You See You're Anxious Again! Passionate Spraying!

The backyard of the Star River Sect Master Zhong Wanyang's residence.

Zhong Wanyang faced Zhao Tianchen with a look of emotion.

"Brother Zhao, by all rights, you've contributed greatly to the sect and have never asked me for anything. This time, you're asking me for your disciple, so I should agree."

Zhong Wanyang: "But I am, after all, the Sect Master of the Star River Sect."

"As the head of a sect, I cannot show favoritism. I must consider the feelings of all the disciples in the sect."

"To open the Star Pool for your disciple alone would absolutely cause widespread discussion."

"I'm afraid I cannot agree to this."

Hearing this, Zhao Tianchen frowned.

The next moment, Zhao Tianchen's old eyes widened, and he glared with fury, unleashing his anger.

"Zhong Big Face, am I giving you too much respect?!"

"Back when we were attacking the Crimson Spirit Sect's Third Elder, if I hadn't saved you, you would have died by his hand. The grass on your grave would be three feet high by now."

"Now I'm asking you for a favor, and you tell me no? Are you going to turn your back on me?"

"I'm not dead yet, and you..."

Zhao Tianchen's angry outburst was completely different from his usual demeanor.

Hearing Zhao Tianchen call him Zhong Big Face, Zhong Wanyang's expression also darkened, his eyelids twitching slightly.

Hearing Zhao Tianchen's subsequent words, the speechlessness and gloom on his face intensified.

"Enough!"

Zhong Wanyang directly interrupted Zhao Tianchen's angry rant with a low growl.

"Monkey Zhao, I think I'm giving you too much respect. Do you know who you're talking to?"

"I am the Sect Master now. I advise you to watch your words!"

"With your current pathetic state, believe it or not, I can kill you with one punch!"

"Fine, fine, you insidious big-faced man. I knew you'd turn your back on me. Talking about killing me, you can brag now that no one's around, can you?"

"Come on, let's see who kills whom. I shouldn't have saved you back then!"

"Heh, ridiculous. What the hell are you talking about? I didn't need your help. I was about to kill that old bastard myself, and then you interfered, claiming to have saved me. Are you getting shameless in your old age?!"

"Damn it, Zhong Big Face, you shameless bastard..."

Then, Zhao Tianchen and Zhong Wanyang launched into a heated verbal battle.

The reason Zhao Tianchen dared to be so bold and audacious in his argument with Zhong Wanyang, the Star River Sect Master, was naturally because they had been extremely close in the past.

They were inseparable, and apart from not formally becoming sworn brothers, their relationship was as close as that of adoptive brothers.

Otherwise, Zhao Tianchen wouldn't have come to Zhong Wanyang for help.

Despite their current angry demeanor, airing each other's dirty laundry and past mistakes, neither of them was actually angry.

After a prolonged and passionate exchange, spewing insults and revealing each other's dark secrets, the argument ended with Zhong Wanyang delivering a decisive blow.

"Alright, do you still want your disciple to enter the Star Pool for a baptism?!"

Zhong Wanyang's low growl interrupted Zhao Tianchen's tirade, leaving him speechless.

Seeing this, Zhong Wanyang's face showed a triumphant expression.

Little brat, as the dignified Sect Master of the Star River Sect, can't I still handle you, you old geezer?

"You, what do you mean by that?"

Seeing Zhong Wanyang's triumphant look, Zhao Tianchen felt as if he had swallowed a fly.

But he was being held by the scruff of his neck, unable to retaliate, and could only ask with extreme frustration.

Zhong Wanyang's expression became much more serious, and after a moment of thought, he said:

"What I said before still stands. As Sect Master, I must consider the feelings of all the disciples in the sect."

"Opening the Star Pool for your disciple alone is absolutely out of the question."

Zhao Tianchen's brows furrowed. "I know, but what do you mean then?"

Zhong Wanyang's lips curved upwards. "If it's not possible to open the Star Pool for your disciple alone, then why not add a few other disciples and open it together?"

