Chapter 222

When the Sect Grand Competition ended, several old friends had come to him green with envy, saying he had taken in another fine disciple. But only he knew how bitter the fruit really was :).

"Reporting to Master, this disciple doesn't know." And that look on his face—utterly confident he was in the right.

Good. The sun had apparently risen in the east as usual today. Venerable Yanshan calmly accepted this fact. "Then why do you feel something is missing?"

Why? What did that mean? Chen Zui scratched his head, trying to describe how he had felt in human language. "That day, Wen Xu and I went to Little Tree Village..."

"Show some respect. You should call him Junior Granduncle-Master."

Chen Zui was puzzled. "We're friends. Wen Xu doesn't care what I call him."

"Whether he cares is beside the point. I won't interfere with what you call each other in private, but in front of others, you must at least address him as Junior Granduncle-Master." Those were the manners of Yonglu Mountain.

Fine. He would ask Wen Xu next time. Chen Zui thought Master's brain might not work as well as Wen Xu's, but even with his wooden head, he knew better than to say that aloud.

"Go on."

"We went to Little Tree Village to rescue Junior Brother Bian. When I saw him in danger, I threw my blade to save him without thinking..." Chen Zui haltingly described what had happened. Thanks to his experience recounting his encounter with Granny Yuan at the Lotus Pavilion to Wen Xu, he actually managed to tell the whole story clearly this time.

Or rather, his damned competitive streak had made him think it through unusually well.

"So you believe that if you'd reached Foundation Establishment, you could have wounded that old