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

Zhang Taichu scratched his head, looking at his nephew who was so polite that no one could find fault with him, and a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

"Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense."

Zhang Taichu waved his hand casually.

Whoosh!

A bulging black plastic bag flew through the air in an ungraceful parabola, heading straight for Zhang Lingyu.

Although Zhang Lingyu had his head down, his senses were incredibly sharp.

Upon hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, he instinctively thought it was some kind of hidden weapon or a test from his martial uncle. He instantly activated the Golden Light Mantra within his body, raised his hands sharply, and steadily caught the hidden weapon.

Snapped.

It feels soft to the touch and is slightly warm.

Zhang Lingyu paused for a moment, then looked up at the black plastic bag with the word "convenience store" printed on it in her arms, along with half a half-eaten hamburger wrapper and several empty beverage bottles sticking out from inside.

"Help me throw this away."

Zhang Taichu, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, said matter-of-factly:

"Leaving trash on the ship after eating leftovers is uncivilized."

"puff……"

Zhang Chulan, who was standing behind, immediately covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking wildly, his face turning purple from trying to suppress his laughter.

Wang Ye lowered the brim of his hat and turned to look at the scenery, but his trembling shoulders betrayed his feelings at that moment.

The female tourists who were frantically taking pictures of Zhang Lingyu almost dropped their phones when they saw this scene.

"..."

Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath.

A vein bulged on his forehead, but he forcefully suppressed it with his strong composure.

"Yes, Uncle-Master."

He gritted his teeth, maintained his respectful expression, turned around and walked to the nearby recycling bin, elegantly and precisely throwing the bag of trash inside.

After doing all this.

He walked back, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye with a hint of warning in his eyes, before finally settling on the unfamiliar figure who had been hiding behind Zhang Taichu.

Zhang Lingyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

That is……

As a high-ranking disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion, his perception of Qi far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Although the purple bead was tightly sealed by the Golden Light Mantra, he could still sense a chilling aura emanating from it.

That was the ultimate form of evil.

A terrifying force capable of devouring life.

"Uncle-Master..."

Zhang Lingyu subconsciously took half a step back, her brows furrowed tightly into a deep frown, pointing at the bead on Chen Duo's chest, her voice trembling:

"What...what is this?"

"And who is this benefactor...?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce him."

Zhang Taichu reached out and lifted Chen Duo out from behind him like a chick, then pushed her in front of Zhang Lingyu:

"This is Chen Duo."

"He used to be a temporary worker at All-Tong, also known as the Gu-body Saint Child."

Upon hearing the words "Gu Body Saint Child," Zhang Lingyu's face turned deathly pale, and the normally flowing Qi within him momentarily became disordered.

He had certainly heard of that name.

That's a taboo in the world of superhumans; they're walking biological weapons.

"But that was in the past."

Zhang Taichu patted Chen Duo on the shoulder, pointed to Zhang Lingyu who looked shocked, and said casually:

"Duo'er, call him Senior Brother."

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Zhang Lingyu's mouth gaped open, and her eyes, which were always filled with coolness and wisdom, were now wide open, bigger than copper bells.

He glanced at Chen Duo, who looked dazed and as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Then he glanced at Zhang Taichu, who looked completely at ease.

My worldview collapsed at that moment.

Senior...brother?

This means...

"Uncle-Master, you...you've accepted her as your disciple?"

Zhang Lingyu's voice trembled. He thought he must have misheard, or that the bag of garbage had damaged his brain.

How strict was the Celestial Master's Mansion in accepting disciples?

Not only must their family background be investigated, but their qualifications and character must also be assessed, and they must pass through layers of tests.

This directly led to the return of a dangerous individual carrying a deadly poison, wanted by the entire world of supernatural beings, and then told him that she was his junior sister.

This is too childish!

"Prepared".

Zhang Taichu corrected:

"But it's pretty much the same. Anyway, this person will be under the protection of Longhu Mountain from now on."

"this……"

Zhang Lingyu was completely bewildered.

He looked at Chen Duo, and Chen Duo was looking up at him.

Eyes facing each other.

Chen Duo blinked.

She was trying hard to recall the names Zhang Chulan had taught her on the boat.

The eldest nephew called this white-haired man his senior uncle.

Since I am the master's disciple, I should indeed call him...

"Senior brother."

Chen Duo's voice was crisp and light, devoid of any emotion, as if she were reciting a line of dialogue.

