After Tian Ru announced Ling Tian's victory, the watching cultivators erupted in excitement. The younger cultivators were especially fired up, surging toward the Tai Chi Arena to ask Ling Tian to join Lingxiao Pavilion. The older cultivators were much more composed. As they watched the younger generation blaze with enthusiasm, they stroked their beards and laughed heartily, their eyes betraying a hint of envy.
Hua Min'er, Hu Yao, and the others had "sensed trouble" and fled the scene at the first opportunity. Tian Ru had also turned mischievous as a little girl, leaving Ling Tian alone on the arena.
Outside the Tai Chi Arena, Old Man Ling, Zi Ling, and the others hovered in midair, looking toward the arena with smiles on their faces. Zi Ling glanced at Tian Ru. "Tian Ru, aren't you setting Ling Tian up?"
"Please, don't pretend you don't want to see how Ling Tian handles a situation like this." Tian Ru gave a soft snort and swept her gaze around. "I think everyone here wants to see Ling Tian make a fool of himself, too."
"Heh heh, you little girl certainly understand how we feel." Granny Huanyin chuckled strangely and looked toward Ling Tian. "Ling Tian always looks so calm and unruffled, as if everything is under his control. It's a bit too much for a youngster to act that way, and it makes us older folk look bad. So, let's give him a little trouble and let him know there are things he can't handle. That way, old fogies like us can feel we still matter."
"Haha, Senior is absolutely right." Wu De laughed heartily. Then, as if something had come to mind, he sighed. "Everyone says I was irresponsible as a master, that I taught Ling Tian for only a month and then