Dragon Ball: I, Yamcha, am the strongest in the universe

Chapter 173 According to seniority, you should call me Junior Master

Chapter 173 According to seniority, you should call me Junior Master (Part )
"It turns out to be your boy."

The old Taoist priest looked at the visitor and shook his head with a dumb smile: "I thought I would never see you again."

Who is coming?

Apart from the old Taoist priest, Zhang Lingyu was probably the only one present who knew the most.

Yamcha had left such a deep impression on him that no matter how fast he accelerated, he could not reach the corner of his opponent's clothes. This was a great blow to Zhang Lingyu, a gifted child of heaven, so he practiced even harder in recent years.

The purpose is to avenge the previous shame the next time we meet.

It's been many years since we last met, but not only has his appearance not changed at all, his aura has become even more extraordinary.

Does that mean that I can’t beat the other party anymore?
"Master Wang"

Zhang Chulan quietly poked Wang Ye who was standing next to him. Among all the people present, he only knew Wang Ye and Zhang Lingyu, but Zhang Lingyu would definitely ignore him.

"Who is this guy?"

"This one. I think I know who it is."

Wang Ye paused for a moment, and after seeing the license plate number of the car that Yamucha was riding in, he guessed the other party's identity: "A few years ago, a wealthy man appeared who donated 1 billion to Mount Longhu. Just like you, he came to visit the old Taoist priest, and then stayed on Mount Longhu to practice Taoism for a year."

"Considering his age, I think this is the one."

Zhang Chulan completely ignored the content of Wang Ye's words and captured the key words with incredible accuracy.

I only heard him say in a trembling voice: "How much more?"

"One billion!!"

He had never seen what one million looked like in his life, and this guy who looked even younger than him actually donated 1 billion at once?

It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.

In other words, Zhang Chulan didn't know Wang Ye's true identity. This Taoist Wang had 100 million as pocket money, and was not much less wealthy than Yamcha.

The trestle is right next to me?!

"Chu Lan, come here and meet me. This is... Master Cha Yuan."

Yamucha had a brief conversation with the old Taoist priest, who then called Zhang Chulan over and introduced Yamucha to him.

"Zhang Chulan, my junior fellow's grandson. You two should have a good exchange with each other in the future. After all, the future belongs to young people like you."

The meaning of the old Taoist's words was very clear, which was to ask Yamucha to take care of Zhang Chulan.

"Chu Lan can work anywhere now?"

Yamucha looked at Zhang Chulan's uniform and said meaningfully, "This is a very promising job, you must do it well."

Theoretically speaking, Yamucha's position as the director of the Special Contribution Management Office is much higher than that of the regional managers Xu San and Xu Si.

"Lingyu, you go and take charge of welcoming the other tourists. We still have something to talk about."

The old Taoist priest said to Zhang Lingyu who had been following him.

"Yes, Master."

The front door was definitely not the place to talk, especially when what they wanted to say was relatively confidential, so Zhang Lingyu was responsible for arranging accommodation for Wang Ye and the others, while Zhang Chulan and Yamucha followed the old Taoist priest to the inner hall.

Just when Zhang Chulan was wondering why Yamucha was with him, the old Taoist priest spoke again.

"I know you have a lot of things you want to ask me but I can't tell you."

"But it's hard to believe that the dwarf Huaiyi actually has a tall and handsome grandson like you."

"Huaiyi?"

Zhang Chulan keenly captured the key words. At this time, he didn't care whether Yamucha was around or not. He just wanted to know what happened that year.

"Your grandfather's real name is Zhang Huaiyi. Zhang Xilin is just a pseudonym. This is all I can tell you. The rest can be told after you obtain the right to inherit the Heavenly Master."

The old Taoist priest refused to reveal any more information after this.

"Why? Master! Wouldn't it save us a lot of trouble if you tell me now?"

"I don't like fighting, I just want to know the truth!" Zhang Chulan didn't understand the old Taoist's approach. The truth was right in front of him, but he refused to say anything.

'Why won't you tell me?'

"Because I am weak."

The person who spoke was not the old Taoist priest but Yamucha.

"You are too weak. It would be useless to tell you the truth you seek."

"You should know one thing. The more you know, the more risks you will take. Do you think you can take the risk of knowing the truth?"

"You're not the only one who wants to know the secret of that year."

"Then can you keep the secret in the face of these vicious people?"

If Zhang Chulan had not endured those twelve years, but had practiced wholeheartedly for those twelve years, then his strength would not only be at the top, but would also be definitely the best among the younger generation. It would not be a big deal even if the old Taoist priest told him the truth in advance.

Zhang Chulan is nineteen years old and has endured for twelve years
The Qi that Zhang Chulan displayed now was only at the level he had when he was seven years old.

His talent can only be described as genius. To be even more absolute, Zhang Chulan can be said to be a replica of the old Taoist priest in his youth.

What a pity.
The twelve years best suited for cultivation were wasted.

"I"

Faced with Yamcha's questioning, Zhang Chulan could not refute, because he knew very well in his heart that what Yamcha said was absolutely correct.

Yamcha sighed and whispered, "Master is protecting you."

"what?"

Zhang Chulan stared at Yamcha with eyes wide open in disbelief.

It was not because of what he said, he certainly knew that the old master was protecting him, but he was surprised by the way Yamcha addressed the old master.

Master!

He is actually the disciple of the old Heavenly Master? !
Yamcha gently placed his index finger above his lips, "Shh, nothing to be surprised about. You don't really think I donated a billion just to learn the Tao Sutra, do you?"

Although he told Zhang Chulan to keep his voice down, he had actually cast at least a hundred magic barriers on the entire courtyard, plus his own circular coverage. Not to mention someone eavesdropping outside the door, even if someone was eavesdropping in another dimension, he would be able to catch them.

"No way, no way, no way, anyone really thinks so?"

Zhang Chulan's face turned slightly red. He really thought Yamucha was a fan of Taoist culture.

After all, I can't understand the thinking of rich people.

"Besides, you don't think I'm just an ordinary person, do you?"

The slightest bit of breath released by Yamcha was enough to make Zhang Chulan feel irresistibly suffocated.

It was the first time he encountered a strange person with such a huge Qi.

"According to seniority, you should call me Junior Master Uncle."

"Uncle Master!"

Zhang Chulan shouted very obediently.

This guy has absolutely no problem judging the situation.

"very good."

"There is still a week left before the Luotian Grand Dip. I will use this time to transform you completely."