But those two simple words sounded like a bolt from the blue to Zhang Lingyu.

He didn't want to answer.

We cannot agree to that either.

If they agree to this, it would not only be an admission of this girl of unknown origin, but also a violation of the rules of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

"Oh dear, Master Lingyu, why aren't you saying anything?"

Just then, an extremely irritating voice drifted over from the side.

That shameless Zhang Chulan, without anyone noticing, snuck up and nudged Zhang Lingyu's lower back with his elbow, a sly grin on his face.

"Their junior sister has already called you that, so why aren't you, as her senior brother, showing any reciprocation?"

"Are you looking down on them?"

"Let me tell you, this was personally accepted by my grand-uncle. If you don't acknowledge it, then you're disrespecting my grand-uncle."

"To disrespect one's martial uncle is..."

As Zhang Chulan spoke, he deliberately drew out his words and glanced slyly at Zhang Taichu.

Zhang Lingyu's face instantly darkened.

He stared intently at Zhang Chulan; if that look could kill, Zhang Chulan would have been torn to pieces by now.

That bastard!

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

This is putting him on the hot seat!

"Zhang Chulan..."

Zhang Lingyu squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, and the golden light around him seemed to be about to go berserk.

"cough."

Zhang Taichu coughed lightly.

It was just a soft cough.

The golden light on Zhang Lingyu's body vanished instantly, and he slumped down like a punctured balloon.

He turned his head and met Zhang Taichu's eyes, which seemed lazy but actually held a hint of amusement.

That look in his eyes was very clear:

What? You have a problem with that?

Zhang Lingyu's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

He glanced at the junior sister carrying the nuclear bomb, then at the senior uncle who, though smiling, could strike at any moment.

He knew he had no choice.

In the Celestial Master's Mansion, apart from the Celestial Master, this uncle is the only one who matters.

rule?

In front of this man, fists are the ultimate rule.

Zhang Lingyu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to be doing some kind of extremely difficult mental preparation for herself.

A full three seconds passed.

He then opened his eyes again and, facing Chen Duo, gave a stiff and awkward slight nod.

"Junior... Sister."

Upon uttering those two words, Zhang Lingyu felt as if all the self-cultivation he had cultivated over half a lifetime had been exhausted.

"Ah! That's more like it!"

Zhang Chulan clapped and cheered from the side, his smug face making everyone grit their teeth in hatred.

"From now on, we're family! Master Lingyu, please take good care of me!"

Zhang Lingyu ignored him.

He feared that if he looked at Zhang Chulan any longer, he would break his vow and kill him on the spot.

"Alright, stop making a fool of yourself for everyone to see."

Zhang Taichu glanced at the growing crowd of onlookers and waved his hand impatiently:

"Is my senior brother in the back mountain?"

"lead the way."

"Yes."

Zhang Lingyu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly turned around to clear the way.

"Make way! Make way!"

Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye acted as temporary security guards, keeping the enthusiastic tourists outside.

The group walked through the noisy front mountain square and headed towards the entrance to the back mountain.

The further you go in, the quieter the surrounding sounds become.

When we stepped through that vermilion gate that separated the two sides.

All the noise seemed to have been cut off with a single stroke.

Outside, the world is bustling and noisy.

Inside, there are green mountains and clear waters, and the birds sing sweetly.

This stark contrast caused Chen Duo, who had been on edge the whole time, to pause slightly.

She looked up at the winding bluestone path, the towering ancient trees on both sides of the road, and the distant mountain peaks shrouded in mist.

here……

It's so quiet.

There were no car horns, no hawking noises, and no humming of machinery.

The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Chen Duo subconsciously reached out and grabbed Zhang Taichu's sleeve, who was walking in front of her.

They held on very tightly.

It's like a drowning person grasping at a last straw.

Zhang Taichu didn't turn around, but slowed his pace, letting the little tail pull him along, step by step, towards the deeper part of the mountains.

Although Zhang Lingyu didn't turn around, he kept glancing behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing the girl, who was called a biological weapon, clinging to her master like a frightened little animal.

His heart, which had been in turmoil due to the collapse of his worldview, inexplicably calmed down.

perhaps……

Uncle-Master is right.

But that doesn't mean he can accept Zhang Chulan's mockery just now!

Zhang Lingyu clenched his fists and made a silent vow in his heart.

Sooner or later.

I must find an opportunity to have a proper match with this nephew.