Chapter 37: You Go Back and Wait for Notification First

"Where did you hear this news from?"

Ren Yidao affectionately put his arm around Su Zhibin, his arm gradually tightening as he smiled, locking Su Zhibin's shoulders in a grip.

"Could you reveal it to me?"

Su Zhibin:!!!

He never expected that his momentary slip of the tongue would actually become a hook for his own demise!

His breath hitched; Su Zhibin felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, as if the person holding him was not Ren Yidao, but a cruel, ferocious beast.

"Roar—"

On the other side, the Dao God manifested from the tiger totem behind Li Yun as he performed the Descent of the Gods roared incessantly, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Yet even with such ferocious might, in Su Zhibin's heart, it could not compare to the terror of the youth beside him.

Gulp.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly; Su Zhibin weighed the pros and cons in his heart, wondering how he could possibly escape.

And then, after a moment, he finally made a decision.

He had to muddy these waters and splash them onto Ren Yidao!

He had to drag others into this as well; no matter what, he had to forcibly stall for time until...

!!!

Su Zhibin's thoughts stalled, because he saw the pair of cold eyes staring at him from beside him.

Those clear, amber-like eyes were staring at him without moving an inch.

The youth was smiling, but there was no emotion reflected in those eyes.

"Heh."

The youth chuckled in his ear:

"Don't think about calling out; you know it in your heart, don't you?"

"Compared to you, I believe most people would still rather believe me, wouldn't they?"

Yes.

Ren Yidao was right.

Compared to a heaven-gifted talent who could make the bell ring nine times and whose importance to the sect was no less than a Supreme Treasure, the words of a disciple like him were completely insignificant.

But was he just supposed to accept his fate like this?

If this was all there was... then what had he sacrificed so much for?

But just as Su Zhibin prepared to fight to the death, the pressure on his shoulder suddenly lessened.

What?

Turning his head in confusion, Su Zhibin saw Ren Yidao's smiling face.

As if nothing had happened at all, the youth loosened his arm and said indifferently:

"I have things to attend to today and no time to deal with your affairs; we can discuss the specifics later."

"Go back and wait for my notification first."

Su Zhibin: Huh?

Slap.

"Come on, don't look so stiff, give everyone a smile."

Gently patting Su Zhibin on the back, Ren Yidao truly stopped looking at him and went straight to explain things to the referee.

???

Su Zhibin's mood felt as if he had been kicked into an abyss, but before he could hit the bottom, he was dragged back up.

This feeling of extreme highs and lows made his heart nearly burst.

Why did he have the feeling that he had been toyed with?

Watching the crowd below the stage, Su Zhibin realized he could not remain silent forever; he bowed slightly and forced a bitter smile.

To Su Zhibin's surprise, this appearance of his unexpectedly matched the image the crowd held of him perfectly.

He looked just like an ordinary disciple who refused to give up, only to have to bow his head and compromise with reality after finally making it to the very last step.

It actually moved many disciples who empathized with him to cheer him on!

"It's okay! Senior Brother Su, don't be discouraged!"

"Senior Brother Su, don't give up!"

"Senior Brother Su!"

The world says that the members of the Divine Path Sect are taciturn and cold, but when facing their fellow disciples, they never lacked words.

Cupping his hands all the way, Su Zhibin returned to the front of the Lijin Peak Peak Master, lowering his head to hide his expression, and said in a strained voice:

"Peak Master, I have disappointed you; this disciple was truly no match."

The Peak Master, Xie Xinchun, glanced at him and then said nonchalantly:

"It is fine; that you could make it to this step has already exceeded many people's expectations. No one will blame you."

Pursing his lips and nodding, Su Zhibin was filled with thoughts of what had just happened, and replied mechanically:

"Yes, thank you, Peak Master."

Standing numbly behind the Peak Master, Su Zhibin kept thinking about the meaning behind Ren Yidao's words.

He just let me go like this?

Is that possible?

... No, forget it!

Since he has given me this opportunity, then whether it is a trap or not, I can no longer give it up!

"Peak Master, this disciple is feeling somewhat unwell and would like to leave first."

Xie Xinchun looked at the arena ahead without turning his head, and only after waiting for a moment did he say indifferently:

"Hmm, go."

"Yes, this disciple takes his leave."

Su Zhibin was just about to retreat when he heard Xie Xinchun ask:

"How long have you been in my peak?"

He did not know what the Peak Master meant by this, but he had no need to hide it, so he said respectfully:

"This disciple has been here for over five years since entering the sect."

"Hmm..."

After a moment of silence, Xie Xinchun waved his hand and said:

"You may go."

Lowering his head and cupping his hands, Su Zhibin turned and quickly fled toward his own Cave Abode.

And until he had completely disappeared from sight, Xie Xinchun had not turned his head even once.

……

……

Dong—

As the final bell toll fell, Li Yun's Descending God Selection Path was completely finished.

The bell tolled seven times.

A pride of Tuling Peak, and even more so, a new heaven-gifted talent of the Divine Path Sect!

Li Yun picked up his shirt, which had been more than half burned, draped it over his back, and covered his fierce, tiger-like eyes.

He stood tall with his head held high, stomped his foot with force, and shook the arena until fine cracks appeared.

Walking out from the dust, the coldness on Li Yun's face vanished completely, leaving only excitement as he shouted loudly toward Zuo Yungui:

"Many thanks to Senior Brother Zuo for your help!"

Zuo Yungui, standing below the stage, crossed his arms and let out a cold snort.

Having the precedent of Ren Yidao, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this guy Li Yun did not seem like a good person.

"Hmph!"

He originally did not want to make a move, but Zuo Yungui now actually really wanted to give Li Yun a good beating.

Why is it that when I was breaking through, I was suppressed by someone, yet you can be so arrogant in front of everyone!?

This is unfair!

No!

Let me beat you up first!

Li Yun looked at Zuo Yungui, whose gaze toward him had become fiery, twitched the corners of his mouth, and then shouted loudly:

"Many thanks to Senior Brother Zuo for your help today! Li is endlessly grateful!"

"Once I am fully prepared, I will definitely challenge you!"

"I wish Senior Brother Zuo a triumphant victory."

Not giving Zuo Yungui a chance to retort, Li Yun shouted at the referee:

"Elder Shen, I forfeit!"

Then, he performed an action completely inconsistent with his fierce appearance: he took a large step back and then slipped away in a flash!

Who would stand there and let you beat them up?

Time to slip away!

"……Hmph!"

Zuo Yungui felt ashamed of Li Yun's spineless behavior; after snorting, he looked at Ren Yidao and shouted loudly:

"Ren Yidao!!!"

Under the gaze of the sect members, he pointed his sword at his enemy and roared:

"Come and fight!!!"

The pent-up frustration he had accumulated during this period erupted at this moment, and his momentum reached its peak.

To this, Ren Yidao tilted his head, then beckoned to him and said:

"What are you talking about? Isn't the arena on my side? It is you who should be coming over."

Zuo Yungui's movements paused, and the momentum on his body weakened significantly.

This was not all; in his ear, there was another voice transmission, chuckling:

【You should call me "Senior Uncle Ren", Junior Martial Nephew Zuo.】

Smiling as he looked at the young man whose face was becoming increasingly ugly, the youth said leisurely:

【You wouldn't want everyone to... right?】

How infuriating!!!

Zuo Yungui's face was gloomy; he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth hard, and spoke with difficulty:

"Senior Uncle Ren..."

"Please... grant me your instruction!"