Why Don't You Pay Your Respects to Your Senior Sister?

On the other side.

Meng Tangtang stepped into the Library Pavilion with excitement, her eyes locking onto a figure in white before she could even look around.

Before she could speak, she saw the person wave a hand, turning to leave while signaling for her to follow.

"Come in. Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Meng Tangtang froze.

Her mind went blank, and she forgot why she had come in the first place.

Master is waiting for me?

She looked carefully at the white-clad youth in front of her, immediately noting his form of address—also "Master."

Could it be that I really guessed wrong? This person in front of me isn't Master, but... my senior or junior brother?

Meng Tangtang almost couldn't wrap her head around it.

Although she felt something was off, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

She decided not to overthink it.

"Hey, hey, wait for me!"

While she was lost in thought, Meng Tangtang suddenly realized the other person had already walked quite a distance, and she quickly hurried to catch up.

The two wound their way through the Library Pavilion, and before they knew it, they arrived at the backyard.

Although the Library Pavilion was not highly valued within the Jingyun Sect, it still belonged to one of the top ten sects, so its grandeur was naturally not small.

The backyard.

What met her eyes was an incredibly vast spiritual lake. Willow trees on the bank swayed in the breeze, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers and grass. Furthermore, the concentration of spiritual energy here seemed to far exceed any other place in the Jingyun Sect, surpassing even the forbidden grounds of the back mountain.

It was like a fairyland on earth.

Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the depths of the spiritual lake.

The disturbance grew, and the calm lake suddenly surged with waves.

Between heaven and earth, celestial light faintly emerged.

A golden figure was seen stepping through the air from afar, each step traversing the void, with golden lotuses blooming and withering beneath his feet.

In that instant, the golden figure seemed to become the only color in the world, and everything around him paled the moment he appeared.

It was as if that person were the embodiment of the Great Dao.

As he drew near, a white-haired immortal with a celestial air, dressed in golden robes, descended slowly from the sky, meeting the stunned and shocked gazes of Meng Tangtang and her companion.

Every step he took seemed to land on an invisible staircase.

"Disciple."

The familiar, aged voice reached her, causing Meng Tangtang's delicate body to tremble. Shaking with excitement, she hurriedly bowed in salute.

At this moment, she felt she was not just greeting her Master.

She was on a pilgrimage!

Worshipping an immortal!

In this instant, a famous saying long circulated across the continent suddenly surfaced in Meng Tangtang's mind.

An immortal touches my crown, bestowing longevity upon my hair.

Master is an immortal!

"Walking on air, a Foundation Establishment venerable..."

"Master is at least a Foundation Establishment powerhouse, no, even stronger..."

The scene of the Great Dao resonating just now was deeply etched into Meng Tangtang's soul. She felt that the old man appearing before her for the first time was unfathomably profound.

Previously, it had only been voice transmissions from afar.

Meng Tangtang had already deeply felt her Master's power and mystery.

Now that she finally saw him in person, she realized that what she had discovered was merely the tip of the iceberg of her Master's true self.

So insignificant.

Shock!

Adoration!

And... pride!

This is my Master, an unimaginably supreme powerhouse!

How lucky she was to be valued by him!

She felt as if the blessings she had cultivated over several lifetimes were all coming to fruition in this one.

Lin Cheng watched Meng Tangtang's starry-eyed expression from the side and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

He felt a bit sour.

Damn it, this was the disciple he had worked so hard to take in, only for Xiao Jin to swoop in and steal the spotlight halfway through.

Although he knew it was silly to compete with himself, Lin Cheng just couldn't shake the feeling of annoyance.

Why didn't he have such a flashy entrance?

Envy, jealousy, and hatred!

However, there was nothing to be done about the envy. As an avatar, Xiao Jin was naturally attuned to the Great Dao; releasing even a sliver of his aura to cause the Great Dao to resonate and create a spectacle was effortless for him.

