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"Wang Ye?"

Wang Gan's expression shifted slightly, and he narrowed his eyes.
"I remember you. You did a good job at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony just now."

"I heard you come from Wudang and inherited the legendary Eight Extraordinary Skills - Feng Hou Qi Men?"

This was one of the few battles in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony that left a deep impression on Wang Gan. Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye used all sorts of strange and unpredictable techniques, employing the five elements together, giving off a feeling of ninjutsu sparring like in Naruto.

Wang Ye looked languid and handsome, with a sleepy expression, but he couldn't hide his Taoist ethereal air.
"I did indeed inherit the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, but..."

A bitter smile appeared on Wang Ye's lips.
"I am no longer a member of Wudang, but that is because I used the Feng Hou Qi Men technique at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."

Wang Ye and Zhang Zhiwei reached some kind of cooperation. In order to help Zhang Chulan win the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, they had to expose the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to defeat Zhuge Qing, the successor of the Zhuge family.

"I've heard that Feng Hou Qi Men is the pinnacle of Qi Men Dun Jia, capable of manipulating the five elements and even time and space."

"It can even predict the future."

Wang Gan was filled with curiosity.
"How far into the future can you see?"

Wang Ye straightened his expression and bowed to Wang Gan.
"To be honest, Immortal... I have come here because I have seen the future!"

"I want to offer you some advice, senior."

Wang Ye's expression was extremely solemn, even showing a hint of fear.

"Stop pursuing the truth of what happened back then!"

Wang Gan was quite interested.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Ye took a deep breath, his mouth still carrying a strong smell of blood—the backlash from Feng Hou Qi Men divination.

"Immortal, you should know about the inner world..."

Wang Gan remained expressionless.

"Have heard a little bit."

Wang Gan vaguely heard about it in the original work; it seemed to be related to the ability of superhumans to foresee the future.

Wang Ye continued speaking.
"The inner realm is the place where a sorcerer's spiritual world connects with heaven and earth. Sorcerers can use divination to ask questions in the inner realm and obtain answers."

"In the inner world, all people and things exist in the form of fireballs. The greater the weight of fate, the larger the fireball will be."

"People like Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao have a very significant impact on the fate of the characters in the inner realm!"

Wang also sighed.

"It's so big that I can't even get close to it, let alone calculate anything about it."

"In popular parlance, people like these are the 'protagonists' of this world!"

Wang Gan wasn't surprised; he was just curious about what it was like for him, as a time traveler, to be inside the so-called inner world.

"what about me?"

Wang Gan was somewhat interested.

"you"

Wang Ye took a deep breath.

"In my inner vision, you are not a fireball, but a black hole!"

"It is an existence that is completely impossible to observe and measure. I can calculate something about others, even Zhang Chulan."

“You’re the only one who can’t, it’s as if you don’t belong to this world.”

Wang Gan laughed heartily, his expression unchanged.

"A black hole? I thought I could be the sun!"

Wang Ye spoke earnestly, his face filled with deep apprehension and fear.

"But I have a vague feeling that if you continue to seek the truth, this world will fall into an abyss of no return!"

"So I want to advise you not to continue!"

Within the inner vision, Wang Ye vaguely saw a terrifying scene: he was fighting against a horrifying unknown entity, where the heavens and earth were collapsing, and all things were being created and destroyed. Such a scene was almost indistinguishable from the destruction of the world. Even just a few scattered images were enough to terrify him.

"I know my voice is weak and insignificant, and this is all I can say."

Wang Ye bowed deeply.
"I urge the banished immortal to reconsider."

Upon hearing this, Wang Gan remained calm.
The truth behind the Eight Extraordinary Techniques is undoubtedly cruel; this is a universally acknowledged fact. As for Wang Gan, who is destined for eternal damnation, he is no saint. This world itself contains anomalies.
Even if Wang Gan did nothing, the original work must have set up some kind of 'big boss' character, which would make many experts keep quiet about it. The secret behind it would inevitably endanger the entire world of supernatural beings and even the whole world.

Therefore, Wang Gan did not feel any psychological burden; on the contrary, he became even more curious about the secrets involved.

at the same time,

Zhang Chulan is also exploring the secrets of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques and his own background.
“That’s right. Your grandfather was Zhang Huaiyi, my junior brother, and one of the Celestial Masters’ successors at the time.”

"If that's the case, you should call me Master."

"Back then, because he became sworn brothers with the Thirty-Six Thieves, your grandfather fled down the mountain. Later, he learned the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, which are techniques that cause chaos, and thus attracted many strange people from both the righteous and evil paths to hunt him down."

"This is also known as the Jia Shen Rebellion."

Zhang Zhiwei slowly recounted Zhang Chulan's background.

"Then tell me the truth, is my grandfather really a traitor who colluded with Quanxing?"

"I don't believe my grandfather could be a traitor."

Zhang Chulan did not flinch, looking directly into Zhang Zhiwei's stern eyes.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed.

"Of course not your grandfather, but there are secrets I can't and shouldn't tell you."

"If you want to know, there is only one way—become a Celestial Master and inherit the Celestial Master's Rank that can only be passed down by generations of Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain!"

"In the Heavenly Master's Guide, you will find all the answers you seek."

Zhang Chulan shook his head, his expression resolute.

Zhang Zhiwei was somewhat surprised.
"What do you mean?"

Zhang Chulan said calmly

"Master, do you know what you look like right now?"

“You look exactly the same as when my grandfather carved the virginity mark on my body.”

"Tell me the truth, will you die after I inherit this Heavenly Master's Pass?"

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent, which was clearly an admission of agreement.

The Celestial Master's Code originated from Zhang Daoling, the patriarch of Longhu Mountain. Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, successive Celestial Masters have protected the Celestial Master's Code, which also has its own restrictions.

Not only will the previous Celestial Master die after the succession, but the successor will also be unable to speak about the secrets of the Celestial Master's ordination.

"So, that's why my grandfather came down from the mountain, right?"

Zhang Chulan sighed.

"After all, no one wants their master to die, especially since it's about inheriting the Celestial Master title."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed deeply.
"Can't you two be a little dumber? What's the point of having such smart brains?"

Zhang Chulan smiled slightly.
"So I've decided to give up the position of Celestial Master, because I don't want you to die."

"I still want to see you beat that Wang Gan to a pulp!"

Zhang Chulan sighed, his tone somewhat aggrieved.
"To be honest, I've disliked this Wang Gan for a long time, and he even bullied me and almost... almost stole my virginity mark!"

"My lord, you must do me justice!"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly.
"That's not necessary."

"Mountains crumble and seas dry up; a gentleman must take revenge himself."

"The person you're talking about is right here. You can get revenge on yourself."

Zhang Chulan's expression changed, and he quickly looked behind him.
Sure enough, he saw Wang Gan with a half-smile, looking at him with great interest. (End of Chapter)