"I plan to hold a Sect Grand Competition in half a month. The top ten disciples will be allowed to enter the Star Pool for a baptism."

Hearing this, Zhao Tianchen's eyebrows shot up, and he grabbed Zhong Wanyang, roaring:

"Are you still saying you're not turning your back on me?!"

"Among the Inner Disciples, many have already reached the Earth Realm."

"My disciple just joined the sect yesterday. How can he possibly win against those Inner Disciples at the Earth Realm level?!"

Zhao Tianchen shook Zhong Wanyang vigorously, demanding an explanation.

"Look at you, always in such a rush!"

Zhong Wanyang slapped Zhao Tianchen's hand away and said irritably, "I haven't finished speaking yet, what are you rushing for?!"

"Then speak!"

"It's called the Sect Grand Competition, but in reality, who I say your opponent is, isn't that up to me?"

"When the time comes, I'll arrange a few opponents who aren't too strong for your disciple, and then he can just power through to the top ten."

"Getting tenth place then, not too conspicuous, and I doubt others will have too many complaints."

Zhong Wanyang said after some thought.

Hearing this, Zhao Tianchen nodded, "That method is quite good."

"However, even though I'll arrange things for your disciple, I need to be upfront about something."

Zhong Wanyang suddenly said with a serious tone.

"Although the opponents he faces won't be too strong, your disciple must also show sufficient strength!"

"I'm not asking him to convince everyone, but at least he can't perform too poorly and make everyone laugh at us."

"If your disciple's strength is truly so lacking that it's unacceptable to everyone."

"Then, my friend, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"I am the Sect Master now, and I must consider the reputation of our entire Star River Sect."

Hearing this, Zhao Tianchen also nodded.

"Finally, you're saying something sensible. I accept the competition for my disciple this time."

"I can also guarantee that as long as he doesn't face an opponent with a truly insurmountable gap in strength, my disciple's performance will definitely not disappoint you."

Zhao Tianchen guaranteed with full confidence.

He had watched Fang Hong cultivate all day today.

His confidence in Fang Hong now was astonishingly strong.

With such monstrous, even demonic, comprehension.

How could his disciple's performance be bad?

Even if he didn't have strong combat techniques before, it didn't matter.

At worst, he would teach him immediately after returning tonight.

There were still half a month left, and with Fang Hong's terrifying comprehension, there was more than enough time.

Besides, Fang Hong had broken through to the Organ Refinement Realm, and his Blood Essence, inner strength, and even physical body strength had all improved significantly.

His inherent strength was already considerable.

Coupled with the techniques he would teach him, he might even be able to contend with opponents at the mid-Earth Realm level.

Organ Refinement Realm against mid-Earth Realm.

Even if he lost, as long as he didn't fall behind quickly.

Such a performance, even if it couldn't convince everyone, would definitely not make everyone question a rigged match.

With these thoughts, Zhao Tianchen's confidence grew even stronger.

"Oh? So confident, it seems your new disciple is truly extraordinary."

Seeing Zhao Tianchen's confident demeanor, Zhong Wanyang became even more curious about Fang Hong.

Hearing this, Zhao Tianchen raised an eyebrow, quite proudly.

"Of course, who do you think his master is?"

Seeing this, Zhong Wanyang was speechless. "Alright, then it's settled. Do you have anything else?"

"Heh heh, no more. I thank you, Sect Master, on behalf of my disciple."

"I knew the Sect Master was always righteous and magnanimous, not someone who would turn his back on people..."

Zhao Tianchen said with a fawning smile.

Zhong Wanyang's face darkened. "Get lost!"

"Alright, then this old man will take his leave. Sect Master, take care."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Zhao Tianchen happily bid farewell and left.

As he watched Zhao Tianchen's retreating figure, Zhong Wanyang shook his head and smiled faintly.

"Brother Zhao, I hope you can truly achieve your wish this time and make up for your past regrets..."