Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

This made Zhang Lingyu, who was behind the Celestial Master, feel nauseous.

"Lingyu, go and greet the other guests. I want to talk to Chu Lan." The old master glanced at Zhang Lingyu, who was standing to the side.

"Disciple obeys." Zhang Lingyu nodded obediently, then watched his master and Zhang Chulan walk into the room.

"I didn't expect you to come too." When seeing off the old Celestial Master, Zhang Lingyu's gaze naturally fell on Zhou Fengliu, this "stain on his life".

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As soon as the old master entered the room, he heard his disciple greeting a young man not far away, and a faint glint flashed in his eyes.

Xu San, Xu Si, and the others were also taken aback when they heard the voice. Xu Si really wanted to listen for a while, but Xu San knew that the big picture was more important, so he pulled Xu Si and Feng Baobao aside and said that they should go for a walk in front first, leaving the two of them some time to talk.

Seeing everyone leave, Zhou Fengliu looked at Lingyu Zhenren, who was quite popular in the Celestial Master's Mansion, and then sighed:

"We all have to work... there's no other way."

After he finished speaking, he shrugged and said, "Now that we're on your turf, Master Lingyu won't have someone arrange things for me in the middle of the night, will he?"

"Do I need to do that?" Zhang Lingyu sneered. "I've lived an upright life...why would I need to resort to such despicable means?"

“Since you’re here, I will naturally defeat you fair and square in the competition,” Zhang Lingyu said.

"How did you know I came here to participate in the competition?" Zhou Fengliu asked back, catching Zhang Lingyu off guard.

"In other words, what if we don't get scheduled together?" Zhou Fengliu asked again when Zhang Lingyu remained silent.

"What if you get eliminated first, or I get eliminated first?"

"Could it be... that you're planning to use your connections with the Celestial Master's Mansion to pull off some shady scheme?"

Zhou Fengliu's sharp tongue was truly giving Zhang Lingyu a headache. Zhang Lingyu slowly stopped Zhou Fengliu: "I heard that a while ago, an employee of the Na Du Tong company named Zhou Fengliu captured the Three Madmen of Quanxing..."

"If you're here for sightseeing, then I, Zhang Lingyu, have misjudged you. If you're here to participate in the competition, being able to defeat the three madmen of Quanxing proves that you have the strength to stand on the competition stage with me... I believe you won't be eliminated so early."

"..."

Hearing Zhang Lingyu's deep trust in him, Zhou Fengliu couldn't help but frown.

"You believed it too soon... My life's motto is to surprise people."

Zhang Lingyu: "..."

"Alright, alright... then we'll see you on the field." Zhang Lingyu flicked her sleeve and turned to leave.

"Hey, does winning or losing really matter?"

Zhou Fengliu stopped Zhang Lingyu, and seeing him shake his head, he said again:

"What happened back then has already happened. Even if you defeat me, what can you change? What's done is done, so why not face it calmly?"

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Lingyu stopped and remained silent for a few seconds before continuing to walk forward.

"Shut up, don't say things you shouldn't say..."

...

Zhang Lingyu also knew that even if he defeated Zhou Fengliu, it wouldn't change anything. He also knew that what happened back then was because he had accidentally fallen into an ambush.

But he just couldn't face the facts, couldn't let go, and couldn't accept his imperfect self. So he could only transfer the cause and effect of the conflict to Zhou Fengliu, whom he would never see again.

He thought that Zhou Fengliu, an ordinary person, and him, an extraordinary being, would never meet again in this life, and that his secret could be kept hidden forever. But who would have thought... that Zhou Fengliu would also become an extraordinary being and that he would meet him.

Since he last saw Zhou Fengliu again, his state of mind has changed. He is worried that Zhou Fengliu will spread the story and let the world of supernatural beings know that he, as a disciple of the Celestial Master, had this shameful history.

...

In this state of mind, the old master noticed something was wrong with him. Although he didn't know what had happened, he still pointed him in the right direction.

The more you fear something, the more you need to confront it. Either let it continue to develop into a mental demon, or face it head-on, overcome it, and find peace.

For him, defeating Zhou Fengliu honorably as an extraordinary person might be a way to break through his limitations.

Zhang Lingyu is gone.

They left very decisively.

Not long after, Zhang Chulan also learned some news from the old Celestial Master and came out of the room. Zhou Fengliu turned his head and saw the old Celestial Master sitting in the room.

The old master's attention seemed to have shifted from Zhang Chulan to him, making Zhou Fengliu feel a sense of oppression. Fortunately, the door was closed, and the oppressive feeling disappeared.

Is this the ultimate sense of oppression in the contemporary world of supernatural beings?

Zhou Fengliu swallowed hard.

The strongest fighter in anime for seniors...

"Brother Liu, what are you doing here?" Zhang Chulan raised an eyebrow when he saw Zhou Fengliu.

"Wait for you."

"Oh, where are Fourth Brother and Sister Bao'er?" Zhang Chulan then spotted Zhou Fengliu.

"in front of..."

"Oh, oh." Zhang Chulan nodded, then followed Zhou Fengliu to find Xu San and Xu Si, and the group continued walking towards the back mountain.

Zhang Chulan seemed lost in thought the whole way, perhaps processing his conversation with the Old Master, or perhaps figuring out how to reduce the attention he was being drawn to.

