The booming voice echoed between the peaks, startling flocks of birds into flight.
The many disciples below the mountain raised their heads and listened for a moment.
"Is the Old Celestial Master shouting for Sect Leader Zhou to answer the phone again?"
"Probably."
"Don't they have Message Talismans? Why do it this way?"
"Maybe this is the unique way senior masters communicate..."
"Oh... lesson learned!"
Atop the mountain, the Old Celestial Master immediately circulated his technique with practiced ease after that shout and pressed a finger against the Message Talisman.
The words "Zhang Cunyi, you old-" had barely emerged before they were silenced.
Next, he sealed his own ear acupoints and strolled down the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Streaks of light suddenly shot out from both sides of the path. Even the birds in their nests stared blankly as their eggs abruptly cracked open and Message Talismans flew out with a whoosh.
One Message Talisman after another burst beside Zhang Cunyi like miniature fireworks.
Hehehehe. Old Zhou, you mangy fool, you've gotten a little better at hiding Message Talismans, but however crafty you are, this old Daoist only needs one trick: sealing his ears.
What are you going to do about that?
Suddenly, golden light shone across one Message Talisman, and an invisible ripple spread from its surface.
His sealed ear acupoints did nothing to stop the ripple from reaching him.
The Old Celestial Master's expression changed drastically. Oh no, it's going to...
An aged voice boomed like thunder:
"Hahahahaha! Old Zhang Donkey! Didn't see that coming, did you? Listen up!
You *******, I *******!" (Wudang Mountain profanity)
A Message Talisman's transmission was still limited. The instant that sentence ended, Zhang Cunyi used Shrinking the Earth to an Inch and arrived at the Celestial Masters' Mansion in