Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 787 Zhang Chulan, you're the protagonist!
After the interview, Wang Ye stepped forward, bowed with both hands, and said, "Wang Ye of Wudang greets the Celestial Master."

"Oh, Wang Ye. How is your master's health?" Zhang Zhiwei, who had become the old Celestial Master, glanced back at Wang Ye. With his small, squinty eyes, although he didn't mean to be contemptuous, he still gave people the feeling of "glancing at him out of the corner of his eye".

This made Zhang Chulan feel uneasy at the time.

He thought of Zhang Lingyu. No wonder his disciple was so arrogant; so this was his master too. Would his trip go smoothly?
"Is it... Chu Lan?"

Unexpectedly, the small-eyed Taoist priest turned his head and immediately revealed an ugly smile. Zhang Chulan could tell that he was trying to express "kindness," but unfortunately, his face was too scruffy to turn into a "ferocious" smile, which already showed that the old Taoist priest had superb control over his muscles.

“Heavenly… Celestial Master.” Zhang Chulan was still a little nervous, but Zhang Zhiwei interrupted him directly, “Call him Master. Your grandfather is my junior brother, you won’t lose out by calling him Master.”

"Oh my! Master! I've finally found you!" If Zhang Chulan hadn't seen the reporters still there, afraid of getting involved in some gossip among ordinary people, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to the Celestial Master on the spot.

"Alright, alright, come over here. Lingyu, go and greet the other guests, I'd like to have a word with Chu Lan."

"Yes." Zhang Lingyu accepted the order and left. Zhang Zhiwei led Zhang Chulan to a clean room in the backyard.

"You don't look like Huaiyi at all, kid. That shorty actually has such a tall and handsome grandson like you..."

"Huaiyi?" Zhang Chulan asked blankly.

"Yes, your grandfather's real name is Zhang Huaiyi. The Zhang Xilin you all know is just a pseudonym. This kid is something else, even when he's been pushed to this point, he still remembers the surname bestowed by the Celestial Master's Mansion."

Zhang Zhiwei smacked his lips twice, refusing to reveal more information to Zhang Chulan: "Knowing too much now won't do you any good. Let's talk about it after you get the right to inherit the Celestial Master's title."

"Why? Master, wouldn't it save you a lot of trouble if you just told me now?" Zhang Chulan, who had been kneeling on the prayer mat, stood up involuntarily upon hearing this. "Master, I don't like fighting. I just want to know the truth!"

"Hey, the way you're saying that's quite like what your grandfather did back then, but this old man really can't do it..."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and slowly said, "That matter is also closely related to the Celestial Master system that has been passed down for thousands of years, but I can't say for sure. However, if that person were still alive back then, who knows..."

"That person? Who?" Zhang Chulan was somewhat surprised. During his time at the All-Touch Company, he hadn't just been cultivating and sparring tirelessly; he had also done a lot of research. The Celestial Master before him was a universally acknowledged top figure in the world of supernatural beings, his cultivation level unimaginable to ordinary people. But judging from his words, was there actually someone stronger than him?
“Nobody, just someone we can’t find.” Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. “Actually, the reason why this chaos developed back then, and even became so widely known, was related to this person’s disappearance. If he were still here, heh.”

"what?"

After a while, Zhang Chulan came out of the clean room and shook his head as he met the probing gazes of Xu San, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao: "Let's participate in the competition first. Where is Daoist Wang Ye?"

"Let's go to the back mountain first."

"Let's go... let's go six!"

Looking at the bottomless abyss before him, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but curse.

Is this a place where humans can go?

"Excuse me." A voice with a Northeastern accent called out, and two brothers with a woman leaped across the ground to the other side. "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, we'll be waiting for you over there."

Then there was a family of three who threw their child across like a discus, a teenager who flew across while holding onto an eagle, and even someone who, while they were climbing across by clinging to the rope, was walking on air and casually picked up Feng Baobao and carried her across.

"Why should I compete with them?" Zhang Chulan clearly didn't quite understand his true strength, feeling that he had no chance of winning against these superhumans.

A Dou Zong level expert, how terrifying!

After finally reaching the back, I discovered that the scenery on the back mountain was completely different from what I had imagined.

"Isn't this supposed to be a martial arts tournament? Why does it feel like an amusement park?" Zhang Chulan's head started to crease with exasperation again.

"Hey, Zhang Chulan!" Zhang Chulan immediately saw a brother and sister, one tall and one short, greeting him. These were the son and daughter of Feng Zhenghao, the chairman of the Feng family of the Tianxia Association, one of the Ten Elders, whom he had dealt with before.

"Hey, Young Master Feng, Miss Feng." Zhang Chulan also stepped forward.

"Hmph!" The eldest daughter of the Feng family turned and left, completely ignoring Zhang Chulan. Feng Xingtong said somewhat awkwardly, "Don't mind my sister, she probably saw someone she knows. Come on, let me introduce you."

"Introduce me?" Zhang Chulan pointed at himself, bewildered. What was there to introduce about a nobody like him?

"Hey, you're not some nobody. You're a master of the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Techniques of Longhu Mountain, a descendant of a Qi Source Flow user, and even the Celestial Master convened this Luo Tian Grand Ritual just to arrange the position of Celestial Master for you. You're the main character! Everyone wants to meet you."

Feng Xingtong patted Zhang Chulan's shoulder with ill intent. As the sound came, a large group of people stared intently at Zhang Chulan, making him feel guilty.

"Ah... Hello everyone, hello everyone, hehe, hehe..." What could Zhang Chulan do? He could only nod, bow, and smile awkwardly as he greeted them.

"Come, come, let me introduce you to some good friends." Feng Xingtong was a natural entertainer and seemed completely oblivious to Zhang Chulan's embarrassment, pulling Zhang Chulan along to introduce people.

"This is Xiao Xiao, a top student from Deyun Society. A smiling tiger. This one is Bai Shixue, a money-grubber. If you run into her, you might be able to bribe her to go easy on you. This one is Zhi Jinhua, very smart, but I don't like overly clever women. This one... uh, I don't know her, Sister Hua, is she a newcomer?"

Feng Xingtong introduced them one by one, but then he discovered a completely unfamiliar face.

"It's you!?" Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth.

"Huh? You know him?" This time it was Feng Xingtong's turn to be surprised.

"Hey, Chu Lan, you're so late." He Songling took out his ID and waved it: "You left your student ID with me and didn't even think to pick it up. Luckily it was me; if someone else had picked it up, who knows what might have happened."

“He’s actually quite kind.” Feng Xingtong was clueless, while Zhang Chulan was practically grinding his teeth to powder. “He’s kind my ass! He stole my personal information, and he drew that fake ID for me right there in the front mountain! That bastard is threatening me; if I don’t pay him, he’ll use my student ID to take out online loans.”

(End of this chapter)