Zhou Fengliu was also pondering how to avoid being targeted during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony...

After thinking for a while, their gazes unconsciously shifted to each other.

There is...

"Brother Liu, why are you looking at me like that?" Zhang Chulan stared at Zhou Fengliu, and for some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Huh? I noticed you kept staring at me, so I was wondering why you were staring at me..." Zhou Fengliu also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hiss...that's so confusing." Zhang Chulan scratched his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the road leading to the back mountain. As far as they could see, the road to the back mountain was blocked by a bottomless ravine. Several wooden stakes were driven into the cliffs on both sides, and four ropes were tied to these wooden stakes.

Seeing people approaching, a young Taoist priest stood on the side of the cliff and introduced:

"Everyone, if there's no other way, then let's get across these ropes."

"This is... the road?" Zhang Chulan was a little confused.

"Oh my god, the Celestial Master's Mansion is full of useless stuff..." Just as Zhang Chulan was about to react, a genuine Northeastern accent came from behind him.

Looking in the direction of the sound, two men and a woman came into view. One of the men was dressed smartly and had dyed brown hair, while the other man was holding a bucket of pickled cabbage instant noodles and eating it with great relish.

"Hey, what a surprise! Aren't these the Deng brothers, Youfu and Youcai?" Xu Si greeted them, seemingly having seen them before.

“What Deng Youfu? Please call me Smith…” Brown-haired Smith said that the name Deng Youfu was too unfashionable.

"You're kidding me, Smith... Keep pretending, you're just..."

The two brothers exchanged a few words, then each emitted a wisp of black energy from their bodies, and with a sudden burst of power, they shot off towards the other side of the cliff.

"Third son, fourth son, see you later."

The two Deng brothers easily crossed the chasm in front of them and waved to Xu San and Xu Si from the other side, to which Xu Si responded enthusiastically.

"Okay...see you later."

Chapter 50 My Father is Feng Zhenghao! (Second Update)

Before Zhang Chulan could finish being shocked, a father and daughter behind him showed off their skills again. The old father threw his daughter to the other side like a discus, and then made a big leap to fly across, but unfortunately he was kicked by the child's mother and fell off the cliff.

"What the hell are these monsters?" Zhang Chulan scratched his head, feeling that these monsters were too terrifying.

"Let's go over there too."

"Ah."

Compared to the other contestants' various methods, Zhang Chulan chose the most unassuming approach, silently climbing over the ropes hanging on both sides of the cliff.

He first tested the rope to see if it was strong, and then carefully hung himself on it, moving step by step toward the other side.

Feng Baobao and others used a similar method, all using this rope.

"Xiao Zhou, let's go!" Xu Si, who was on the rope, shouted when he saw Zhou Fengliu still on the other side.

Zhou Fengliu, on the other hand, leisurely assembled the greatsword and the Thousand-Blade Slaughtering Blade. He gripped the hilts with both hands, and with the aid of the two flying blades, he took off.

"Holy crap...he's cheating." Zhang Chulan, who was wriggling around, saw Zhou Fengliu fly over his head and couldn't help but say, "Brother Liu, give me a ride, Brother Liu."

Before he could finish speaking, a little imp playing with an eagle appeared in mid-air, stepped on Feng Baobao's foot, and used the momentum to fly to the other side.

With that step, Feng Baobao lost her balance. Fortunately, she grabbed the rope; otherwise, she would have fallen straight off the cliff.

"Sister Bao'er..." Zhang Chulan panicked a little, but he couldn't help Feng Baobao at this moment.

"I'm fine," Feng Baobao said, holding the rope with one hand.

As soon as Zhou Fengliu reached the other side, he saw Feng Baobao hanging on a rope, making her way to the other side with a superb posture.

"As expected of Sister Bao'er, she has strong arms," ​​Zhou Fengliu said.

"Oh? It's alright." Feng Baobao scratched her head with one hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be modest now!"

Hearing Feng Baobao still so relaxed, Zhang Chulan made a sarcastic remark, then shouted to Zhou Fengliu, "Brother Liu, help Sister Bao'er... it's too dangerous."

Hearing this, Zhou Fengliu didn't say much. He controlled the Thousand Blades and the Great Sword to fly over. Feng Baobao grabbed the hilts of the two swords and then took off into the air.

"Wow... I can fly now!"

Feng Baobao was surprised to see Zhang Chulan and the others gradually shrink. Before she could finish her surprise, a red-haired man next to her appeared to float in mid-air.

The two looked at each other, and Feng Baobao said blankly, "What a coincidence, you can fly too?"

"..." The red-haired man didn't speak. He just glanced at the two flying blades in Feng Baobao's hand, and then at Zhou Fengliu, who was controlling the flying blades on the other side.

"Judging by these skills... you must be the artifact wielder from Na Du Tong. I'm from the west, my name is Jia Zhengliang."

The red-haired man slowly floated in front of Zhou Fengliu, looking down at him with an air of superiority.

"I have a good-for-nothing older brother. I heard that he was beaten into a state of incapacity by a manipulator from the All-Knowing Sect during the World War. It must be you, right?"

“Uh…” Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing the voice. Looking at the man in front of him, he suddenly thought of Jia Zhengyu of the World Society.

"What? You want to avenge him?"