One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

This second uncle seems extremely unreliable, even a bit of a scoundrel.

In his mind, it suddenly became unfathomable.

"Yes, disciple...I have learned a lot."

Zhang Lingyu bowed deeply, this time with heartfelt respect.

"Oh, right."

Zhang Tianyi shouted without turning her head:

"Register me for that competition called Luo Tian Da Jiao as well."

"Don't write Zhang Tianyi's name, it's too tacky."

"Just write... Zhang Pikachu."

Zhang Lingyu stumbled and almost knelt down again.

He looked at his master, Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes full of pleading: Master, is he serious?

Zhang Zhiwei looked up at the sky, pretending to admire the clouds:

"Oh, the weather is really nice today... Lao Lu, let's go check if the pigs on the back hill have been fed."

Lu Jin: "..."

Zhang Lingyu: "..."

Chapter 10 Electrocuting the Old Toad Wang Ai

These past few days, Zhang Tianyi has been living the life of a god.

There were no morning lessons, no evening lessons, no Master Zhang Jingqing's cane that could fall on his buttocks at any moment, and no obscure Taoist scriptures that had to be memorized.

I wake up naturally every day, and when I open my eyes, there's a hot breakfast delivered by that big guy from Rongshan—it has to have meat.

After dinner, I sat in the courtyard where the 100 Mbps broadband had just been installed, crossed my legs, connected to the WiFi, and caught up on all the anime series and games I had missed over the years.

"Double Kill!"

"Triple Kill!"

On the phone screen, the character wielding a large sword, controlled by Zhang Tianyi, was wreaking havoc.

"Hahaha! That's awesome!"

Zhang Tianyi tossed his phone aside, sprawled out in the armchair, and gazed at the blue sky and white clouds framed by the four corners of the sky above him, letting out a heartfelt sigh:

"It feels so damn good to be left alone!"

Back when he first transmigrated, despite being known as a genius, Zhang Jingqing managed him very strictly.

If you slack off a little during practice, you'll get a beating with a rattan cane.

Picky eaters are punished with a cane.

He led his fellow apprentices to the river to catch fish, using rattan canes as bait.

At that time, his biggest wish was for his master to go on a long trip so that he could be left alone for even a day.

But now, nobody cares anymore.

Zhang Tianyi's smile gradually faded, and a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

He sat up from the armchair, patted his bottom, picked up the three sticks of incense that had been prepared on the table, and went into the room.

In the very center of the room, the memorial tablets of the Celestial Masters of all dynasties are enshrined.

In the newest and lowest position, there stands a black wooden sign.

[The Position of My Respected Teacher Zhang Jingqing]

Zhang Tianyi lit the incense and respectfully placed it in the incense burner.

Looking at that name, he remained silent for a long time, then, as usual, muttered to himself:

"Old man, I've come to see you."

"You see? I'm doing pretty well now. Big Guy may be a bit old, but he's mastered your intimidating tricks perfectly. Jinzhong... Jinzhong suffered, but I'm back, and no one will ever touch him again."

"As for the big-eared thief..."

Zhang Tianyi paused, his eyes dimming for a moment before regaining their carefree brilliance:

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on that kid's grandson."

"Alright, if you're short of money down there, just tell Big Guy in his dream. Don't come looking for me. I'm penniless right now and have to rely on my parents."

After paying respects to his master, Zhang Tianyi turned and walked out the door.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he habitually activated his "Mind Network".

Suddenly, an unsettling fluctuation was detected.

Several extremely powerful energies were colliding and intertwining in the reception hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

At this moment, the reception hall was a few hundred meters away from him.

The mental network is like an invisible ear, hearing the conversations inside clearly.

"Old Lu, have you thought this through? That's the Heavenly Scroll!"

"You're just going to give this as a prize to a bunch of juniors? Are you getting senile?"

A sharp and arrogant voice said.

"Hmph, Wang Ai, these are my things, I can do whatever I want with them. Who are you Wang family to tell me what to do?" Lu Jin's voice was filled with anger.

"Hehe, Lao Lu, that's not how it works. These Eight Extraordinary Techniques are the way to create chaos. If you unleash them, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony will probably be thrown into chaos."

Another sinister voice echoed.

Zhang Tianyi, standing in the courtyard, slowly curled a wicked smile onto his lips.

He stretched, his joints cracking as he did so.

"Wang Ai? That old man from the Wang family?"

The fragments of memory were pieced together again.

He remembered that before they went into seclusion, the Wang family was just a second-rate group that followed behind the four major families.

When Wang Ai was young, it seems he was beaten up by his good-for-nothing younger brother.

"A bunch of old fogies, they didn't even invite me to the meeting?"

Zhang Tianyi straightened the bright yellow T-shirt with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on it.

Then he put the sunglasses on his nose, put his hands in his pockets, and strode towards the reception hall with an air of nonchalance.

"Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well loosen the soil for these old guys."

……

The West Wing of the Celestial Master's Mansion, the Reception Hall.

The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed like it could drip water.

In the main seat, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei closed his eyes slightly, as if he were in deep meditation, seemingly oblivious to the arguing around him.

Lu Jin was sitting on the left, her face stern, giving off an unapproachable vibe.

On the right sat two distinguished elderly men.

One of them was an old man with age spots all over his face, leaning on a cane but still with a sinister look in his eyes. He was Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, one of the four major families.

The other was an old man wearing glasses, who looked refined but exuded a sinister aura; he was Lü Ci, the head of the Lü family.

"Old Celestial Master, aren't you going to do anything about this?"

Wang Ai tapped his cane on the ground and said sarcastically, "If this Heavenly Scroll falls into the hands of someone with wicked intentions, it will be a scourge to the entire world of supernatural beings. In my opinion, it would be better if we, the Ten Elders, kept it safe for us..."

"custody?"

Lu Jin sneered and was about to slam his hand on the table and stand up.

boom!

The heavy mahogany door of the reception hall was kicked open from the outside.

The kick was perfectly controlled; the door wasn't damaged, but the loud noise startled the several elderly men inside who were nearly four hundred years old combined.

All eyes immediately turned to the doorway.

A young man wearing a SpongeBob SquarePants T-shirt, ripped jeans, and large sunglasses, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, swaggered in.

He walked along, spitting sunflower seed shells onto the ground.

"Pooh!"

"Oh dear, the melon seeds from the Celestial Master's Mansion just don't taste good. I still have to eat the ones from Qiaqia."

Wang Ai and Lü Ci's brows furrowed instantly.

Chen Jinkui and Feng Zhenghao, who were standing nearby, were also surprised.

Where did this wild boy come from?

Such a lack of manners!

Those present are the top ten masters in the world of supernatural beings today, including the Old Celestial Master!

This kid actually dared to kick the door open and was dressed so... indecently?

"Zhang Zhiwei! Is this how your Celestial Master's Mansion treats its guests?!"

Wang Ai's face darkened, and she took the initiative, slamming her cane heavily on the ground. A suffocating pressure instantly swept over the young man.

Although he is old, his cultivation level is truly impressive.

If it were an ordinary superhuman, being hit by this pressure would probably make them kneel down on the spot.

however.

The young man seemed completely oblivious.