The Myriad Transformation Sect's cloud boat arrived only the day before the Grand Competition.
After a brief rest, it was time for the competition's opening day.
As Elder Mo's Direct Disciple from Tianxing Peak, and the most gifted newly inducted disciple of the Myriad Transformation Sect in this competition, Yang Lingshu was permitted to sit with the elders in the highest viewing seats of the Dao Discussion Platform.
"Junior Brother! Come sit over here!"
Xiao Yize had been waiting there for quite some time. The moment he saw Yang Lingshu following behind Mo Xian, he warmly called him over to his side.
"You brat, you don't even greet your master when you see him!"
Seeing Xiao Yize directly ignore him, Mo Xian's eyes immediately flashed with a trace of anger.
Who would have thought that Xiao Yize would put on a shameless grin and say, "Master, we're already so familiar with each other. Why bother with all these troublesome formalities? Don't be in such a hurry to get angry now. You'll have plenty to be angry about later."
"Mm... what?"
The first half had sounded barely normal to Mo Xian, but what was that last sentence supposed to mean?!
What did he mean, plenty for me to be angry about?!
"You!"
Just as he was about to flare up, he saw Xiao Yize pull Yang Lingshu to his side as a shield, and his temper instantly vanished.
"Forget it, forget it. This wicked disciple has always been like this. Fortunately, Lingshu is a calm and sensible child."
Mo Xian consoled himself inwardly.
"Tianxing Peak disciple Yang Lingshu greets Senior Brother."
Meeting this senior brother of his for the first time, Yang Lingshu formally bowed to him.
"No need, no need. You won't have to bow whenever you see me in