The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 143 Awkwardness, the Stubborn Old Man

Unexpectedly, the woman in white beside them remained rooted to the spot, staring at the two of them with a strange expression, seemingly lost in thought.

This made Xiang Qiubai anxious. He suddenly cried out in alarm and anger, "Junior sister, go! Go now!"

The push-hands technique was so skillful and professional that Ling Weiyun's clone was speechless, and even the usually aloof woman in white couldn't bear to watch anymore.

"Elder Ling, please don't take offense! This is my second senior brother... Xiang Qiubai!" Leng Ningshuang ignored Xiang Qiubai and stepped forward to greet Ling Weiyun's clone.

"Second Senior Brother, this is Elder Ling Weiyun!"

Then, under Xiang Qiubai's dumbfounded gaze, the woman in white returned to his side and pointed to the withered old man who was walking slowly and with a kind expression.

"So, you are the new Guardian and Honorary Elder!" A hint of joy appeared in the white-robed man's eyes as he recalled some fragmented information he had heard from other disciples when he emerged from seclusion last time.

He immediately crossed the last few meters between himself and the withered old man, stepped forward, clasped his hands in apology, and said, "I have long admired your name. I was very rude just now. I hope you will forgive me, senior!"

"So you're Qiu Bai? You've already reached the late stage of the tenth level at such a young age. Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older!" Ling Weiyun's clone helped the white-robed man up and exclaimed with great admiration.

A thought flashed through his mind: Xiang Qiubai, a cultivator at the peak of the late stage of the tenth level, was a disciple of Elder Liu Yidao and one of the top experts among the core disciples. He was Zi Lian's second senior brother, Leng Ning Shuang.

With his connection to Elder Liu Yidao, Ling Weiyun's clone could no longer make things difficult for Xiang Qiubai. At most, the next time he encountered Elder Liu Yidao boasting about his disciple, he would bring up this incident to dampen the other party's "arrogant" spirit!
"Honorary Elder, you flatter me. I dare not accept such praise!" Xiang Qiubai stood up and scratched his head awkwardly. He was truly flattered to receive such high praise.

Although the other party did not offer any words of apology, it was clear to everyone that the withered old man did not take the misunderstanding to heart.

"Haha, I often hear that old stubborn Yidao mention you!" Ling Weiyun's clone laughed heartily, looking at him as if he were his own disciple.

If Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou were here at this moment, they would be dumbfounded and think that the two of them were fake disciples, while Xiang Qiubai was the real disciple.

"This disciple is dull-witted, all thanks to my master's excellent teaching!" The white-robed man's lips twitched. There were probably only a handful of people who would dare to call his master such an old stubborn person so rudely.

How could Xiang Qiubai possibly know that the origin of his master Liu Yidao's title of "old stubborn" was inextricably linked to him?

To a certain extent, it's because of him!

When Elder Liu Yidao, Ling Weiyun's clone, and Feng Tianjue of the Yuqing Sect were drinking and having a good time in the Locking Ghost Tower, it was perhaps because the alcohol caused the three of them to temporarily lose their minds.

Elder Liu Yidao started the conversation, and the three of them began to chat about all sorts of things, even comparing all the core disciples in the sect.

The result was unsurprising: the three drunkards were almost all self-promoting, exaggerating how amazing their disciples were.

However, at that time, Ling Weiyun's clone was in a very awkward situation because he had no disciples, or rather, no disciples who were presentable.

For example, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bupou! If you took them out with their cultivation levels back then, wouldn't you be laughing your head off? Even now, they are barely presentable. Although their current seventh-level cultivation is considered good among inner disciples, they have not yet reached the level of core disciples.

In this way, Ling Weiyun's clone sat alone at the table, listening to the two men chatting away.

On the left, a burly man from the heavenly court spoke of his second disciple, Wu Ye, how powerful he was; on the right, a kind-faced old man praised his second disciple, Xiang Qiubai, how remarkable he was!

Of course, both of them tacitly excluded the top-tier senior disciples from their respective sects, since those guys were already extremely talented, and it was really hard to say who would win or lose.

So the two compromised and discussed who was the most powerful among the second-in-commands. Originally, Ling Weiyun's clone thought that he had nothing to do with it.

Unexpectedly, the two old men, whose argument had become quite heated, suddenly shifted the topic to him, insisting that he be the one to give an impartial assessment of their arguments.

This is obviously a scam!
Feng Ling had never even met the two men's two precious disciples, so how could he possibly make a judgment? Besides, even if he had met them, he couldn't openly say who was good and who was bad.

After all, no matter whose disciple is more powerful, it will offend the other one. In the end, Ling Weiyun's clone had a flash of inspiration. In order to avoid this situation, the only option was to sacrifice his main body.

In this way, although they avoided directly offending the two, the sudden appearance of a "third party" made the two feel uneasy, and so the three elders started another round of fighting.

Of course, Feng Tianjue and Liu Yidao were praising their own disciples, but Ling Weiyun's clone was truly "praising himself".

This led to the two old guys adopting a nonchalant attitude when the three were attacking each other with their examples—"Anyway, they're not the ones being trampled on!"

As for Feng Ling, things turned tragic. Listening to the two of them's endless, almost nitpicking, nonsensical attacks, the withered old man's face grew increasingly grim.

Finally, gritting his teeth and steeling himself, he thought to himself: It's time for them to experience what a real heated debate is like!

As a barrage of bizarre and nonsensical adjectives pierced his ears and stabbed into his heart, finally, out of consideration for the overall peace within the sect, the Jade Purity Sect Master, Feng Tianjue, whose face had turned a deep purplish-red, was the first to yield.

After leaving and calming down to think it over carefully, Feng Tianjue suddenly realized that Feng Ling at that time was indeed qualified to be compared with Wu Ye and others.

First of all, Feng Ling's cultivation level had already broken through to the tenth level when Feng Yuqing was breaking through the tenth level of the Ghost Locking Tower, and he had forcibly broken through together with Feng Yuqing!
Although Feng Tianjue didn't know why Feng Ling possessed the overwhelming strength to suppress a level 10 Great Ghost at the ninth level, there was no doubt that his talent and aptitude were no worse than Wu Ye's and others.

Secondly, Feng Ling had just broken through to the tenth level when he unexpectedly absorbed a level twelve legendary ghost, which caused his cultivation level to be at a very vague level at that time, making it impossible to accurately discern his true strength. To say that he was a near-legendary powerhouse...

That's not an exaggeration at all!

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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