Xiao Jiao'er watched Tang Yuan and Zhan Ziyuan getting along unusually well in the distance and could not help furrowing her brows. "Grandpa wouldn't lie to me, would he? No matter how I look at them, they don't seem like they're about to fight."
Seeing Tang Yuan sit down on his own and begin recovering cross-legged, she could not help fuming. "What is Senior Brother Zhan doing? He said he wouldn't go easy on him, yet he's openly giving him pills to restore his strength."
Finding it amusing, Jin Peipei asked with interest, "What did your grandfather tell you?"
Xiao Jiao'er froze for a moment, then said, "Grandpa said Senior Brother Zhan has a strange temperament. He talks about going easy on people, but he's actually strict with juniors and won't let Tang Yuan pass easily. He also said Senior Brother Zhan was struck by his mother's One Staff when he was young. Though it helped him break through, the thought of being beaten by a woman left him gloomy for quite some time. Now that he has a chance to vent, he naturally won't let Tang Yuan off."
"So that was it." Jin Peipei vaguely seemed to understand Zhan Ziyuan's intentions. Perhaps he had come to repay a favor.
Though Tang Yuan's performance throughout the previous series of battles had been exceedingly dazzling, based on her understanding of Beast Cultivators and beasts, she had still spotted quite a few shortcomings.
At the very least, Tang Yuan had not fully mastered the use of the other types of beast cores.
Most of the cultivation arts he had comprehended were based on the power of the Black Dragon Core. He had merely incorporated a superficial trace of the power of other beast cores and had not been able to unleash their