While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

Just as Tianyan was soaking in the wooden tub absorbing the medicinal power, news of his defeat of Chanyuan Shan had already spread throughout the Chanyuan family.

It spread very quickly.

Before Tianyan had even emerged from the wooden tub, the news that he had "defeated the first-level sorcerer Zenyuan Shan head-on with third-level spell power" had already been circulating among his clansmen countless times.

"Have you heard? Lord Tianyan defeated Lord Shan!"

"How is that possible? Lord Fan is a first-level mage! Didn't Lord Tianyan's magical power decline?"

"It's absolutely true! Someone saw it with their own eyes! Over in the bamboo forest, Lord Tianyan broke Lord Shan's katana with a single punch! And it even unleashed a black flash!"

"Black Flash?! Lord Tianyan unleashed Black Flash?!"

"Yes! The power is simply unimaginable!"

"But... isn't Lord Tianyan's spell power only level three? How can level three spell power defeat level one?"

"You don't know this! Lord Tianyan's technique, [Bone Iron Hunt], doesn't rely on magical power! Even if his magical power is only at level three, his bones can still smash you into a pulp!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... A sixteen-year-old level three mage defeated a level one mage, who would believe that?"

"Why wouldn't you believe it? Lord Tianyan is a genius! I said before, when his magical power was waning, that he would definitely recover!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Lord Tianyan is a promising junior even the family head thinks highly of! Compared to him, Young Master Zhizai is far inferior!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! If Naoya-sama hears you, you're finished!"

But not everyone was amazed.

Beneath the gasps of amazement, another voice was quietly spreading.

"A level three spellcaster defeating a level one... Don't you guys think there's something wrong with that?"

"What's the problem?"

"Lord Tianyan is Lord Shan's adopted son. Could it be that Lord Shan... showed mercy?"

"Are you crazy? Lord Fan's katana is broken! That's not something you could break by showing mercy!"

"I'm not saying Lord Shan went easy on him. I'm saying... Lord Tianyan isn't of the Chanyuan family bloodline after all. For an outsider to defeat a direct descendant of the Chanyuan family... does that look good if word gets out?"

There was a moment of silence after he said that.

"Now that you mention it... it seems a bit off. It's one thing for Young Master Naoya to lose to Lord Tenyan, after all, they're both young people."

But Master Shan is a genuine member of the Zen family, a first-level sorcerer, and he lost to someone from another family...

"So, no matter how strong Lord Tianyan is, he's still an outsider. If an outsider defeats one of our own, where will the Zen Temple family's reputation be?"

"But Lord Tianyan is Lord Shan's adopted son, so he's practically a member of the Zen-in family, isn't he?"

"Half? Ha, ask the old folks if they recognize this 'half'."

Whispers fermented in every corner of the Zen temple, like a pot of wine being heated, growing hotter and stronger.

Meanwhile, in the main hall of the Zen temple.

Zenji Jinichi and Zenji Shinro sat side by side at the guest table. Opposite them, at the head seat, Zenji Naobi was drinking from a gourd, his eyes glazed over, looking completely indifferent to everything.

"Master," Shen Yi spoke first, his voice rough like the grinding of gravel, "You've heard about what happened today, haven't you?"

Naobi hiccuped and wiped his mouth: "What is it?"

"The matter between Tianyan and Uncle Shan."

Xinlang took over, his voice as flat as ever: "Tianyan defeated Uncle Shan head-on over at the Beast Cage and even unleashed Black Flash."

"Oh?"

The Naobi raised an eyebrow, his gourd hovering in mid-air. "That kid's got some interesting qualities."

"Master, this isn't a question of whether it's interesting or not."

Shen Yi frowned: "Tian Yan was adopted and defeated Uncle Shan. This news has spread throughout the clan, and it has a very bad influence."

"Is it having a negative impact?"

The Nagato tilted his head and looked at him: "What impact?"

"The clansmen are all talking about how Lord Tianyan is even stronger than the direct descendants of the Chanyuan family."

Xinlang's voice was flat, as if he were reading a report: "Some people say this is a good thing, indicating that the Chanyuan family is full of talented people, but others say that Lord Tianyan is not of the Chanyuan family bloodline after all, and his strength is a threat to the direct line of the Chanyuan family."

"threaten?"

The Nagahito laughed, laughing so hard he almost fell over: "What threat could a sixteen-year-old brat pose?"

"Master, please don't play dumb."

Shen Yi's voice turned serious: "Tian Yan is Uncle Shan's adopted son, not a member of the Chan Yuan family. He can currently defeat a level one cultivator with only level three spell power. Once he recovers to near level one, level one, or even special level, how do you think he will treat the Chan Yuan family?"

The Naobi man's smile gradually faded.

"and."

Xinlang added, "Today, Lord Tianyan got into a fight with Uncle Shan over an ordinary member of the Bodyguard Team in the bamboo forest."

An outsider, for the sake of a servant, attacked a direct descendant of the Zen family. Regardless of the outcome, this matter has already crossed the line.

"Crossing the line?"

The Gibi man placed his wine gourd on the table, his gaze sweeping over the two men: "What do you mean?"

"We feel that Tianyan is no longer suitable to stay in the Zen Temple family."

Shen Yi put it bluntly: "He is too strong, so strong that his direct descendants cannot hold their heads up. He is too unconventional, and his actions are incompatible with the rules of the Zen family."

His continued presence here will only exacerbate the divisions within the family.

The Jibi people remained silent for a long time.

He looked down at the gourd on the table, tapping his fingers lightly on it at a slow and steady pace.

"And the fan?" he suddenly asked. "What does 'fan' mean?"

Shen Yi and Xin Lang exchanged a glance.

"Uncle Shan hasn't made a statement yet."

Xinlang said, "But after he lost to Tianyan today, he went back to his room alone and hasn't come out yet."

Naobi hummed in response, and the atmosphere in the main hall became somewhat somber.

He picked up the gourd and took another swig, then slowly asked, "So, what do you mean?"

"Let him leave the Zen temple."

Zen Monastery Master Shenyi stated unequivocally: "The Zen Monastery does not need an outsider to interfere."

......

in the afternoon.

"Lord Tenyan! Lord Tenyan!" It was Yamada's voice, filled with obvious anxiety and panic.

Tianyan frowned, grabbed a coat and put it on, then opened the door.

Yamada stood outside the door, his face pale, his eyes red-rimmed, and he looked even more haggard than he had in the morning.

"Lord Tianyan! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong? Tell me slowly."

"The patriarch has given the order!"

Yamada's voice trembled: "I'll let you... I'll let you go to a vocational high school!"

Tianyan was taken aback: "High school? Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Specialized School of Cursed Arts?"

"yes!"

Yamada nodded vigorously: "I heard that it was proposed by Lord Shinichi and Lord Nobuaki, and many elders also supported it. The head of the family... the head of the family also nodded."

The news has spread, everyone is saying...

"What did you say?"

Yamada gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "They said Lord Ten'en was... exiled by the Zenin family."