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Just outside Liangxiaoshan, Wen Ren and Liu Liu had just arrived when Xun Yu gathered with them. Suddenly, an Azure Light Rainbow descended, crashing down onto the mountainside of Liangxiaoshan. A wave of cheers erupted, leaving the crowd preparing to break through in shock. Wen Ren and the others were completely bewildered, their faces filled with confusion as no one offered an explanation.
Sima Wuduan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a playful smile. Ignoring the recently emerged Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, he turned to the floating crowd and shouted loudly, his voice echoing across the entire area of Liangxiaoshan.
"Chief! I don't deny it. Impressive! A true man can bend and stretch; one day, he will surpass that guy named Ma or whatever."
Hong Ling flattered him from the side, while Xiao Zhang scoffed with a look of disdain. There was no way around it; he had lost to Gu Ping. Although Yan Dong and Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, were aware that Xiao Zhang had been eliminated early on, he had prepared himself for a hard push through the challenge. However, since Tenglan had succeeded in breaking through and became the first to do so at the Sky East Tournament, Xiao Zhang felt there was no comparison left to make, which only fueled his anger.
"Cut it out."
"Oh, I didn't expect to see you here! It seems Xiao Shidi must have broken through early; his clothes are intact and not a hair out of place. Truly impressive! He must have made significant progress over the past six months. If we meet again in the Two Realms, I will definitely seek him out for some advice."
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, was unaware that Xiao Zhang had been eliminated. However, Hong Ling and Hong Yulong were fully aware of it. The two struggled to suppress their laughter while Xiao Zhang couldn't bring himself to reveal his embarrassment. Frustrated by what he had heard earlier, he returned to his tent for a pot of tea and walked off alone to drink in silence.
What was wrong with him? Wasn't he doing well? This wasn't like the usual arrogant Xiao Zhang at all. Tenglan glanced at Hong Yulong and Hong Ling, who were trying hard not to laugh, unsure where he had gone wrong.
"Haha! I can't hold it in anymore!" Hong Ling finally burst out laughing, slapping Tenglan on the shoulder while clutching his stomach. "He got eliminated by a Gold Cultivator! Hahaha!"
A Gold Cultivator?
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, did not laugh like Hong Ling; he was keenly interested in participating in Jie Donglai's Two Realms event. The person who had sent Xiao Zhang packing must be someone formidable—not someone easily dismissed. Gold Transcendence? He wondered if his Junior Brother had come to participate in the Sky East Tournament.
Seeing Tenglan's serious expression, Hong Ling gradually stifled her laughter. She knew that if she said anything more, this meticulous senior brother from the academy would likely deduce something she didn’t want him to know. So she decided to keep her mouth shut.
Teng Min found himself facing Xiao Zhang, pouring a bowl of tea for himself. It suddenly struck him that since the day they met, they had never truly let go of their rivalry. Sitting at the same table, drinking tea together felt like an unprecedented experience, perhaps even the first of its kind.
Jiang Ping, a young man who had a decent relationship with that guy, felt somewhat relaxed upon seeing the golden cultivator. He had almost been struck down by a sword earlier; what more was there to say?
Xiao Zhang turned his head, sipping his tea, feeling a bit guilty and unable to meet Tenglan's gaze.
It probably wasn't as simple as I thought. During the past six months, aside from focusing on his cultivation, he had also looked into matters concerning the Eastern Sect regarding that incident. It seemed that ever since that event five years ago, our Cheng Zong had begun to quietly retract its influence. Some of the vassal states that had seized territory during those years had also fled in fear. Something must have happened outside the Sect.
It was likely not my place as an outsider to worry about it.
Xiao Zhang coldly stared at Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. At that moment, his feelings were quite complex—there was a hint of reluctance. It felt as if he had never truly understood Tenglan's capabilities and yet remained wary of him. The Tenglan before him seemed exceptionally competent in everything he did; no one could compare. A sense of dissatisfaction stirred within him—he hated his own weakness, his erratic personality, and his obliviousness for not noticing things sooner.
He didn't know what had truly happened in Tian Zai or what that incident from years ago meant for their Cheng Zong. But he recognized the Xiao Zhang he knew.
Tenglan set down the tea bowl and looked up at the sky not far away, where a great war was erupting among Transcendent Practitioners. Zheng Chenglin was surprisingly the second person to challenge Sima Wuduan after he had displayed unparalleled strength; it seemed he was heading into battle with a mindset prepared for failure.
Xiao Zhang watched Tenglan standing there, and a phrase that would be etched in his memory for life reached his ears. From that moment on, their rivalry transformed into a friendship that would never be abandoned.
The Xiao Zhang he knew was someone who never considered the consequences of his actions and charged forward relentlessly in pursuit of strength. He was someone whose character was unpredictable and sharp yet disdained cunning schemes. He was someone who could rise again no matter how many times he failed, always aiming for higher realms and challenges—that was the Xiao Zhang he recognized.
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