The noise of the competition gradually subsided, but the enthusiastic discussions still echoed in every corner of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Chulan, who was previously seen by most people as just a carefree and unreliable young man.

They actually did it—defeating Zhang Lingyu, the pride of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and becoming the first place winner of this year's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony!

Everyone's gaze slowly turned to Zhang Chulan.

The old Celestial Master also slowly walked up to the high platform.

The silver-white Taoist robe fluttered gently in the breeze.

Those eyes, weathered yet still sharp, swept across the entire arena, finally settling on Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan in the center.

"Quiet!" the old master's voice boomed.

The entire room immediately fell silent, and all eyes were on him.

"Zhang Chulan is the winner of this year's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony!"

As soon as the words were spoken, thunderous applause and cheers erupted once again.

Standing in the center of the arena, Zhang Chulan had a bead of sweat on his face, and his clothes were torn to shreds by the lightning, revealing his muscular physique underneath.

His eyes were unusually bright, a smug smile played on his lips, and he raised his hands high, waving them around as he basked in the cheers of the crowd.

Not far from him, Zhang Lingyu was being supported by two junior brothers, his face as pale as paper, with a trace of blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with resentment and confusion, unable to understand why he had practiced Yin Wu Lei for so many years.

They were actually defeated by Zhang Chulan's crazy fighting style.

However, it's also curious why Zhang Chulan has been struck by so many lightning bolts.

They were able to survive unharmed.

This is simply illogical.

The old Celestial Master stepped down from the high platform, first approaching Zhang Lingyu and patting him on the shoulder.

"Lingyu, you are already very strong." The old Celestial Master said gently.

"You have mastered Yin Wu Lei to its fullest extent. I have seen it all and will remember it."

Zhang Lingyu raised her head, her eyes filled with disappointment and self-blame: "But Master, I still lost, and I lost to him..."

His voice was filled with obvious resentment as he glanced at Zhang Chulan, who was cheering not far away.

Especially since it was a match lost using Yin Wu Lei.

This completely disgraced the Celestial Master's Mansion.

“Victory or defeat is only temporary,” the old master shook his head, his silver beard trembling slightly. “The important thing is that you understand what true inheritance is.”

"Both the Yin Five Thunders and the Golden Light Mantra are very powerful, so you don't need to worry about not knowing the Golden Light Mantra."

Zhang Lingyu lowered his head and said nothing more.

The old master sighed and said, "Go back and rest well. Once you've recovered, I have something to tell you."

"Yes, Master." Zhang Lingyu bowed and then slowly left the arena with the help of his two junior disciples.

The old celestial master watched Zhang Lingyu leave, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

He then turned to Zhang Chulan, and looking at the young man who was beaming with pride and celebrating with those around him, he couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

"Congratulations, Chu Lan."

"Thank you, Master." Zhang Chulan scratched his head, his smug look instantly turning into a somewhat simple and honest smile.

"Actually, I didn't expect to win either. Junior Uncle's strength is truly formidable!"

"Is that so?" The old master narrowed his eyes.

"Your performance was outstanding, especially your mastery of the Golden Light Mantra, which was very impressive."

"It seems your grandfather really taught you a lot back then."

“That’s all because of my grandfather…” Zhang Chulan’s voice suddenly lowered.

The reason he came here was to find out how his grandfather died.

Why is he hated by everyone in the world of supernatural beings?

This time we were able to take first place.

Presumably, they are able to know the original contents.

The old master saw through his thoughts and nodded gently: "I know you have many questions about your grandfather..."

Upon hearing the old master's words, Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up. He was about to ask a question when the old master raised his hand to stop him.

“But not now,” the old master said, glancing around and noticing that many people were watching their conversation.

"Not here either, but..."

The old master changed the subject, "If it weren't for Jiang Mo, you probably wouldn't have won so easily, would you?"

Only Jiang Mo possesses such incredible abilities.

Zhang Chulan's victory over Zhang Lingyu was naturally inseparable from Jiang Mo's influence.

Zhang Chulan was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

The old celestial master had seen through everything long ago!

His immortality was indeed achieved through Jiang Mo's Gu techniques.

Without that Gu worm in his body, he would never have been able to fight Zhang Lingyu so recklessly.

Perhaps the person standing here talking to the Celestial Master is Zhang Lingyu.

But why did the Old Master ask me these questions?

Could it be that he wants to stand up for his apprentice?

Impossible, the Celestial Master isn't that kind of person.

After preparing mentally.

Zhang Chulan looked at the Old Master.

"Yes, without my older brother's help, I would never have won."

Zhang Chulan readily admitted, a look of admiration on his face, "Big Brother is truly amazing! He's practically possessed by the God of Gu!"

The old celestial master nodded, but his gaze left Zhang Chulan, passed through the crowd, and landed on Jiang Mo, who stood calmly in the stands. Their eyes met in mid-air.

Jiang Mo nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Young friend Jiang Mo is indeed extraordinary," the old master remarked, a hint of respect flashing in his eyes.

"The ability to heal Tian Jinzhong's severed limbs is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Calling him a Gu God might not be an exaggeration."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan straightened his chest, his face beaming with pride: "Of course! Big Brother is my idol! No, he's practically a god!"

The old master smiled without saying a word, and simply patted Zhang Chulan's shoulder lightly.

"Alright, come to my place tonight. I have something to tell you."

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he quickly nodded, "Okay, Master. I'll definitely be there on time!"

The old master looked around again and, seeing that everyone was still eagerly watching their conversation, said no more.

He gave Zhang Chulan a meaningful look, then turned and left the arena.

With the departure of the Old Celestial Master, the final round of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony has officially come to an end.

Everyone left to prepare for the celebration banquet that evening.

But many people couldn't help but look at Zhang Chulan before leaving.

"That kid is actually Zhang Huaiyi's grandson? No wonder he's so powerful!"

"It is said that Zhang Huaiyi was a genius of Longhu Mountain back then, but unfortunately he later betrayed us..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. You can't talk about things like this carelessly. It wouldn't be good if the people from Longhu Mountain heard you!"

"But Zhang Chulan did use the authentic Golden Light Mantra, which is strange..."

"What's even stranger is the old Celestial Master's attitude towards him; he seemed very kind, completely unlike how one would treat the descendant of a traitor..."

"Do you think the Old Celestial Master will pass on the Celestial Master's Ordination to him? After all, he won the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony..."

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