Just as Lin Shilang regarded Yang Zhen as an evenly matched opponent, Yang Zhen... didn't take Lin Shilang seriously at all.
She had expected to see her teacher, whose students were now numerous and successful, but as she walked with the boss, Xiao Huan approached, looking bewildered, and said, "Boss, the teacher... he's gone!"
"Gone?" The leader of the women was taken aback and asked, "Didn't the gentleman say he was going back with us? Why did he leave alone without saying goodbye?"
Xiao Huan shook her head and said, "Uncle Wang said there was a sudden emergency on Turtle-Snake Island, so the gentleman left first and told us to go back on our own."
The leader nodded and said to Yang Zhen, "It seems your great luck sometimes doesn't work."
Yang Zhen curled his lips. This woman had really heard Liang Kai and his group's discussion, yet she could pretend nothing had happened. Sure enough, women who seem carefree on the surface often have a deep, unpredictable mind. She was not someone to mess with.
"It's alright. You're wrong about one thing. Not seeing me would be a huge loss for you, sir. A martial arts prodigy with such extraordinary talent is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
A playful glint flashed in the leader's eyes as she said to Yang Zhen, "Although I cannot pay my respects to the master, I can take you to observe his study; perhaps it will inspire you."
Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, Lin Shilang suddenly returned, smiling, and said, "I had the same thought. Since Brother Yang is destined to become the master's last disciple, he will surely be able to complete the master's work. I, Lin, though unworthy, am willing to be a witness!"
People were coming and going on the Blade, and when they heard Lin Shilang's words, they all stopped and looked at Yang Zhen with surprise.
"Who is this guy? He looks so unfamiliar. Is he the young talent that the boss brought along?"
"Even Young Master Lin is willing to be a witness; does this young man possess some extraordinary talent in Literary Qi?"
"Didn't you hear what Young Master Lin said? This young man is actually destined to become the master's last disciple. It's truly terrifying; his talent must be extraordinary."
"What young talent? Can't you tell that Young Master Lin is mocking this boy? In my opinion, this boy is all show and no substance, and he must have offended Young Master Lin for some reason."
"My goodness, we've offended Young Master Lin! Doesn't this young man know Young Master Lin's background?"
The way everyone looked at Yang Zhen gradually became strange, especially after they noticed the faint sarcasm on Lin Shilang's lips, which confirmed their suspicions, and they all began to gloat.
On the shores of the East Sea, countless young talents aspire to become Master's last disciple. Even the major overseas sects treat Master with great respect. It is said that many exceptionally Literary Talent Qi young experts have come to participate in this Overseas Trial, all in an effort to gain Master's approval.
Under such circumstances, if word got out that Yang Zhen was "destined" to become the master's last disciple, Yang Zhen would find it almost impossible to move an inch on the shores of the East Sea.
"Tsk tsk, what a pathetic fellow. He actually dared to offend someone as Literary Talent Qi as Young Master Lin, little did he know that Young Master Yang made it impossible for him to move an inch without shedding a drop of blood, leaving him with enemies everywhere."
The leader frowned, and said to Young Master Lin with some displeasure, " Lin Shilang, what do you mean?"
Just as Lin Shilang was about to speak, Yang Zhen suddenly walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder in front of everyone, and said, "Then you should learn from him. To know what you know and to admit what you don't know is true knowledge. You are a teachable child!"
After saying that, Yang Zhen turned and left, leaving everyone dumbfounded. His tall figure, with his hands behind his back, was so imposing that it was difficult for anyone to even look up to him.
The leader of the group was startled and hurriedly followed.
Lin Shilang's face turned pale. He stumbled back two steps, muttering to himself. His face grew increasingly red, and he spoke faster and faster. All that could be heard from Lin Shilang's mouth was the sound of "squeak squeak squeak... squeak squeak squeak".
"What... what did that young man say that made Young Master Yang so shocked?"
"Didn't you hear what Young Master Lin said, 'Squeak squeak squeak, squeak squeak squeak'? It's probably a rather profound sentence in classical Chinese literature. Let's not guess wildly; we can't learn it anyway."
"My goodness, this is indeed a very profound subject!" Young Master Yang's face turned pale, then red, then even paler. "Could that young man really be destined to become the master's last disciple?"
Everyone was shocked, staring at Lin Shilang Shilang's flamboyant face as he kept whispering.
At this moment, Lin Shilang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he wanted to burst into laughter. Then, remembering that the words he had just understood were spoken by Yang Zhen, he suddenly choked up, looking as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a dead fly. His expression revealed a sense of uncertainty, and he snorted coldly as he walked towards the inner cabin.
"Hey!" The boss patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?"
Yang Zhen was startled by the leader's words. Hearing this, she shook her head and said, "This is what a great sage from our hometown said. To him, it's just a minor matter."
The leader's eyes widened, and she asked curiously, "Does your hometown really have many powerful figures who Writing as a Vehicle for the Dao?"
"How could it be fake?" Yang Zhen almost believed his own lies.
Buzz!
Upon reaching a hatch, Yang Zhen felt as if he had been struck on the head with a heavy hammer; his expression changed, and he stopped in his tracks.
The gang leader nearly bumped into Yang Zhen's back and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and glanced at the hatch with a strange look.
It was an ordinary hatch, no different from the ones next to it, but Yang Zhen could feel the vast and terrifying aura behind it, as bright as the stars, boundless and profound, making it difficult for Yang Zhen to breathe.
"What? Didn't you say that knowing something meant you knew it, and not knowing something meant you didn't know it? Is it true wisdom to admit your shortcomings? Now you don't even dare to open the cabin door, sir?"
Lin Shilang chuckled behind him with a mocking expression, his confident smile returning. Although Yang Zhen's words contained Literary Dao, he understood them in a moment, which showed that he and Yang Zhen were not actually that different.
Yang Zhen turned and glanced at Lin Shilang, then said in surprise, "You've figured it out?"
Lin Shilang scoffed, "How can such superficial writing be considered as profound as 'enlightenment'?"
Yang Zhen nodded. "That's true. In our hometown, even a child of a few years old can grasp it, let alone Brother Lin, the top scholar of the Great Jiang Kingdom."
"You..." Lin Shilang's expression turned cold, and he simply shut his mouth and stopped talking.
Xiao Huan chuckled to herself, but was glared at by the eldest sister. She couldn't help but burst out laughing herself.
"Let's go in!" Yang Zhen said curiously, gently placing her hands on the hatch.
Squeak!
As the hatch opened, a scholarly atmosphere wafted out, and a vast, intellectual aura surged forth. Yang Zhen grunted and turned around in surprise.
Whether it was the eldest sister, Xiao Huan, or Lin Shilang, they all seemed completely unaware.
This... is interesting!
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and stepped inside.
As soon as Yang Zhen entered the cabin, he was shocked and stared at the unbelievable scene before him.
If Yang Zhen hadn't been grounded, he would have thought he was in the starry sky.
Countless stars swirled before my eyes, deep and distant. These star patterns actually formed characters of varying sizes, drifting in the vast universe, each character exuding an aura of wisdom, whether strong or faint.
This gentleman was indeed extraordinary. Yang Zhen took a liking to the place almost at first sight, so he simply sat down, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, completely forgetting about the three people behind him.
The three looked at each other, completely bewildered, not knowing what Yang Zhen was doing.