The moment Zhang Yang looked at Zhu You, Zhu You immediately said, "Master, I am destined to become a Firebearer, so it doesn't really matter how I cultivate."
Zhang Yang merely swept his gaze over him and did not say much to Zhu You. Instead, he smiled at Zong Yuan. "After the Martial Dao tournament ends, I'll take you to meet your Grandmaster and several Grand-Uncles. Your cultivation is destined to progress rather slowly.
But precisely because it is slow, your path will be solid.
Don't compare yourself to your senior brothers. They are all monsters right now, destined to advance faster than you.
But if you stretch out the timeline, a thousand or ten thousand years from now, you may well discover that you are stronger than them."
"Yes, Master!" Zong Yuan said excitedly.
"Alright, follow your eldest senior brother and cultivate. After a while, go watch the arena matches. But none of you should participate, or you'd be bullying people too badly." Zhang Yang laughed heartily. "We should at least keep a little dignity!"
Zhang Yi and Zong Yuan smiled, then departed.
As for the Zhu You who remained behind... they felt that Master ought to give Third Brother a proper lesson, so the brat would gain some self-awareness and stop bragging so shamelessly.
Only after his eldest and fourth disciples had left did Zhang Yang look at Zhu You with a grin. "I heard that your... autobiography is selling extremely well!"
Even mentioning that autobiography left him somewhat speechless.
Other people treated it as a storybook, which was why it sold so wildly.
But he knew very well that this kid truly regarded it as his own autobiography.
Because he genuinely believed he could accomplish all of it!
Wasn't the greatest liar one who fooled himself first?