Even though he possessed the system and cultivated the heaven-defying Nine Transformations of the True Spirit, he was in no way inferior to his avatar, yet he simply lacked those flashy methods.

Forget it, forget it.

Was he the type of person who liked to show off? He needed to understand the value of keeping a low profile. Did he understand?

Lin Cheng looked at his avatar Xiao Jin with disdain. If he didn't know how to keep a low profile, he would suffer a great loss sooner or later!

Noticing the gaze of his original body, Xiao Jin didn't care in the slightest.

The two of them were one original body and one avatar, and their minds were connected. Did he really think he could hide that turbulent, vinegary jealousy in his heart from him?

Hypocrite!

"Cheng'er, you entered the sect after your Senior Sister. From today on, you are the Junior Brother. Among fellow disciples, you must look out for one another. Do you understand?" The golden-robed elder suddenly put on a stern expression, casting his gaze toward Lin Cheng, who had been standing by as a bystander.

What?

Lin Cheng was completely stunned.

He hadn't expected his avatar to be so cheeky. How could he even say such a thing?

It was one thing for him to be his own disciple and his own master.

But now, he was actually being forced to become a Junior Brother to his own disciple?

That was going too far!

He could have at least given him the status of Senior Brother!

Lin Cheng's face darkened visibly. Xiao Jin acted as if he didn't see it, though he was having the time of his life internally.

This was called tit for tat.

That's what he got for cursing him for showing off in his heart just now.

Let's see how he dealt with this hypocrite!

Lin Cheng's face was covered in black lines. Beside him, Meng Tangtang's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and the way she looked at Lin Cheng was as if she had just discovered a fun new toy!

Lin Cheng was cursing wildly in his heart!

He had actually caught a glimmer of maternal concern in the eyes of this little girl, Meng Tangtang, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Xiao Jin, I will never forgive you!

"Junior Brother!"

Meng Tangtang chirped happily, calling out directly.

Lin Cheng's lips twitched, turning slightly pale.

The master, played by Xiao Jin, immediately stiffened his face, frowned in displeasure, and scolded, "Cheng'er, how have I taught you on ordinary days? You must not be rude to your Senior Sister!"

Not only did he set him up, but he was also taking advantage of him at every turn. He was the original body, for heaven's sake!

Xiao Jin, I'll remember this!

If he didn't take revenge for this, he, Lin Cheng, swore he wouldn't be a man!

"...Senior Sister."

Lin Cheng finally yielded.

He felt a pang of regret that he hadn't swapped identities with Xiao Jin. He had to remember that he also possessed the Great Concealment Technique, such a heaven-defying concealment divine ability.

With gray mist swirling around him, his aura would be ethereal.

It would be full of style, wouldn't it?

Why hadn't he thought of giving away the awesome identity of the master!

Lin Cheng was filled with regret!

It was over; he feared he would never be able to turn things around in this lifetime.

Actually, if this could be maintained forever, it wouldn't be so bad...

The only fear was...

If one day, the master's disguise was exposed, and Meng Tangtang discovered that her master and her Junior Brother were actually the same person...

Holy crap, the scene was too beautiful to imagine.

Lin Cheng felt that the pit he had dug for himself was growing larger by the day, and sooner or later, he would have to bury himself in it.

Beside him, hearing Lin Cheng finally deign to speak, Meng Tangtang's eyes crinkled into crescents as she beamed.

She had always assumed her master was merely a natural-born talent, yet he possessed such a terrifying identity.

He had even found a little junior brother for her!

From now on, she could bully—ah, no, mentor—her junior brother whenever she pleased!

Today was truly a wonderful day!

Gradually, as he watched Meng Tangtang's smile grow wider and wider, Lin Cheng felt his scalp tingle, realizing he might have come up with a terrible idea.

"...Xiao Jin."

As he chewed over those two words, Lin Cheng slowly began to smile as well.

Floating in mid-air, Xiao Jin: "..."

Damn it, something felt wrong.