"It's nothing." Daoist Wuchen waved his hand, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth again.
Gu Nishang's forehead creased with annoyance. She couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you really alright? Who could have done such a terrible thing to you?"
"I'm fine!" Daoist Wuchen waved his hand, subtly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Master, you've vomited blood, and you still say you're fine!" Li Xiaoyao exclaimed indignantly.
Daoist Wuchen waved his hand and said calmly and absentmindedly, "Chen Tiannan from the Heavenly Blade Sect just came to our Ruthless Sect."
"What? Master, so the injuries on your body were inflicted by him?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned, his face full of resentment.
This surprised Ye Tian.
Su Muchen's face was also full of anger, and he said through gritted teeth, "Master, don't worry, my senior brother and I will definitely avenge you! So what if he's just a first-level Heavenly Mystic Realm cultivator?! What's with the arrogance!"
Ye Tian was suddenly stunned. Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen were usually just like him, with a playful and eccentric personality.
This made him subconsciously regard Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen as people similar to himself.
Playing with old jokes, slacking off, and being careless.
But now Ye Tian saw the undisguised rage on his senior and junior brothers' faces, as if they wanted to chase after Chen Tiannan and tear off a piece of his flesh.
He then understood.
Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen.
These two people are different from me; they are people living in this world.
This world, though not as exciting as where Ye Tian lived for so long, nor as full of flashy plot twists as the blue galaxy he inhabited, nor as leisurely as that world.
But in this world, at least within their Ruthless Sect.
There is something called the bond between teacher and student.
A teacher for a day is a father for life.
Although Ye Tian had usually overlooked it, he now understood. Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen regarded their master as their father.
Now that Wuchen Daoren has been beaten, it's just like his own father being beaten.
"How could that be?" Daoist Wuchen smiled mysteriously, and with his large, fan-like hands, he patted Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen's heads, saying, "Who could beat your master? I only took care of Chen Tiannan with a few punches and kicks. I was bored and started researching cultivation realms, trying to break through the barriers, and accidentally injured myself."
"Otherwise, with my talent and strength, who could possibly hurt me?"
Ye Tian's lips curled into a smile as his master pretended to be unharmed. He resembled a father who stood up for his child, only to get beaten up himself, yet insisted on putting on a brave face to save face.
Even if Ye Tian didn't know the real story, he could understand that the truth was definitely not as his master had said.
Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen weren't stupid; of course they understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Even so, the eldest disciple Li Xiaoyao remained silent for a second, then said with a wry smile, "Master, you're really amazing! I knew Chen Tiannan was no match for you."
"Of course, what level is your master? Even if Chen Tiannan and Chen Sheng teamed up, they wouldn't last a single move against you. There's no need for you to worry about me."
Master Wuchen laughed loudly and put his arm around Li Xiaoyao's shoulder.
Su Muchen was silent for a second, then Zheng also smiled bitterly.
The atmosphere was finally starting to become harmonious.
Sudden.
A sweet, delicate female voice asked in a clear, crisp voice, "Master, if you get stuck in your training, can it still hurt your eyes?"
Gu Nishang pointed to her master's dark circles and couldn't help but ask.
After saying that...
Silence reigned.
"Ya...ya."
Only a few crows flew by, cawing loudly.
a long time.
"Hahaha!" Daoist Wuchen scratched his head and laughed awkwardly three times.
"Master has mastered the Divine Eye Technique. When it reaches its peak, his eyes can unleash bolts of lightning. It's normal that he's facing a bottleneck and can't break through it, with black and purple patches on his eyeballs."
After saying this, Master Wuchen Daoist seemed to hold his breath and widen his eyes, as if to prove that what he said was true!
Two bolts of lightning were suddenly unleashed!
"Smack!"
It pierced through a large rock not far away, sending stone chips flying everywhere.
Gu Nishang's eyes lit up as if she had found a treasure, and she exclaimed, "Wow! Master, you are amazing!"
The master smiled mysteriously and said, "My skills are honed through practice and refinement. Work hard in your training, and you will have the same opportunity."
"Master is amazing!" Li Xiaoyao praised.
Su Muchen also gave a thumbs up.
The atmosphere at the scene became lively again, with a joyful and carefree vibe.
Looking at this warm and cozy scene in the sect, Ye Tian's lips curled into a smile. This world has so much more to offer than that fast-paced life with its flashing neon lights.
He had thought about it for a long time before, but he still couldn't figure out what was extra.
Now, gradually, Ye Tiantian understood.
It's about human touch.
A master and his disciple should be like father and son, and fellow disciples should be like brothers.
While his senior brother and master were talking, Ye Tian quietly disappeared from the sect.
Down the mountain.
Chen Tiannan, holding a large sword, sneered and said, "What kind of lousy Daoist Wuchen is this, claiming to have fought against a hundred sects! The young people these days are getting weaker and weaker. They can't even beat this pretty face. How will he manage the sects for us old bones in the future?"
"But this time we've taught them a lesson. If they dare to steal our sect's thunder again, we'll cripple them!"
Despite being a figure almost like an ancestor of the Heavenly Blade Sect, Chen Tiannan of the Heavenly Blade Sect still possessed the heart of a child. He laughed triumphantly on the mountain, seemingly delighted that he had defeated Wuchen Daoren.
"Hey, look over here!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Chen Tiannan.
"Who goes there?!" Chen Tiannan suddenly realized what was happening and was about to turn around to look when a club, imbued with the essence of various techniques and skills from a hundred different sects, struck the back of his neck.
Chen Tiannan's body seemed to deflate, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to support himself.
"So weak, yet you dare to brag." Ye Tian casually tossed the club on the ground, stomped on Chen Tiannan twice, and cursed angrily, "You damn bastard! You dare to hit my master?"
"You're lucky today. If my Mask of Free Will wasn't currently beyond the reach of the Heavenly Mystery Realm, I would have transformed into my master's appearance and beaten you to death."
Ye Tian said bitterly.
The Mask of Free Will can now only defend against the Earthly Realm.
It was ineffective against Chen Tiannan, who was at the first level of the Heavenly Mystic Realm, so Ye Tian had to find the quickest way to knock him unconscious with a single blow.
However, Ye Tian certainly wouldn't let him off so easily.
He casually stripped Chen Tiannan naked and wrote a line on his body with a brush: "Dare to provoke the Ruthless Sect again, and this will be your fate"—Wuchen Daoist proclaims.
"I'll find you a tall tree to hang on, but don't let your eyes wander, or you'll die a horrible death." After Ye Tian finished writing, he kicked him again.
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