As soon as Chen Changming entered Thousand Talisman Pavilion, he went to see his master, Shang Guangming, at the mountain peak.
"Changming, you've finally returned."
The moment he saw Chen Changming back, Shang Guangming heaved a sigh of relief.
There were only six months left until the third match against Wu Qiong's disciple.
That was why he had been anxious as well, fearing that his beloved disciple might encounter some mishap and fail to return in time, thereby missing this contest.
If he missed it, it would be equivalent to Shang Guangming forfeiting the third round, and he would have to surrender his position as pavilion master.
The thought that Wu Qiong had actually dared to plot against him made Chen Changming's expression turn cold. "Master, rest assured. I will definitely crush Wu Qiong's scheme and ensure that he can never again pose a threat to Thousand Talisman Pavilion!"
"Good. Your master is counting on you."
Shang Guangming nodded, deeply gratified.
After that, he and Chen Changming chatted idly. Shang Guangming asked about his travels over the past years, and Chen Changming could only make up a few stories to muddle through.
Half a year later.
On this day, Wu Qiong arrived as promised with his disciple, Lin Jiuyang.
"Senior Brother, you will undoubtedly lose this third round."
Wu Qiong looked at Shang Guangming and Chen Changming, his eyelids lowered and his expression indifferent.
"Undoubtedly lose? Wu Qiong, you're far too naive!"
Shang Guangming sneered.
His beloved disciple could now refine fifth-tier high-grade Flame Talismans. With such ability, he could utterly crush Lin Jiuyang.
As far as he knew, even if Lin Jiuyang had made some breakthrough, there was no way he could refine fifth-tier high-grade talismans. At most, he could only manage mid-grade ones.
Therefore, Chen Changming's strength was