Chapter 245: Master 244, you have to decide for me

"I don't have any business, don't worry."

Wang Wu perfunctorily comforted the other with a couple of sentences; he didn't intend to waste much time on this. Though the woman had once shared a fleeting romance with him, it wouldn't make Wang Wu change what he planned to do next.

"My master will be here soon; let's discuss the rest after he arrives."

Wang Wu said this while gently pushing the other aside.

Luo Lan's temper wasn't exactly good, but that flaw only applied to those weaker than her; when facing the strong, you'll quickly see her "gentle" side.

Even humble—that Wang Wu had already experienced firsthand.

To be honest, her painful wail and the humble pleading while kneeling before me really did stir a sense of pity... ahem.

Luo Lan had no objection to that. After all, the cultivator who had previously threatened to slay Wang Wu wasn't from their family, and it didn't concern her.

As for what fate would befall Wang Wu's master after his arrival, she didn't care about that at all.

A Star Lord is indeed a highly valuable asset to a sect, so if possible the sect would certainly try to keep that old man. Paying a little price is fine.

Even though that old man's life was nearing its end—essentially beyond hope of becoming an Immortal Emperor— a Star Lord‑ranked master is still a crucial resource for a sect and can't be casually discarded.

Of course, if the other side insisted, trading a depleted Star Lord for an Immortal Emperor's favor would still be a worthwhile, at least break‑even, deal.

Star Lords—or Immortal Lords—are different from Immortal Emperors; Star Lords are more numerous, so they're not as precious.

Moreover, he's a cultivator who, after years of breakthroughs, is still only at the initial Star Lord stage; his potential is exhausted, and it's almost impossible for him to advance further.

Thus, using him as an expensive consumable is naturally an excellent choice in certain situations.

Take the current situation, for example.

Wang Wu's master—more accurately, for now just a teacher—these two titles differ back on Earth; the former is more intimate, the latter less so.

Teacher and master aren't the same; in Yunguang City, anyone who attends a school or tutoring class can be called a teacher, whereas a master requires a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

First Tianwu had little interest in taking martial disciples; he placed more importance on a disciple who would inherit his culinary mantle. When instructing Wang Wu in the martial way, he naturally told Wang Wu this.

Unfortunately, his invitation was politely declined by Wang Wu.

Wang Wu had little interest in being a chef; although he loved eating, he didn't enjoy cooking.

This left First Tianwu a bit disappointed, but he didn't mind much, as long as the kid didn't become a chef apprentice for that brute First Evil God.

In Yunguang City, "master" carries a lot of weight, and the master‑disciple bond is extremely close. Though master‑killing is fairly common there, that's irrelevant.

Wang Wu didn't wait long—less than an hour and a half—when First Tianwu appeared at his current location.

And in full view of everyone, a car whose design was no different from those back on Earth tore open space, roaring as it stopped before him.

Then the doors opened, and three people stepped out at once—yes, three.

One was Yin Shenli, another Qin Xiang, and the third First Tianwu.

To clarify, Qin Xiang got out from the driver's seat, as it was his ride‑hailing car.

Come to think of it, Yin Shenli and First Tianwu weren't in the same place, yet Qin Xiang managed to ferry both to him within an hour and a half—quite fast.

"Disciple, are you okay, disciple!?"

As soon as he arrived, Qin Xiang hurried toward Wang Wu, grabbed his shoulder, lifted him off the ground, looked him over left and right, and asked while scanning.

"Alright, nothing much."

Without waiting for Wang Wu's reply, he spoke first, then tossed Wang Wu onto the ground and turned away.

Three auras—three immensely powerful auras—burst open here in an instant.

The weakest was Qin Xiang, the second‑weakest was Yin Shenli, and the strongest aura naturally belonged to First Tianwu.

As for the middle one, Yin Shenli—who's second‑weakest—her complexion was clearly bad now. Had First Tianwu not been here, most of the cultivators present would likely have perished.

That sounds exaggerated, but there are indeed three Star Lords here, and although the others haven't reached Star Lord rank, their strength is certainly not weak.

However, Yin Shenli's current power is worlds apart from before; her realm has surged thanks to continuous deathmatches in the Wind Nation recently.

Although she hasn't reached 0.9c—the "Emperor" level here—her normal speed has already hit 0.83c, about 0.1c faster than when she first arrived.

That may not sound like a huge boost, but remember, it's a fraction of light speed, not something else.

0.83c means that even without any techniques, time for Yin Shenli at that speed is almost frozen.

Likewise, her destructive power now is also worlds apart from before.

The heads of every top sect on Earth are the era's strongest, yet the gap among these "top‑tier" elites can be huge.

Some are merely First‑rank, while others are truly the number one in the world.

A First‑rank warrior can certainly become a head of a major sect, since the position of sect head values ability over raw strength; reaching First‑rank suffices for election.

Her own disciple was nearly sentenced to death; if she hadn't called First Tianwu, and he had relayed the matter to her, she would truly have become a widow.

She could never tolerate such a thing, absolutely not.

"Don't be so agitated, Yin Shenli."

However, with First Tianwu beside her—far stronger than herself— even if she now wanted to slay everyone present, Yin Shenli could only restrain herself, forcibly suppressing her fury.

Wang Wu, of course, also sensed his master's mood was off, so he stepped forward and gently took the other's hand.

"What exactly is the situation? Could you explain it to me in detail?"

First Tianwu arrived quickly, but he has always been someone who helps reason rather than kin; so even though Wang Wu was nearly killed, he would still choose to understand the situation before judging.

"Here's the thing, elder Tianwu, I previously entered the Qiong Lan Sect's entrance selection—essentially the entrance exam. They stipulated that candidates could attack each other during the test, and even killing someone wouldn't incur any penalty."

"And I killed a candidate who tried to kill me and my teammate in self‑defense, then they brought me here, saying they'd sentence me to death..."

(End of Chapter)