Since he even called him grandfather, it was obvious that the senior was not someone who pretended to be so. He immediately felt a little envious and jealous of Duan Langcai.

"Since you are not undeserving of your reputation, why are you injured and so depressed?" the woman surnamed Fang asked puzzledly.

Duan Langcai's eyes flashed with admiration, and he said, "When the head master was still young, grandpa was already a well-known figure. However, he was seriously injured in the Forbidden Land of Life a few years ago and lost all his cultivation. That's why he came to Youzhou Continent to recuperate under an assumed name. Now his injuries have healed, and he will be able to recover to the peak of his cultivation in a few days."

At this point, Duan Lang sighed and said, "I just used the Ghost Shadow Sword once and told Grandpa the method of the Ghost Shadow Sword. Grandpa pointed out six mistakes to me. He said that if these six mistakes can be corrected, the Ghost Shadow Sword can definitely reach the Heavenly Grade, and even break through the Heavenly Grade to reach the Spiritual Grade. I begged him, but he asked me to understand it on my own. If I could understand it, how could it be like this?"

The young man surnamed Lu sneered when he heard this and said, "If he says so, you will believe it. I can also point out six mistakes for you."

"Mr. Lu, if you insult my grandfather again, I, Duan Langcai, will kill you even if it means offending the Jinyang Sect!" Duan Langcai glared at the young man named Lu fiercely.

The young man surnamed Lu curled his lips: "Am I wrong?"

"Really?" Duan Lang sneered and said, "If you saw how terrifying the Ghost Shadow Sword is when Grandpa uses it, you wouldn't say that."

The woman surnamed Fang was shocked: "Senior, you also know the Ghost Shadow Sword? Isn't the Ghost Shadow Sword a secret of the Shijian Sect?"

Duan Langcai smiled bitterly and said, "Who said it wasn't? But it was indeed the Ghost Shadow Sword that Grandpa used. Moreover, he suppressed his cultivation and used the sword at the sixth level of the Condensation Stage to injure me like this. I am sure that the Ghost Shadow Sword that Grandpa used is definitely of the Heavenly Grade, or even the Spiritual Grade!"

"What?" The woman surnamed Fang and the young man surnamed Lu were shocked.

Heaven-level Ghost Shadow Sword, so the Ghost Shadow Sword that Duan Langcai practiced was not really a real Ghost Shadow Sword. The young man surnamed Lu looked at Duan Langcai with some gloating, and then said with hope: "I wonder if the senior knows the Golden Sun Fist!"

Duan Lang sneered and said, "That's my grandfather. Even the head master of my Shijian Sect would respectfully call him Uncle Master when he sees him. How could he be talking about your Jinyang Sect's Jinyang Fist?"

"What's so great about that?" The young man surnamed Lu curled his lips.

The woman surnamed Fang looked at Duan Langcai strangely and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Duan Lang shook his head and sighed, "After I go back this time, I will report to the head master and then I will practice in seclusion. I must comprehend the Heaven-level Ghost Shadow Sword. Grandpa said that we will meet again if we are destined. I have a feeling that we will meet again sooner or later."

…

After the three people left, Yang Zhen poked his head out of the cave and saw that the three people were no longer there, so he walked out with relief.

"I'm rich this time!" Yang Zhen said to himself happily.

Not only did he upgrade the Shangyuan Ancient Scripture to the spiritual level, he also obtained the Spirit Cleansing Essence. Although he did not obtain the Red Candle Fruit, he actually tricked out the Ghost Shadow Sword technique.

Yang Zhen was in a good mood and returned to Shangyuan Sect humming a little tune all the way.

Before he had time to rest, Yang Zhen received news that the head master wanted to see him and asked him to go to the main hall immediately.

Yang Zhen had no doubts, as he knew that the reason why the master wanted to see him was probably because the master knew that his senior sister had practiced the heavenly-level martial art, the Dayan Wind-Thunder Sword. After all, with the master's strength, he could easily sense the power fluctuations of the heavenly-level martial arts on Changyue Peak.

