The morning mist had yet to disperse within the bamboo grove, and the young man's words drifted faintly into the distance.
"No need to name it. Once it follows me to fame across the world, someone will naturally give it a name."
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Lü Qingyu said softly, "I think Fish Jing sounds better."
Xiao Wan'er's eyes rippled slightly, her gaze carrying a hint of fascination.
You urged, "Let's go. Today concerns a major matter for the Eighteen Lineages."
"Little Jing, you're taking part too?"
"Of course."
Yet Lü Qingyu said, "That doesn't seem like you, Junior Brother. Whenever it comes to something that brings fame, you shove it away, wishing you could hide as far as possible. Has the sun risen in the west this time?"
"There is a reason for it. How could I miss such a grand gathering of the Eighteen Lineages?"
Lü Qingyu asked suspiciously, "Is it really that simple?"
She sighed. "Still, Little Green Peak may have a difficult time this round. Among the Eighteen Lineages, Little Green Peak has only reopened its gates for four years."
"Little Green Peak once seized first place."
"Now, who knew how many pairs of eyes from the various lineages were waiting to see Little Green Peak make a fool of itself."
Thinking it over, you found that true enough. Little Green Peak's decline had ultimately been caused by the slaughter committed by the previous Peak Master. The entire sect had been wiped out, the mountain sealed for a century, and a thousand years of foundations reduced to drifting smoke and clouds.
Of course, no one else could be blamed for that. It had been like cutting off one's own arm.
Lü Qingyu said, "Right now, there is not a single disciple on Little Green Peak who has