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

The sound of their conversation gradually faded into the distance.

Only after the figure in the skull hoodie completely disappeared around the corner did Xu Si plop down on the stone steps beside him, panting heavily.

"Holy crap..."

Xu Si wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking at his still slightly trembling fingertips, his eyes filled with lingering fear:

"San'er... the weather on Longhu Mountain is about to change."

"That Celestial Pivot Master... is a monster."

"An absolute monster!"

Xu San nodded solemnly, his gaze shifting to Zhang Chulan, who was standing smugly to the side:

"Chu Lan, this time... you've really latched onto a super powerful person."

Zhang Chulan chuckled, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his narrowed eyes—an ambition and confidence he had never shown before.

"That is!"

"I told you I had powerful backers!"

"This time, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony... hehe, let's see who dares to challenge me!"

Chapter 16 Wudang King? Are all young people these days so arrogant?

Leaving the tranquility of the inner courtyard, the front mountain scenic area is a completely different world.

The air was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, the crackling of firecrackers, the sea of ​​people, and the fluttering of red flags.

Longhu Mountain has clearly made extremely thorough preparations for this grand Luotian Ritual.

Not only did heroes from all walks of life gather here, but many leaders from the secular world also took this opportunity to inspect their work and promote tourism.

"Oh, Master Zhang! I've heard so much about you!"

"Under your leadership, Longhu Mountain has truly preserved its Taoist spirit and made a tremendous contribution to our cultural tourism industry!"

A portly leader in a white shirt was shaking the old master's hand with great enthusiasm.

Nearby, several cameras were snapping away at the two of them.

"Not at all, it's all thanks to the excellent guidance of our leaders. I'm just doing my bit to protect our ancestral heritage."

At this moment, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei was no longer the lazy and casual man he had been in the inner courtyard.

He wore a kind smile, his back was ramrod straight, and every hair on his beard exuded an air of otherworldly elegance.

His speech was impeccable, displaying the demeanor of a highly accomplished and enlightened person.

Standing on the periphery of the crowd, Zhang Tianyi had a blade of grass he had just picked up from the roadside dangling from his mouth. His sunglasses were pushed up on his head as he looked at his senior brother, who was "working" with a playful expression.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Zhang Tianyi nudged Zhang Lingyu, who stood ramrod straight beside him like a guardian deity, and whispered:

"See that? That's what you call acting. Your master's face-changing skills are so good, it's a real shame he doesn't win an Oscar."

Zhang Lingyu's lips twitched slightly. She stared straight ahead, pretending not to hear, but her ears were secretly turning red.

After all, he also felt that his master's "official business" attitude was somewhat...incongruous.

Finally, the group of leaders and reporters were satisfied and went to visit the main hall.

The old master finally breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his cheeks which were stiff from smiling, and was about to call his junior brother and disciples back to the back mountain.

Just then.

A languid figure slowly squeezed out from the crowd.

This is a young Taoist priest.

He was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, but the robe looked awkward on him no matter how you looked at it.

It was loose and baggy, the collar was crooked, and her hair was casually tied up in a topknot.

A few strands of hair fell across her forehead, obscuring her eyes, which were always half-open and half-closed, as if she were perpetually asleep.

What's most striking is his heavy dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for days.

Compared to Zhang Lingyu, who stood tall and moved with the speed of the wind, he was the complete opposite.

One is a finely carved jade, the other is a stubborn rock that can be found anywhere by the roadside.

Although the young Taoist priest looked lazy, his steps were extremely light, and he swayed to the old Celestial Master in just a few steps.

He yawned, then clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully, seemingly casually but actually with deep reverence.

"Wu Dang Wang Ye pays respects to the Celestial Master."

The voice was soft and languid, with a distinct Beijing accent.

The old master looked at the young man before him, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and was about to speak in response.

"puff--"

Suddenly, a suppressed laugh came from the side.

Zhang Tianyi spat out the foxtail grass from his mouth, as if he had discovered a new continent, and took a few steps closer to the young Taoist priest.

He disregarded manners and looked the other person up and down, his eyes behind sunglasses filled with surprise and amusement.

"What the hell?"

Zhang Tianyi picked at his ear, looking at Wang Ye with disbelief:

"Hey kid, what did you just say? What's your name?"

Wang was also startled by the sudden appearance of the "skull hoodie man".

He was so focused on watching the old master that he didn't notice this oddly dressed person next to him.

"Uh……"

Wang Ye paused for a moment, then subconsciously repeated, "Junior...Wang Ye of Wudang."

"Good guy!"

Zhang Tianyi slapped his thigh, turned around and shouted loudly at the old master:

"Listen to this! Listen to this!"

Are all young people this arrogant these days?

Zhang Tianyi pointed at Wang Ye, who looked completely bewildered, and laughed so hard he almost fell over:

"In our Longhu Mountain, how dare you call yourself the 'King of Wudang' in front of you, the Celestial Master?!"

"Adding a modal particle after it? Is this some kind of rebellion?!"

"Will there be a Shaolin Emperor and an Emei Emperor in the future? Is this going to create a Warring States period of seven powerful states vying for supremacy in the world of supernatural beings?"

"..."

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

The old celestial master's expression froze, while Zhang Lingyu awkwardly turned his head away, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Wang Ye, the person involved, was completely dumbfounded.

His eyes, which were always half-asleep, were wide open at that moment.

Looking at this trendy guy in front of me who was spouting nonsense, I couldn't quite process what he was saying for a moment.

King of Wudang?

What the hell is this Wudang King?!

"No... not..."

Wang Ye snapped out of his daze, so anxious he was almost sweating. His lazy demeanor vanished instantly, and he hurriedly waved his hands to explain:

“This…brother? You’ve misunderstood.”

"I am not called the King of Wudang! Nor do I intend to become a king or a hegemon!"

"My surname is Wang, and my given name is Ye! Ye Hu De Ye! Zhi Hu Zhe Ye De Ye!"

"My name is Wang Ye! I am a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain!"

Seeing Wang Ye's "I'm having such a hard time" expression, Zhang Tianyi's exaggerated smile instantly vanished.

"cut."

He pursed his lips, put his sunglasses back on, and waved his hand dismissively.

"So his name is Wang Ye... This name is really easy to misunderstand."

"Boring, so boring."

"I thought I'd run into a troublemaker even more shameless than Zhang Chulan, but it turns out he's just an honest kid."

Wang Ye wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, his lips twitching.

Who came from here?

This thought process is just too bizarre!

and……

Wang Ye secretly glanced at Zhang Tianyi out of the corner of his eye.

Although this person seemed unreliable and showed no signs of energy fluctuations.

But as a descendant of the Feng Hou Qi Men school, his intuition told him...

This man in the skull hoodie is like a huge, bottomless black hole.

It's impossible to see through; it's completely impossible to see through.

"Alright, you guys chat. It's too noisy in the front of the mountain, and it reeks of money."

Zhang Tianyi had no interest in getting entangled with Wang Ye any further, nor did she intend to introduce herself.

For him now, playing around with the younger generation is just a way to make him feel good, but when it comes to true friendship, he still has to be with the older generation.