One person: I am Li Buren, I cannot bear to do anything!

Feng Zhenghao's glasses glittered, and he nodded.

"Indeed, with your strength, the Wang family will likely have a lot of headaches."

"Wang Ai, that rat in the gutter, probably doesn't even know who he's messed up with."

Li Buren was a little curious, so he turned his head and looked at the ruthless man with great interest.

"President Feng can see through my strength?"

Feng Zhenghao shook his head.

"No, that would be impolite, and I might not be able to do it either."

"However, I think that someone who can emerge so calmly from under Wang Ai's command must be much stronger than that old man."

"Master Li, I also have a request that I cannot make."

Li couldn't help but tug at his clothes.

"What? Your World Alliance is recruiting talents from all over the world, and you've even set your sights on me, the senior disciple of Wudang?"

Feng Zhenghao sensed the teasing in the words and instead spoke seriously.

"Master Li should know what I mean; it's very simple."

"Bring down the Wang family and kill Wang Ai."

Li couldn't help but chuckle twice, then pointed to the high platform in the distance.

"Look, that guy is right there. Let's attack together. Maybe we can take him down before the old master can react."

Feng Zhenghao, who had just knelt before Wang Ai with tears of gratitude on his face, like a loyal dog, was now incredibly resolute.

"You know what I mean. When I say 'overthrow,' I mean eradicate, exterminate completely, and uproot the Wang family!"

"Wang Ai must die too!"

Li couldn't help but shrug.

"That's a good suggestion, but I need a reason."

"Or rather, it's a show of sincerity."

"The matter of summoning spirits and commanding generals is none of my concern, and I don't care whether your ancestor had any grudges with the Wang family."

"What I need is my reason."

Feng Zhenghao pondered for a long time, but suddenly found himself in a dilemma.

"Spirit binding and commanding generals? Resources from the World Alliance? Or... Feng Shayan?"

Everything swirled in his mind, but for a moment he couldn't think of anything to offer to impress this person.

"Master Li, let's set aside the matter of cooperation for now. I am already extremely grateful for saving Xing Tong."

"Whether we cooperate or not is irrelevant. Whatever Master Li desires or wants to do, the World Society will do its utmost to help."

Li couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"President Feng certainly has a lot of charisma."

"However, as a cultivator, I do not have much desire, and there is no rush for cooperation."

"After all, I'm just a junior, and it's still unknown how much I can help."

"President Feng has many talented people under his command. I'm really interested to see President Feng pull off this 'Yue Jia Zun Wu' (a legendary military strategy)."

Feng Zhenghao nodded; he was a man of principle.

I knew that Li Buren's words meant he didn't want to discuss the matter any further.

Being worldly-wise, he quickly changed the subject.

"Judging from Master Li's tone, you think Zhang Chulan will win?"

Li Buren nodded, not denying it.

Feng Zhenghao smiled.

"That kid is talented, intelligent, and skilled at handling things."

"But you say he can defeat Zhang Lingyu right now? I really don't think so."

Li Buren didn't refute, but simply pointed to the field.

"How about we make a bet? I'll bet on Zhang Chulan."

Feng Zhenghao waved his hand.

"No, no, I don't like betting small amounts. When I do bet, I'm risking my life."

"hehe."

Looking at this bespectacled, kind-smiling middle-aged man, Li Buren couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

What this person said was not an exaggeration at all.

If things don't change in this lifetime, Feng Zhenghao will probably still bet the entire Tianxia Society on chips.

Then, a high-stakes gamble will be wagered to uproot the entire Wang family.

The battle ended quickly.

Despite the many twists and turns, the audience found the show exciting and thrilling.

But Li Buren found it rather boring, so he turned to Lu Linglong and Zhi Jinhua and started discussing it.

These two money-grubbers, one suppressed Zhang Chulan and the other suppressed Zhang Lingyu.

At this moment, Zhi Jinhua was secretly delighted that Lu Linglong had gone mad.

"Zhi Jinhua, why do you think Zhang Chulan will win?! He looks so weak!"

Zhi Jinhua pushed up her glasses.

"I guessed it. I just felt that his journey had been too smooth, as if God was helping him."

Li couldn't bear to say that it wasn't Heaven helping him, but clearly the Heavenly Master helping him.

At this point, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony officially came to an end.

Various factions, including the Quanzhen Sect and the Tianxia Society, began to descend the mountain one after another.

Only Lu Linglong was still muttering things like "the Quanxing demon" and "daring not to go up the mountain".

But Li Buren didn't have time to pay attention to her right now.

After all, he still had something to do up the mountain.

"Oh? You're here already?"

The Celestial Master had just settled the injured Zhang Lingyu when he came out and saw Li Buren coming up the mountain.

"Of course, didn't we say back then that we wanted to test our skills against you, Celestial Master?"

"Well, I came as soon as the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony ended, didn't I?"

The old master chuckled.

"You found out about Xiao Wang coming to see me a few days ago, right?"

"You young fellows from Wudang are all incredibly daring. Let's see if you can test each of you one by one, this old man."

Li couldn't help but laugh heartily, and he became excited as he looked at the old man in front of him, who, despite his advanced age, was a head taller than him.

Standing in front of Zhang Zhiwei, who is 190cm tall, one feels an invisible sense of pressure.

"What kind of test is my good-for-nothing junior brother worth?"

"I used up my mana to dodge your basic attack with my ultimate, and that counts as passing the fight?"

Zhang Zhiwei showed a curious expression.

"Little bear, you've got quite the nerve."

"If Xiao Wang doesn't hold back either, he'll be a formidable opponent who has a chance to go toe-to-toe with Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."

"It's possible that even the position of Celestial Master could be taken away."

"How can you call such a young prodigy who has mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men a failure?"

"You Wudang people are too modest."

But Li couldn't bear it and shook his head seriously.

"I'm not being modest. Whether I succeed or not depends on who I'm compared to."

"Among the younger generation, my junior brother's wisdom, talent, and temperament are all top-notch. Who wouldn't admit he's a prodigy?"

"But if you compare me..."

"It's far away."

Zhang Zhiwei could see it clearly.

Li Buren spoke these words with utterly pure emotion.

There was no arrogance, no domineering attitude, and not a trace of emotional fluctuation.

It's like talking about something extremely ordinary.

It was just like the murderous intent that the old master had towards others.

Before the old master could speak again, Li Buren directly attacked, striking the old master's chest with a palm.

"Just like your junior brother, so impatient. If you're going to fight, at least do it in the courtyard first."

Li Buren saw that in the blink of an eye, the two of them were in the courtyard.

He looked at the familiar courtyard, and suddenly a thought struck him, and he remembered something.

"Master, I suddenly remembered that my junior brother asked me to pass on a message to you."

"I forgot to mention it last time, so please let me pass it on this time."

The old celestial master raised his eyebrows and stood as straight as a pine tree.

"What did you say?"

Li couldn't bear to adopt the Wudang boxing stance, his body radiating with Qi.

"Old Celestial Master, have you ever been defeated?"