"Y-you, you!"
"H-he, he!"
Zhang Chulan was so furious that he couldn't get a full sentence out for ages. Clutching his chest, he glared viciously at the other man.
"This guy, this asshole, definitely didn't introduce himself like that just now!"
"This asshole even said his occupation was sleeping on the streets!"
Feng Shayan shot him a disdainful glance. "That's your fault, too. Why else would he treat you like that?"
"Sometimes you should reflect on yourself more. For a handsome guy like him, even sleeping on the streets is a form of art."
"No, listen, let me explain..."
"Explaining is covering up, covering up means it's true, and if it's true, you're the problem."
"What the fuck..."
For a moment, Zhang Chulan felt a malice more powerful than any extraordinary person's.
Apparently, good-looking people really could do whatever they pleased. They didn't even need to explain themselves.
"Mr. Liu Guanyi, it's a pleasure to meet you." Feng Shayan took his broad, slender hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Miss Feng."
Seeing that his older sister was about to run off with someone, Feng XingTong hurriedly spoke up. "Hey, hey, hey, let's get going. Xu San, Xu Si, I'll take these three over to meet up with everyone. You two take your time chatting."
"Sis, you come along too."
"You guys go ahead. I spotted an old friend. I'm going to say hello."
Feng Shayan quickly left to find her close female friend in the crowd.
The four chatted away about gossip as they walked. Wang Zhuo found the gossip of the extraordinary world utterly fascinating.
An eighty-year-old man had scaled walls and rooftops just to peep at a widow bathing, only to end up hanging from a tree for three days and nights.
As they chatted, Feng XingTong changed the subject. "Don't worry. My sister and I aren't here for the Heaven Communicating Talisman Art. We're just here to show our support. After all, my dad only just joined the Ten Elders."
"But your name has really spread far and wide, Zhang Chulan. You're proficient in the Thunder Method and Golden Light Mantra without ever joining a sect, and you're also a descendant of the man behind the Qi-State Origin-Flow back then. Everyone wants to test you."
The corners of Wang Zhuo's mouth lifted. "I didn't realize you were that famous. Then what's the fastest way for me to make my name known throughout the world?"
Make his name known throughout the world?
Feng XingTong was taken aback. He hadn't expected the other man to have such an appetite.
Before coming, he had specifically investigated these extraordinary people, but this man alone had turned up nothing. He seemed to have appeared in the extraordinary world out of thin air.
"Well... I think the fastest way would be to take first place on Mount Longhu."
"So that's it. It's that simple."
Wang Zhuo hummed a little tune, not giving winning the tournament a second thought, as though it would be utterly effortless for him.
"Ahaha, you really have a great mindset, Brother Liu." Zhang Chulan gave an accommodating laugh.
Feng XingTong pointed at someone nearby wearing a blue traditional jacket and holding a folding fan, changing the subject. "Look, that guy who looks like he's from Deyun Society."
"His name's Xiao Xiao. He's a classic smiling tiger. I've heard he's pretty hard to deal with."
He then pointed at a purple-haired girl nearby. "That girl's name is Bai Shixue. She's really the sort who only has eyes for money."
"That one's Zhi Jinhua. Never mind her ability-she's got a very sharp mind."
"These people are all troublesome opponents, so you'll have to be careful, Brother Chulan."
Listening to the introductions one after another, Zhang Chulan felt a little unnerved. "Hehehe, you're really looking out for me, though."
"Can't help it. Pops told me I absolutely had to help you. He still hasn't given up." Feng XingTong chuckled.
Before they set off, Feng Zhenghao had specifically given him plenty of instructions, all concerning Zhang Chulan.
But now, he felt that Liu Guanyi, walking beside them, was the truly extraordinary one.
People like him, whom no investigation could uncover anything about, were often the ones with heaven-defying capabilities.
"Putting that aside, I think your real obstacles are definitely those two up ahead."
Looking through the crowd, they saw Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing facing one another, chatting and laughing about something.
Both men, however, were textbook examples of smiles that never reached their eyes. They were doing nothing but exchanging polite flattery.
Zhuge Qing smiled. "Master Lingyu, I've long heard of you. At last, I get to meet you in person."
"You're too kind, Mr. Zhuge. I'm merely an obscure Taoist living up in the mountains."
"No need to be modest. I'm very much looking forward to sparring with you, Master Lingyu."
"You flatter me. I, too, look forward to witnessing the miraculous arts passed down by Marquis Wu."
The two exchanged compliments, then shook hands, looking as though they were the best of friends.
Whispers continued around them as a crowd of fangirls took photos and videos.
"Master Lingyu!" Feng XingTong greeted the two, a smug little look all over his face.
Zhang Lingyu looked toward the voice, his gaze passing over the three men behind Feng XingTong and lingering briefly on Wang Zhuo.
It was an indescribable feeling, strange and subtle.
Zhang Lingyu continued, "Actually, there's no need to think so highly of me. Mount Longhu truly is full of hidden talents right now."
"Many unknown experts may well be hidden among them, waiting to astonish everyone."
"It probably won't be long before you discover experts whose abilities far exceed my own modest cultivation."
Zhuge Qing smiled with his narrowed eyes. "I see. Then I'm really rather looking forward to it."
Even without the other man saying anything, he had sensed something strange.
Among these four was an incredible expert. As a diviner, what mattered most?
Seeking good fortune and avoiding calamity!
Yet the moment that man approached, Zhuge Qing knew without even calculating that this was a position of extreme misfortune!
He had already quietly performed a calculation in his mind, but the result was a complete blank, as though the other man did not exist between heaven and earth.
He could neither divine nor seek an answer.
"Master Lingyu, long time no see." Feng XingTong came up to him.
Zhang Lingyu smiled and nodded. "XingTong, it really has been a while. May I ask who that friend behind you is?"
His gaze fixed on Wang Zhuo.
Zhang Chulan hurriedly stepped forward. "Ahaha, Junior Martial Uncle, we meet again. It's me, Zhang Chulan."
"..."
Zhang Lingyu activated his skill: Ignore.
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Zhang Lingyu addressed the man behind him. "My friend, may I ask your name?"
"I am Liu Guanyi."
"So it's Brother Liu. You truly are a distinguished-looking gentleman. I very much look forward to meeting you in the tournament." As Zhang Lingyu spoke, he looked toward Zhuge Qing.
"Brother Zhuge, why don't you join me inside for a chat?"
"Of course."
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Having been ignored the entire time, Zhang Chulan burned with rage, looking ready to pounce on them and bite.
"Am I a person or not?! I'm asking you, am I even a person?!"
Fortunately, Feng XingTong quickly grabbed him, keeping him from actually lunging at them.
"You're worrying over nothing, kid. Even if you let go, this guy definitely wouldn't dare go after them." Wang Zhuo mercilessly exposed his bluff.
"..." The previously furious Zhang Chulan fell silent.
Fuck, this bastard really knows how to expose a guy's bluff!
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