Seeing Zhou Tong, a formidable opponent on the Final Step victory, so utterly dejected, Yang Zhen felt a little guilty. He moved closer to Zhou Tong and said sincerely, "How about I snatch that spot for you and let you have some glory?"
Zhou Tong, who was squatting on the ground drawing circles in the snow, froze upon hearing this. He looked up at Yang Zhen with bright eyes, then his gaze dimmed again. He sneered and said, "Kid, although you've practiced quite a few Cultivation Method arts skills lately, your strength is really too weak. I've figured it out. You're just relying on your talent to act recklessly. You've wasted such a good talent, cultivating it into a mess. You're definitely not from some powerful force in the Great Wilderness, otherwise, your master would definitely beat you to death."
Yang Zhen was stunned. Did Zhou Tong mean that he had ruined a perfectly good hand of cards?
Seeing Zhou Tong's disappointed expression, Yang Zhen glared at him and said, "How do you know this ' Sage of Saunter' has played his cards wrong? Maybe all the sects in the world have flawed their traditions?"
Zhou Tong jumped up with a shout, pointed at Yang Zhen, and said, "The whole world is wrong, but you, this guy who cultivates haphazardly, are right? Do you think anyone would believe that?"
Yang Zhen explained in a serious tone, "There is no such thing as a ghost in this world."
Zhou Tong glared at him and said, "You know there's no such thing as a ghost, yet you expect anyone to believe you?"
Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, then nodded meaningfully and said, "You're right!"
Zhou Tong slumped to the ground, saying dejectedly, "How did I end up running into such a little rascal like you!"
"What's wrong with me?" Yang Zhen pointed at himself and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with me? At least I dared to go up Lotus Mountain, do you dare? I Final Step Final Step reaching Lotus Mountain top, but you chickened out. Aren't you afraid people will point at you and laugh at you?"
Zhou Tong waved his hand and said, "Let it be a joke. I have no intention of going to the Three Mountains Grand Gathering. Whoever wants to go can go."
Yang Zhen stared at him and asked, "Are you going or not?"
"I'm not going!" Zhou Tong was clearly determined.
Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong with a leisurely air, and said with a half-smile, "Alright, I'm about to perfect my Heavenly Severance Sword. Our deal isn't finished until we reach Lotus Mountain... Hey, slow down!"
With trembling all over, Zhou Tong grabbed Yang Zhen and rushed towards Lotus Mountain. Yang Zhen was so fast that she could barely speak and was filled with air.
That old geezer, all he has are a few Cultivation Method arts techniques, what a stingy fellow!
boom--!
A loud crash echoed across the Lotus Mountain platform. Zhou Tong and Yang Zhen landed on the ground, causing the entire Lotus Mountain to tremble. The group of people who were still exchanging pleasantries and exchanging barbs suddenly shuddered, all of them startled.
The Fake Old Daoist Daoist priest's face was ashen as he stared at the dust-covered Lotus Mountain platform and asked in a deep voice, "Who comes from here, daring to offend my Azure Lotus Sect like this?"
"Alright, Fake Old Daoist, you fake Daoist priest. I can't stand your sanctimonious act."
Zhou Tong's voice came from the swirling Yang Chen, and both the Fake Old Daoist and the Granny Chenggui showed surprised expressions.
Before the Fake Old Daoist could speak, Granny Chenggui had already let out a soft snort and said in a sarcastic tone, "Old thing, your way of making an entrance is quite unique. Why didn't you come with your Heavenly Severance Sect people?"
Zhou Tong seemed to have sensed Granny Chenggui's presence long ago, and a look of disdain appeared on his face as he said, "Why bother with all this trouble to deal with cowards like you? The two of us are enough to take you down."
"Two?"
Granny Chenggui and the Fake Old Daoist exchanged a glance and burst into laughter. Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi, however, focused their gazes on the two figures that were revealed after the dust gradually dissipated.
Of course, almost all eyes immediately fell on Yang Zhen.
" Saint Realm?"
Upon seeing the unfamiliar Yang Zhen, everyone showed expressions of surprise.
Granny Chenggui revealed a strange expression as she stared at Yang Zhen and said, "This young man doesn't seem to be a disciple of your Heavenly Severance Sect, does he?"
The Fake Old Daoist nodded and said, "I've never heard of such a disciple in the Heavenly Severance Sect. Zhou Tong, could it be that you can't afford to lose and have borrowed a disciple from the Three Palaces?"
Zhou Tong glared at him and said, "Just don't be sore losers later. What kind of 'borrowed disciple' has no respect for hierarchy? Even though he's not a disciple or successor of my Heavenly Severance Sect, he's cultivated more Heavenly Severance Sect Divine Ability than Heavenly Severance Sect's disciples and successors..."
As he said this, Zhou Tong's face showed a mixture of pride and heartache, and his lips twitched.
Yang Zhen grinned, but didn't reply, just watching the three old men bicker.
Although these three old guys started bickering the moment they met, Yang Zhen could tell that they actually had a good relationship; their mutual respect was undeniable.
Although the three are sworn enemies, anyone who tries to exploit this to their advantage will likely suffer a loss—no, a great loss.
Granny Chenggui and the Fake Old Daoist, like Zhou Tong, were powerful figures on the Final Step, leaving Yang Zhen secretly astonished. Were powerful figures really that commonplace these days?
After observing Granny Chenggui and Zhou Tong, Yang Zhen turned his attention to his two most prominent disciples, Weng Yongli and Lin Miaoyi.
The incredibly handsome guy in front of me, who looks gentle and refined and is grinning foolishly at me, must be Weng Yongli from Pure Yang Sacred Root.
However, the woman next to the Fake Old Daoist had an unusual aura. Yang Zhen glanced at her a few more times, which made the girl frown and feel a little embarrassed... Her gaze became even more direct.
Beside the young woman, a middle-aged woman glared at Yang Zhen and whispered something in the young woman's ear. Even though Yang Zhen couldn't hear it, she knew it wasn't anything nice, so Yang Zhen felt a little embarrassed... and her gaze became even more direct.
"Snort!"
A soft hum rang out, Weng Yongli forward, a smile still on his face, and looked at Yang Zhen, asking in a calm tone, "Junior brother, isn't it a bit inappropriate to stare so directly at a girl?"
Upon hearing Weng Yongli's words, many disciples present began to discuss among themselves, their gazes towards Yang Zhen becoming somewhat hostile.
Shifting the blame eastward!
Weng Yongli used this move perfectly; his gentle and refined demeanor made people feel no sense of vigilance whatsoever.
Lin Miaoyi glanced at Weng Yongli but did not express her opinion. Instead, she turned her gaze back to Yang Zhen.
The Fake Old Daoist and the Granny Chenggui looked at Yang Zhen with a half-smile, as if they found it very amusing. Zhou Tong glanced at Yang Zhen, but looked at Weng Yongli with some pity.
He didn't seem worried at all, leaving the Fake Old Daoist and the Granny Chenggui completely bewildered.
Just then, Yang Zhen suddenly rolled his eyes and said to Weng Yongli, "What's it to you?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned. The Fake Old Daoist and Granny Chenggui were both shocked and turned their surprised gazes to Yang Zhen.
"You..." Weng Yongli ashen as he stared at Yang Zhen and sneered, "You have absolutely no manners!"
Yang Zhen ignored Weng Yongli and said to Zhou Tong behind him, "You tell him what manners are!"
What?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone was shocked. Even the Fake Old Daoist and the Granny Chenggui stared at Zhou Tong with their mouths agape, their faces filled with disbelief.
Zhou Tong... felt even more like hitting someone.