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

Now, with his junior brother's actions, not only has Lingyu's inner conflict been resolved, but the Tongtian Talisman has also been left at Longhu Mountain, further deepening the bond between fellow disciples and uncles and nephews.

This is probably the most perfect ending to this grand Taoist ritual.

"Senior brother, how was it? Did I handle this well?"

Zhang Tianyi turned his head, raised an eyebrow at the old master, and regained some of his mischievousness.

"Beautiful, beautiful."

The old celestial master laughed heartily, his voice booming:

"Second brother, you're not here to present an award, you're here to steal my thunder."

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Everyone was deeply moved by this scene.

There was no deceit or backstabbing.

Only inheritance, only care, only the white-robed immortal under the setting sun, and the kneeling boy receiving instruction.

"He's so handsome... I can't take it..."

Lu Linglong grabbed Zhi Jinhua's arm and shook it desperately:

"The way Master Tian Shu just touched Ling Yu's forehead... Ahhh! I want to be touched like that too! I'd be willing to be electrocuted!"

"Alright, the ceremony is over."

Zhang Tianyi took a step back and returned to the old master's side.

He resumed his aloof and detached demeanor, giving a slight nod to the crowd below the stage.

The setting sun cast his long, long shadow.

That figure in flowing white robes was etched deeply into the minds of every extraordinary person present at that moment.

In the crowd, Lu Linglong was so excited she almost fainted:

"Hua Hua! Did you see that? He's smiling at me! That Master Tian Shu! He's smiling at me!"

Stop swooning! He's watching the whole thing!

"I don't care! He's the most handsome man I've ever seen besides my great-grandfather! No, he's even more handsome than my great-grandfather when he was young!"

Lu Jin sneezed on stage, rubbed his nose, and looked at his second senior brother who was stealing the spotlight beside him, giving a helpless wry smile:

"This guy... still loves to show off."

"However, this can be considered a boost to Longhu Mountain's reputation."

Chapter 34 The Challenge from the Funeral Love Family – Can We Tolerate This?!

After the awards ceremony ended and the crowd dispersed, the once bustling Celestial Master's Mansion finally regained some tranquility.

Inside the back hall.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Lingyu, who now looked every bit the enlightened master, and stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"Lingyu, have you kept the things your second uncle gave you safe?"

Zhang Lingyu was now full of energy, and the gloom that had always lingered between his brows had completely vanished.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Master, I have kept it safe. The Tongtian Record is of great importance, and I will certainly take good care of it and dare not be negligent in the slightest."

"Yes, not just the Tongtian Talisman."

Zhang Zhiwei gave Zhang Tianyi a meaningful look; Zhang Tianyi was slumped in the armchair, picking his toes without any regard for his image.

"The innate lightning guide that your second uncle gave you is the real priceless treasure. With it, your Yin Five Thunder has a 'root,' and your future achievements will be limitless."

"Disciple understands! I will never forget the great kindness of my Second Martial Uncle!"

Zhang Lingyu bowed deeply to Zhang Tianyi once again.

"Alright, alright, stop bowing. If you keep bowing, I'll shorten my lifespan."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand, and the snow-white cloud-patterned Taoist robe slipped down with his movement, revealing the neckline of the fluorescent pink bodysuit that he hadn't had time to change out of.

The style is like a pink Peppa Pig stamp being forcefully placed on a traditional Chinese ink wash landscape painting.

"Senior brother, now that this mess is cleaned up, I should go back and rest."

Zhang Tianyi yawned and stood up: "I was putting on airs on stage for so long, cough cough, and now my back is aching. I need to go back and play some ranked games to relieve my fatigue."

The old master's lips twitched slightly: "Is that because you're tired from putting on airs? Or were you shaking your hands while reeling in the flowers last night?"

Just as the two brothers were bickering as usual, the atmosphere was peaceful.

"Buzzing—"

A strange engine roar suddenly came from the air outside the window.

Immediately following that roar, a burst of extremely dynamic, rhythmic DJ music—enough to make the DNA of every fan of lowbrow videos beat—exploded from afar, filling the air above the Celestial Master's Mansion.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

"857! 857! 857!"

Zhang Lingyu's expression changed drastically, as if facing a formidable enemy: "What kind of monster is this?! How dare you make a scene in the sacred grounds of Longhu Mountain?!"

The old celestial master also frowned, and was about to raise his hand.

"Wait!"

Zhang Tianyi, however, seemed like a shark that had smelled blood; his eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand to stop everyone.

He walked a few steps to the window and pushed it open.

In the night sky, a drone adorned with colorful LED light strips hovered above the courtyard.

Below the drone hung a huge banner with a line of extremely arrogant words written in a "Martian script" style in fluorescent pen:

[The summit of Longhu Mountain? That's it? ↘Challenge↘The number one energetic young man on the entire internet! Bring it on if you dare! ←]

Moreover, the drone's loudspeaker not only played lowbrow DJ music, but also emitted an extremely provocative voice processed with a voice changer:

"Hey! Can you hear me?"

"Calling Zhang Pikachu! Calling Zhang Pikachu!"

"I heard you're the master of flower hand gestures at Longhu Mountain? I heard your loafers are studded with diamonds?"

"Ha, what a joke! Real people in the world would never stoop to retiring in the mountains!"

"Midnight tonight! At the Elysium Disco Plaza at the foot of the mountain!"

"The Funeral Love Family, the No.1 Internet Celebrity Group in Jiangnan, is here with the original instrumental version of 'Thunderclap'!"

"It not only determines who is superior, but also decides life and death!"

"If you chicken out, then take off that tight-fitting suit and quit the social scene! Change your 'Pikachu' nickname to 'Mantis Shrimp'!"

"Yo yo check it out! If you don't come tonight, you're a nobody!"

The sound abruptly stopped, and the drone made a rather flamboyant circle in the air, seemingly as a final provocation.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Zhang Lingyu was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at the drone, then at his second uncle beside him, and felt that his composure had been greatly shaken.

"What...what kind of cult ritual is this?"

Zhang Lingyu muttered to herself, "The Burial Love Family? Is it some kind of reclusive sect?"

The old master helplessly covered his forehead.

Although he didn't understand these young people's tricks, he understood his junior brother all too well.

For Zhang Tianyi, this provocation was even more serious than the hatred of killing his father.

really.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Zhang Tianyi stood by the window, her shoulders beginning to tremble violently.

He slowly raised his head, and in those eyes that were originally calm and aloof, a raging flame called "chuunibyou" was now burning.

"Bury the Love Family?"

"Change it to mantis shrimp?"

"You dare to challenge me with my background music playing?"

boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from Zhang Tianyi, but he did not use lightning magic to shoot down the drone. Instead, he looked at it with great care.

"Good! Very good! Excellent!"

Zhang Tianyi turned around abruptly, his white robe fluttering and rustling even without wind.

He looked at the old Taoist master, his expression so serious it was as if he were about to save the world:

"Senior brother."

"Don't worry about this."

"This is a battle for dignity. This is the ultimate showdown over who is the trendsetter of the supernatural world!"

The old celestial master sighed, his eyes carrying a hint of all-knowing wisdom, and a subtle, almost imperceptible, solemnity:

"Second brother, are you sure you want to go? This looks like that... Quanxing Demon Clan's diversionary tactic."

"Such a clumsy attempt at provocation couldn't even fool Lingyu."

"A diversionary tactic?"

Zhang Tianyi sneered, extended a finger, and gently pushed up his non-existent sunglasses:

"Senior brother, you are wrong."