Chapter 327: The Cowlick Little Heavenly Master Gets Even Stronger Today 22

Ye Tian Shi still wore an unconvinced expression, and after hearing Liu Liang's words, he let out another cold laugh, intentionally trying to sow discord.

Nowadays, everyone in the Heavenly Master world knows that the leader of the younger faction is President Cheng's eldest grandson disciple, Cheng Ci Nian; Liu Tian Shi is still hot-headed, and when he encounters someone stronger than himself, he easily picks a side—this is not a good habit.

Liu Liang and his junior brother Liu Lin exchanged a glance, simultaneously thinking of what happened that day at the Gu Clan.

An Wuyang could even summon ghost generals from the Underworld, and Jin Chen didn't even need to lift a finger.

If this doesn't count as strength, then they've wasted all these years.

As they spoke, a commotion suddenly arose at the entrance.

Everyone hurriedly looked outward.

Today, many young disciples had come with their masters from various families, and they all knew each other, but the two people walking up to the entrance still drew surprised glances.

How could they not know that among the young Heavenly Masters of Didu, there are two people with such outstanding looks!

An Wuyang felt a bit embarrassed under their gaze, stepping back slightly behind Jin Chen; although his smile was a little stiff, his joy could still be seen from his upright cowlick.

Jin Chen had one arm around the youth, allowing them to glance sideways; his long robe and blue shirt transformed into retro Chinese attire, his hair tied up, and his expression remained aloof.

The two Liu brothers stepped forward first, their attitude much more humble this time: 'Jin Heavenly Master, An Heavenly Master, long time no see.' Liu Liang greeted them.

An Wuyang recognized the two, feeling glad to see familiar faces, and waved hello: 'Hello!'

'You two little Heavenly Masters, did you also receive the invitation?' Cheng Tian Zong, who wasn't in charge of sending out the invitations this time and didn't know whom Cheng Ci Nian had sent them to, had just been hoping to meet that Heavenly Master, and when he saw the two, he couldn't help but find it wonderful.

'President Cheng, I've long admired your great name.'

Jin Chen nodded neither humbly nor arrogantly; although his tone lacked much respect, it was still fairly amiable.

An Wuyang's salute was much more standard.

He produced the invitation: 'Yes, President Cheng, it's an honor to participate in this tomb expedition together with my senior brother.'

'I see.' Cheng Tian Zong stroked his grayish beard, smiled amiably, and then curiously asked: 'How come I've never heard before that the Pure Cold Observatory has such an outstanding disciple?'

He was obviously asking Jin Chen.

An Wuyang obediently recited the story they had agreed upon at home: 'My senior brother, due to his special constitution, was sent by our master to train elsewhere in his youth, and only now has he returned having completed his training.'

Jin Chen nodded along calmly.

'What a special constitution,' Ye Tian Shi eyed Jin Chen, unable to gauge his strength, thinking it was just mystic pretense.

'It seems your Pure Cold Observatory, though declined, still takes in disciples who are each more special than the last—either they possess an innate spiritual body yet cannot cultivate, rendering them useless, or their constitution is so special they must be sent away from Didu.'

His words were overly blatant in their sarcasm; An Wuyang's expression shifted slightly, feeling wronged, he retreated another half step behind Jin Chen.

Jin Chen coldly lifted his gaze, his eyes devoid of any warmth as he looked over.

'You may come from a prestigious lineage, but after struggling half your life you're barely a four‑star Heavenly Master.'

Jin Chen's tone was cold, his attitude far from amiable, even hinting at a confrontational stance.

'You! Brat! You don't know what's good for you!'

Ye Tian Shi hated being mocked with star ratings; he instantly flew into a rage, summoned his personal treasure the Yin‑Yang Umbrella, and a blade of arcane power shot toward Jin Chen.

No one present tried to stop him, not even Cheng Tian Zong.

They all wanted to see just how strong this so‑called trained‑and‑returned disciple of the Pure Cold Observatory really was.

Ye Tian Shi's strength came from accumulating real combat against ghosts and monsters since his youth; although his star rank isn't high, an ordinary young Heavenly Master who could block three of his moves would already be considered formidable.

Jin Chen merely lifted his arm lightly, palm inward, fingertips twitching slightly.

That incoming arcane blade was effortlessly halted by him, suspended in midair.

Next, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

One saw Jin Chen slightly turn his fingertips, making a flicking motion; that arcane blade instantly split into three right before everyone's eyes, reversed direction, and shot toward Ye Tian Shi.

Moreover, the arcane power contained in each of the three blades was identical!

Ye Tian Shi gasped, opened his umbrella to block, and the sounds of tearing air and ripping came at once.

Everyone turned to look at Ye Tian Shi, only to see his famed indestructible Yin‑Yang Umbrella now bearing a conspicuous tear from the three light blades, especially glaring; Ye Tian Shi himself, having taken the direct impact of the arcane blades, staggered back several steps, nearly bumping into the table.

'A four‑star Heavenly Master? That's it? Trash.'

Jin Chen stood still, expressionless, having uttered those two words, he threw them right back.

Everyone was stunned, never expecting this turn of events.

The young Heavenly Masters' eyes shone as they looked at Jin Chen.

Ye Tian Shi grimaced, clutched his waist as he retracted the Yin‑Yang Umbrella, his face full of angry resentment, unable to believe he had lost to a mere brat!

He cared most about face; being injured in front of so many people, he immediately sulked and walked over to Cheng Tian Zong.

'President Cheng, are you just going to let this ill‑mannered person swagger around here?'

Cheng Tian Zong withdrew his gaze on Jin Chen and began to steady the situation.

'Since we're just sparring, Ye Tian Shi, you don't need to get angry—we're all juniors, so just give a little leeway.'

He waved at the approaching Cheng Luo Sheng and Cheng Ci Nian: 'Come quickly to meet the seniors and peers.'

Cheng Ci Nian kept an arm's length from the people beside him, unwilling to interact with Luo Sheng, who currently occupied that body; upon seeing Jin Chen, his brow twitched, he locked eyes for a second, then lowered his head, suppressing the urge to perform a great salute.

'Jin Heavenly Master, An Heavenly Master.'

Cheng Ci Nian made a bow.

Seeing this, Jin Chen realized that Luo Sheng must have already told him his identity.

An Wuyang poked his head out, waved, and said, 'Hello, hello.'

He also knew the difference between Cheng Luo Sheng and Luo Sheng, unable to keep his thoughts to himself, his gaze shifted slightly toward Luo Sheng, feeling curious and a little angry.

It's precisely because of this person and the Ghost King that my evil soul was snatched away.

Really hateful!

Luo Sheng, Youyou glanced over; upon seeing An Wuyang, a flash of determined sharpness crossed his eyes, but the next second he was startled by Jin Chen's gaze, hastily looked away, and unconsciously rubbed his ring.

A ring?

Jin Chen squinted his peach-blossom eyes, noticing that Fu Xizhou was just staying inside the ring, and couldn't help feeling somewhat amused.

It seems that, having been bitten by a snake once and fearing the well rope for ten years, in order to go into the tomb yet not wanting to be discovered by himself, he actually chose such a pathetic method.

The four people's gazes all held meaning, and the other onlookers all became curious.

"Have you seen them before?" Cheng Tianzong asked.