"Masters, why not come along as well?" Zhangsun Youyue asked Yonglian and Yongxu again.
"Amitabha. My junior brother and I must remain here to wait for our fellow disciples," Yonglian said.
Zhangsun Youyue was not at all surprised by their refusal. She had merely made the suggestion, without truly intending to invite them along.
This time, when Huang Xiao walked out of the courtyard, the two monks did not stop him again.
After Huang Xiao and the others left, Yongxu could not help giving a cold snort.
"Junior Brother, let's go!" Yonglian said with a sigh.
"Senior Brother, are we just going to let this go?" Yongxu asked, somewhat unwilling to accept it.
"What else do you want to do?" Yonglian asked, his brows creasing slightly.
Neither of them had ever considered himself the strongest in the half-step Martial Realm, but in their mastery of Sound Arts, they were absolutely the best.
Unfortunately, today they had met their match, and had even been defeated.
The pride in their hearts had shattered in an instant. That was precisely why they still could not accept it.
Though they were monks, neither was particularly broad-minded.
"His purpose in going to the Imperial City is simply to compete for a place on the Dragon Rankings. We could make something of that," Yongxu said after a moment's thought.
Hearing his junior brother's words, Yonglian felt a stirring in his heart.
Seeing that his senior brother seemed tempted, Yongxu continued, "Although we won't be competing for the Dragon Rankings, don't you know quite a few experts on the list, Senior Brother? I know a few myself, but their strength falls well short of those you know. In particular, you're on good terms with Jia Kong, the Heaven-Splitting Palm, who ranks first on the Dragon Rankings. If