The Eternal White Works Slowly Cultivating the Immortal Path Slowly Cultivating the Immortal Path Volume 1 Chapter 78 Seventy-Eighth, Come to Provoke

  The sound of thunder spread rapidly throughout the White Jade Courtyard, inside and out, and in an instant, it startled everyone. Even a thousand miles around the courtyard could hear it clearly, which attracted many cultivators who came to watch the excitement, gathered under the courtyard, discussing and guessing who the newcomer was, daring to provoke trouble on the Star Master's turf.

  The dark clouds slowly dispersed, revealing an old man and a young man standing in the clouds. The old man's skin was dry and wrinkled like tree bark, his body short and hunched over, with a large red birthmark on the left side of his face that seemed to be a sign of illness. However, his eyes shone with a sharp light that didn't match his appearance. In contrast, the young man standing beside him looked much more pleasant, around twenty years old, over nine feet tall, with a robust build and bronze-colored skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a simple and honest face.

  The old man waited for half a moment, but saw that the onlookers around him were getting more and more numerous, yet not one person stood out to respond. His eyes revealed a thread of impatience, and with a full breath, he shouted: "Zhong Rou Xiao Er! Aren't you going to quickly show yourself? Are you not afraid that hiding your head and tail like this will damage your master's reputation?"

  This roar still sounded like thunder, and it also carried a hint of intimidation, shaking everyone's ears with a buzzing sound, almost dizzy. The crowd was shocked by the old man's cultivation, and at the same time, they were curious about the heavy tone in the old man's words, wondering who was so unlucky to have provoked such a powerful person!

  At this moment, still no one came out, the old man simply raised his voice, with even more oppressive aura around him, looking like he was about to explode. The young male cultivator beside him hastily pulled on his sleeve, stopping him:

  "Master, they don't know us, and with your attitude, it's no wonder they think we're here to cause trouble. It's understandable that they wouldn't want to come out."

  The old man's expression turned stern, his eyebrows furrowed into a reverse "eight" shape. He scolded him, "You little rascal, how dare you collude with others to deceive me? Don't you think about who I'm doing this for? It's all for your sake! Have you forgotten that day when Zi Dong humiliated you, saying you were worthless despite having natural talent, and that you had a wooden brain, didn't understand adaptability, and weren't as clever as his disciples?! Humph, is this what it means to be straightforward?! Now I'll take a good look at how far his disciples can go! You're also a Hua Shen period cultivator. Later, when people come out, you two will have a duel, with everyone below as witnesses! I want to make Zi Dong lose so badly that he'll be convinced!"

  "Master," knowing that Master's temper was flaring up again, the young male cultivator couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, and hastily placated him by saying: "Senior Purple East spoke the truth, I indeed am a stubborn person. Although Senior's tone might be somewhat exaggerated, we shouldn't take advantage of this to bully their disciple, should we?"

  "Who bullied his disciple?!" The old man glared at him: "It's not like I personally went to war! Besides, it was that Zi Dong who brought it up himself. If you don't believe me, let the two of you have a match. If you win, he'll admit that you're stronger than his disciple! Let me tell you, for the sake of our Tian Xuan Sect's reputation, this matter must be settled!"

  The young man scratched his head in confusion and muttered softly, "Isn't it because of the bet with Senior Zi Dong and the wager? How did it become about the disciples' face and arguing for the sake of their master?"

  "Ah!" The old man, seeing that he had exposed his own shortcomings, was so angry that he couldn't help but scold him with a look of regret: "You're really a blockhead! That's an aside, do you understand what 'aside' means?!"

  The young man smiled and replied respectfully: "Yes, Master!"

  The old man sighed inwardly, his apprentice had a good talent and temperament, but sometimes he liked to boost others' morale at the expense of his own prestige. Never mind, never mind, being humble wasn't a bad thing either.

  His face was still stern, but his tone had softened considerably. "The top priority is to find that young man named Chong Rou first." As he said this, he thought of Zi Dong's raised eyebrows and the corners of his eyes, full of complacency, and his mood became irritated again. Looking at the crowd below, he shouted angrily: "It's been over half a quarter of an hour! Why hasn't anyone come out yet?!"

  Just as they were speaking, Wan Chuan Ling Jun and Liu Li Ji hurried over. The two of them looked up at the two people in mid-air, and both of them were shocked in their hearts!

  Are you a master of Taoism?!

  Why would the few powerful beings in the Xianling realm suddenly visit Meishan, this remote island? Such seniors are not to be trifled with, even the Star Master must show respect and courtesy when meeting them.

  But then, Wan Chuan Ling Jun flew to the front of the old man and respectfully saluted: "Junior Wan Chuan has seen senior, I don't know what important matter brings senior to my White Jade Villa?"

  "What's wrong with you?" The old man looked him up and down, scolding, "Didn't you hear me calling for Rong Rou Xiao Er? You're not her, what are you doing running out here?!"

  Wan Chuan, as the head of Bai Yu's Bieyuan, was also a cultivator in the period of returning to emptiness. In Meishan Fudao, who dared not show disrespect to him, even in front of the star master, he had never been so lightly regarded before. Suddenly, his heart was filled with anger, but he didn't dare to erupt, and could only endure it and say: "Please, senior, this is Bai Yu's Bieyuan, my family's star master is the husband of the boundary master, and this garden is temporarily managed by a junior. If you have any needs, please inform me, and I may be able to help you."

  "Hmph!" The old man sneered, casting a sidelong glance at him and saying, "You don't have to be so respectful on the surface while secretly using Mo Zhenyan's title to pressure me. Those few husbands in her courtyard, I've seen them all, but not one of them is called Bai Yuzi. Whether you believe it or not, even if I were to take down this Bai Yuzi right now, Mo Zhenyan wouldn't bat an eyelid. A husband who's out of favor really has a big attitude!"

  Saying that, the external pressure was overwhelming, and Wan Chuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face covered in cold sweat. The silver mask on his face was also shattered, revealing a demonic face, but unfortunately, there was a scar running from his forehead to the bottom of his left eye socket, ruthlessly destroying this enchanting appearance.

  He couldn't care less about the mask falling off, astonished by the huge difference between the combined way and the still virtual period at the same time, also apologized: "This junior has overstepped, please forgive me, senior!"

  The old man didn't want to bother with him, and simply said: "You're overestimating your abilities! Quickly call out that weak little kid. If there are any more idle people coming to cause trouble, don't blame me for being impolite!"

  Wan Chuan suppressed the surging energy in his chest, and only felt that the name "Xiao Yao" was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. It wasn't strange, though - when Liu Zilan came to him with a complaint earlier, she hadn't mentioned Xiao Yao's name either, just saying that it was a new equipment refiner. Plus, Wan Chuan had never paid attention to Xiao Yao before, so it was normal that he couldn't remember for the time being.

  Just as he was deep in thought, Ruri finally stood up and respectfully said to the old man: "This senior, once upon a time there was a cultivator named Chong Rou in my garden, but she left my garden more than half a month ago and is no longer in the garden."

  The author has something to say: Although it's been watered down, although it's later, but some things are still more.