a soft sigh.
In the end, he said nothing. She was his own daughter—what else could he say...
When they returned to Grand Bamboo Peak,
Du Bishu consciously went to the stove to start a fire and cook.
Although none of them wanted to eat his cooking, Zhang Xiaofan had yet to return. For now, they could only grit their teeth and eat shit.
Before long,
the food was ready.
Before the meal began, Tian Buyi looked at Tian Ling'er's empty seat and finally softened.
He exchanged a glance with Su Ru.