After arriving at the main hall, Yang Zhen was startled by the group of people in front of him. When he saw a familiar figure in the crowd, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he turned around and walked out.

"Yang Zhen, since you are here, come in!" The voice of the head Lu Chenghui resounded in the hall, and everyone's eyes turned to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen turned around embarrassedly, scratched his head, said "oh" and walked back into the hall.

"It's you!" A cry of surprise came, and Duan Lang pointed at Yang Zhen, as if he had seen a ghost: "Are you Yang Zhen? A disciple of Shangyuan Sect?"

Yang Zhen grinned and greeted Duan Langcai: "You are here too, what a coincidence."

This shout scared everyone, and they all looked at Duan Langcai in amazement, not knowing what was going on.

Lu Chenghui looked at Duan Langcai with a strange expression and asked in a strange voice, "What's wrong with you, nephew Lu? Why do you vomit blood when you see my disciples?"

Disciples? Duan Lang looked at Yang Zhen blankly, his face blank.

Yang Zhen is indeed a disciple of Shangyuan Sect. How could he call an ordinary disciple of Shangyuan Sect "grandfather" so many times? Thinking of this, Duan Lang suddenly wailed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a ball of terrifying black light, and rushed towards Yang Zhen in a rage.

"I kill you!"

Duan Langcai looked fierce on the outside but was actually weak on the inside, with blood rushing to his pupils. He rushed towards Yang Zhen like a madman, the long sword in his hand shining brightly with black light, and he rushed like thunder.

Yang Zhen hurriedly hid behind Master Chang Yue, poked his head out and said, "Master, is this man crazy? Why would he kill someone the first time he meets him?"

Zhenren Changyue snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a mighty force hit Duan Langcai and knocked him back with a bang.

Duan Langcai fell beside the middle-aged man, spurting out another mouthful of blood. He hugged the middle-aged man's legs and wailed: "Master, it's him, it's him, it's him!"

"Our hero... little Nezha?" Yang Zhen blinked and answered seriously.

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Puff! Duan Langcai spurted out another mouthful of blood, which sprayed a large area on the ground like a fountain.

"Langcai, calm down!" the middle-aged man shouted in a deep voice, frowning and staring at Yang Zhen: "What's going on?"

Duan Langcai took a deep breath, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "He...he pretended to be my grandfather!"

Puff!

Liu Ruoning, who was standing next to Master Changyue, burst into laughter upon hearing this.

On the Shangyuan Sect's side, many disciples started laughing and looked at Duan Langcai with strange expressions.

Everyone at Shijian Sect looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what had happened. How come Senior Brother Duan had gone out for a while and a grandfather suddenly appeared out of nowhere? "Impersonating your grandfather?" The middle-aged man was none other than the Sect Master of Shijian Sect, Wan Quan!

Wan Quan pulled Duan Langcai up and asked, "What's going on? Didn't they say it was a senior master?"

Duan Lang slowly told the story of everything that had happened in the cave. The entire main hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Yang Zhen in amazement.

Bad! It's really bad.

Why didn’t I realize that Yang Zhen was so bad before, but... it’s really funny!

I don't know who burst out laughing, and then the sound of bursting into laughter continued. All the disciples of Shangyuan Sect burst into laughter.

Even Liu Ruoning, who was always dignified and elegant, couldn't help laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and punched Yang Zhen in annoyance.

Master Changyue pursed his lips, wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed, and his shoulders kept shaking.

“How ridiculous! How ridiculous!” Wan Quan’s face turned pale, and with a loud bang, a terrifying wave of air burst out, sweeping across the entire hall in the blink of an eye. He pointed at Lu Chenghui and shouted, “Lu Chenghui, you’ve heard what happened. If you can’t give me an explanation today, I will fight you to the death!”

(End of this chapter)