One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

"Fourth Brother! Don't be impulsive!"

Seeing Xu Si's actions, Zhang Chulan turned pale with fright and hurriedly reached out to grab Xu Si's arm, his voice trembling:

"This is Longhu Mountain! This is the Celestial Master's Mansion! If we fight here, we're all doomed!"

Although Xu San didn't go berserk like Xu Si, his refined face was also clouded with gloom.

He pushed up his glasses, the reflection from the lenses obscuring his eyes. A faint blue aura emanated from his hands, clearly indicating that he was ready to launch an attack at any moment by controlling objects with his mind.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

however.

Zhang Taichu didn't even lift an eyelid in the face of all this.

He remained in that half-lying position under the tree roots, and even changed the angle of his crossed legs to a more comfortable position.

Faced with Xu Si's almost tangible killing intent, Zhang Taichu simply stretched out his little finger and picked at his ear.

Then, he put his finger to his lips and blew on it, frowning in disgust.

"What's all the noise about in the middle of the day?"

"Are all young people these days so hot-tempered? They're always ready to fight or kill."

The veins on Xu Si's forehead throbbed twice.

"Kid, I'm asking you a question."

Xu Si's voice was low and hoarse:

"Who exactly are you? Who told you those things just now?"

Zhang Taichu yawned lazily, two tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, before slowly opening them and glancing at Xu Si:

"who I am?"

"I'm your father... You definitely won't like hearing me say that."

"However, since you asked so sincerely..."

Zhang Taichu grabbed the bald broom beside him and tapped it on the ground:

"I sweep the floor here. What, do you need to check my household registration?"

"You're asking for it!"

Xu Si finally couldn't hold back any longer. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and he charged out like a cheetah.

"stop."

A clear, cold voice rang out.

Xu Si suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

At the end of the corridor not far away, a white figure slowly walked towards them.

He wore a spotless white Taoist robe, his long silver hair fluttered in the wind, a dot of cinnabar between his brows, and his face was as cold and aloof as jade.

It was Zhang Lingyu who had come on the orders of the Old Celestial Master.

He walked slowly, but with each step he took, the restless air around him calmed down a bit.

When he walked up to the crowd, the violent energy emanating from Xu Si and Xu San had already been suppressed back into their bodies by an invisible force.

Zhang Lingyu first glanced at Zhang Taichu, who was half-lying under the tree, watching the show with an air of detached amusement, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He then turned around, his gaze falling on Xu San and Xu Si, his tone carrying a cold indifference that kept people at a distance:

"Esteemed benefactors, this is the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain."

"My master has decreed that private duels are strictly prohibited during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. Violators will be expelled from Longhu Mountain and disqualified from the competition."

Xu Si took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

He was a smart man and knew that there would be no benefit in clashing with Zhang Lingyu at this time.

Besides, this is, after all, their territory.

Xu Si released his hand from his waist, and the ferocious killing intent on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a nonchalant smile.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, expertly shook out a cigarette, and without lighting it, just put it in his mouth:

"Oh, isn't this Master Lingyu?"

"It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

Xu Si pointed to Zhang Taichu under the tree and said with a grin:

"We were just having a chat with this Taoist priest... After all, we're all young people, and I hope my voice wasn't a bit loud? We didn't scare you all, did we?"

Zhang Lingyu looked at him coldly and didn't respond.

Those eyes, which seemed to see right through people, swept over Xu Si and Zhang Chulan, finally settling on Feng Baobao, who was still crunching on a cucumber.

"To exchange feelings?"

Zhang Lingyu's voice remained flat:

"If I ever see this kind of murderous exchange again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"If you have nothing else, please leave. This is a secluded place for cultivation in the back mountains; unauthorized personnel are not allowed to linger."

This is a blatant order to leave.

Xu San pushed up his glasses. Although he was unwilling, he knew that this matter had to end here.

With Zhang Lingyu protecting the young Taoist priest named Zhang Chu, they had no chance to interrogate him.

"Since the real person has spoken, then we'll take our leave."

Xu San cupped his hands in greeting to Zhang Lingyu, then turned and gave Xu Si and Zhang Chulan a wink.

"Walk."

Xu Si gave the young Taoist priest who had fallen back down one last deep look, a sinister glint in his eyes. He then spat and turned to leave.

Only then did Zhang Chulan realize that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Like a frightened quail, he hunched his neck and followed behind the two big shots. When he passed by Zhang Taichu, he didn't even dare to turn his head back, for fear of being called out by this terrifying sweeping monk again.

Only Feng Baobao seemed completely unaware of the tense atmosphere that had just erupted.

Holding a half-eaten cucumber in her hand, she suddenly stopped in front of Zhang Taichu.

Those empty, large eyes stared straight at Zhang Taichu.

Zhang Taichu also opened his eyes and looked at her.

The two stared at each other for a second.

Feng Baobao suddenly handed over the half-eaten cucumber she was holding:

"Do you want some?"

Xu San and Xu Si, who were in front, almost tripped and fell flat on their faces when they heard this.

Zhang Chulan wished he could rush over and cover this old lady's mouth.

Zhang Taichu paused for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on his lips.

He waved his hand:

"No, I don't eat what other people leave behind."

Feng Baobao wasn't angry. She said "Oh," withdrew her hand, took a bite out of the remaining cucumber, and then turned around expressionlessly to follow the group.

Watching the group of four disappear at the end of the path.

Zhang Lingyu slowly turned around and looked at Zhang Taichu, who was still lying on the ground.

A hint of helplessness and a faint headache finally appeared on that cool and handsome face.

"Zhang Chu... Fellow Daoist."

Zhang Lingyu seemed a little uncomfortable with this form of address, and paused for a moment before continuing:

"My master told me to arrange a quiet place for you, not for you to cause trouble."

"Those people are core members of the All-Tongue Company, especially Zhang Chulan, whose identity is sensitive. Did you just... say something you shouldn't have?"

Zhang Taichu picked at his ear, sat up from the ground, and patted the dirt off his bottom.

"Pretty boy, which eye of yours saw me causing trouble?"

Zhang Taichu pointed to the spot where Xu Si had just stood, looking completely innocent:

"Those guys were the ones yelling and disturbing my sleep. I was just trying to be nice and remind the girl to take care of herself, but who knew that mad dog would suddenly try to bite someone."

Upon hearing the words "pretty boy," Zhang Lingyu's eye twitched slightly.

He took a deep breath and told himself to cultivate his character and not to stoop to the level of this unruly distant relative.

"In any case, during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Longhu Mountain was a melting pot of all sorts of people."

Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Taichu, her tone becoming more serious:

"Master specifically instructed you to... tone it down. Don't make a big fuss, or it won't look good for Master."

"Alright, alright, I got it."

Zhang Taichu waved his hand impatiently, picked up the bald broom from the ground, and slung it over his shoulder:

"They're all so long-winded, just like that old man."

"Let's go, let's find somewhere else to sleep. This place reeks of those guys' stench, it's disgusting."

After saying that, Zhang Taichu didn't even glance at Zhang Lingyu, humming an unknown tune, and swayed away in another direction.

Looking at that unseemly figure from behind, Zhang Lingyu stood there, her brows furrowed.

He always felt that the distant nephew his master had brought back was definitely more than just a relative in distress.

This person remained remarkably calm in the face of Xu Si's murderous intent.

That calmness wasn't feigned.

Rather, it's the kind of indifference an elephant shows when it sees an ant baring its fangs and claws...

"Hopefully, we can get through this Luotian Grand Ceremony smoothly..."

Zhang Lingyu sighed and turned to leave.