Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 35 The Way of a Teacher
"Zhiwei, do you have anything to say about today's competition?"

"Master, I was just trying to catch a glimpse of Zhao Zhen's Golden Escape Light, so I thought I'd go and try it out myself..."

Two familiar voices rang in Zhao Zhen's ears as he was taking a walk.

Zhao Zhen turned her head and saw Zhang Zhiwei kneeling in front of Zhang Jingqing, smiling obsequiously.

"I know that you and that Golden Light Venerable don't get along, so you thought of sending me up to practice with Zhao Zhen, hoping that I would outdo him and bring honor to our Celestial Master's Mansion."

At the same time, you have long been interested in that golden light, and you singled out your disciple to learn more about the golden light of the Golden Light Master, right?
Although I have disappointed you, Master, in this competition, I accidentally drew with Zhao Zhen.

But Master, rest assured, after experiencing Zhao Zhen's Golden Escape Light this time, I will never risk trying to experience it myself again if I encounter him in the future.

If there's another chance to compete, I promise I'll defeat him in the shortest amount of time!

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's still clueless expression, Zhang Jingqing glared at him with a hint of exasperation.

"What do you mean by 'gaining face' or 'overpowering others'? Do you think your master would be the kind of petty person who holds grudges?"

Putting Zhao Zhen aside, Duan Chuan, a mere Quanxing demon, was someone I never took seriously at all!
The only thing about him that caught my eye was his Golden Escape technique!
"You wretched child! Don't you understand even now the true purpose of my arranging for you to compete with Zhao Zhen?!"

Zhang Zhiwei was slightly taken aback. He didn't understand why his master was so angry. He had only fallen into Zhao Zhen's trap by accident, and he hadn't lost, it was just a draw.

"Master, it really was an accident during the day. I just didn't mean to..."

"Accidentally! Zhang Zhiwei, that wasn't an accident at all! You never took Zhao Zhen seriously from the very beginning!"

"I……"

Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

“In the past, when you were on the mountain, yes, you were capable. None of your fellow disciples on the mountain were your match, and you certainly had the right to be arrogant.”

But Zhang Zhiwei, I have warned you more than once that there are countless heroes in the world, and no matter when or where you are, you must always remember that there are always people better than you and there is always something beyond your understanding.

You didn't win against Zhao Zhen this time. To put it bluntly, if Zhao Zhen really was a Quanxing demon, and if the two of you hadn't fought at the Lu family's birthday banquet, you would have paid the price with your life for your arrogance today!
He's like a silly lion all day long, looking at everyone with complete indifference and arrogance!
We, as practitioners of spiritual cultivation, hold ourselves to the standards of sainthood, yet we must also understand others with the perspective of ordinary people. Zhang Zhiwei, ask yourself honestly, have you achieved the latter?!

Zhang Jingqing's words were very harsh; towards the end, she almost shouted them out.

This shows that he was indeed genuinely angry at Zhang Zhiwei's attitude of not learning from his mistakes.

Upon hearing Zhang Jingqing's words, Zhang Zhiwei's pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

He finally understood that his master's real purpose in bringing him out was to give him a warning.

Recalling his past with his fellow disciples on the mountain, and then recalling his battle with Zhao Zhen during the day, Zhang Zhiwei finally lowered his head slowly with a look of shame on his face.

"Master, your disciple knows he was wrong!"

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, who was finally starting to realize his bad habits, a look of relief gradually appeared in Zhang Jingqing's eyes.

Although it is said that it is easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature, it will certainly not be a matter of a day or two to get rid of the bad habits of this foolish disciple.

But as long as we can give him a good start and enlighten him in time, I believe that with this foolish disciple's comprehension, he will gradually realize his good intentions in his future cultivation.

This is the way of being a teacher.

As for that little guy eavesdropping again...

Haha, never mind. Considering he helped me so much, I'm in a good mood, so I won't call him out this time.

Meanwhile, in the woods behind them, Zhao Zhen quietly and discreetly retreated.

He knew, of course, that Zhang Jingqing had already discovered him long ago, and the reason she hadn't brought it up yet was probably to save face for Zhang Zhiwei.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen sighed softly as she walked back to her room.

A teacher is not merely someone who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts; more importantly, a teacher who teaches students how to be good people.

To be able to study under Zuo Ruotong and Zhang Jingqing is a blessing earned through countless lifetimes.

Looking at myself, that old man not only left me with such a huge "inheritance" but also abandoned me without a word, not even once in all these years. Sigh, we were both masters, so why is there such a huge difference between us?

Oh well, there's no use in envying others anymore.
Instead of wasting time on this, you should first think about how you plan to live your future...

But why do I always seem to end up witnessing these eavesdropping incidents?
"Sleep, sleep~"
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The next day, early in the morning.

The guests who came to attend the Lu family's birthday banquet bid farewell to Old Master Lu and Lu Xuan one by one at the entrance of the Lu family estate.

Zhao Zhen was no exception. Now that the birthday banquet was over, he naturally had no reason to stay at the Lu family any longer.

What's more, I still have Liu Wanshan to deal with on my side...

With this thought in mind, Zhao Zhen also clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lu Jin.

"Brother Lu, I'll take my leave now. Thank you for your hospitality these past two days."

"What's this talk about hospitality? Why bother with such formalities between us?"

Lu Jin laughed and gently patted Zhao Zhen's shoulder.

"Now that we've parted ways, I wonder where Brother Zhao plans to travel next?"

"My travels will have to be put on hold for a while, because I plan to take care of someone first."

"Oh? Who is it?" A hint of doubt flashed in Lu Jin's eyes.

"Liu Wanshan."

Then, Zhao Zhen recounted the whole story of how he encountered Liu Wanshan's massacre of the village on his way to the birthday banquet.

After hearing Zhao Zhen's words, the flames in Lu Jin's eyes almost materialized!

"Outrageous! This beast is utterly depraved! If I weren't going back to the Sanyi Sect with my master, I would have gone with you, Brother Zhao, to kill that beast!"

Zhao Zhen chuckled to himself. Since he hadn't had a chance to speak at the birthday banquet, he had simply given up on the idea of ​​calling for a "gang fight."

"No need, Brother Lu, I should be able to handle it by myself."

While the two were chatting, Guan Shihua from the Guan family suddenly approached them.

"Were you just talking about Liu Wanshan, the traitor of the Xiangxi Corpse-Driving Sect?"

"Yes, it's him." Zhao Zhen nodded.

"But he's already dead."

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Zhao Zhen's face.

"He's dead? When?"

“Just yesterday, I heard about it from a friend of mine. He, like you, had also heard about Liu Wanshan’s atrocities and was planning to go and do justice to the people. But before he even set off, he found out about this from Xiaozhan.”

"Miss Guan, do you know who killed Liu Wanshan?" Lu Jin asked.

"My friend said it seems like it was one of their own people from Quanxing who did it, but I don't know exactly who."

This is quite normal, since those Quanxing demons never considered themselves companions.

Killing someone you don't like is a common occurrence.

"Our own people..."

Zhao Zhen rested her chin on her hand, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

I offended Liu Wanshan just two days ago, and he died yesterday? And at the hands of his own people from the Quanxing sect? Is it really that much of a coincidence?

Quanxing... could it be a rootless, living hand?
(End of this chapter)