Chapter Fifty-Nine: Because I Am Your Senior Brother!

This man, whom everyone called Senior Brother—was he a fool? After all that Chen Jiayang had done to him, he could still utter such words? Tang Yuechan’s thoughts whirled endlessly, her opinion of Luo Tian shifting ever so slightly; she even felt something inexplicable stirring in her eyes.

“Hypocrite,” Shen Lingfeng muttered, his gaze averted with disdain. Anyone who tramples upon the Shen family is unforgivable!

“Senior Brother Luo, you truly are a good person!” Li Yang spoke his mind without reservation, his admiration and gratitude for Luo Tian overwhelming any concern for propriety. He shouted out loudly.

“This is the true model of a senior brother.”

“I never thought much of Senior Brother Luo Tian before, but now I’m utterly convinced!”

“I agree—he’s truly remarkable, genuinely intent on guiding us. Compared to a breakthrough, those three hundred contribution points are nothing at all!”

Tang Yu listened to the murmurs around him, suspicion clouding his thoughts. “Is this boy really serious? Why is he so honest? Your man just did something reprehensible.”

“Hmph, how should I know?” Chen Qingshan replied irritably, yet hope began to flicker within him. Could this boy truly guide a cultivator at the later stage of Qi Condensation?

“What did you just say?” Chen Jiayang slowly turned his head, feeling something was wrong with either his mind or his ears. He asked incredulously, “You still want to guide me?”

“Junior Brother Chen, you heard me right,” Luo Tian replied coolly, nodding.

A complex expression flickered across Chen Jiayang’s face. “Why?”

“Because I am your senior brother!” Luo Tian’s words rang out with force, his tone resolute, the very embodiment of a senior brother’s bearing.

“Senior Brother Luo…” For an instant, Chen Jiayang felt disoriented. He had thought Luo Tian called him out to vent the anger from being ambushed, perhaps to challenge him again. Who would have expected Luo Tian still wished to help him with his cultivation?

Though he remained proud of his Chen family heritage, Chen Jiayang now held no prejudice or disdain for Luo Tian. Such is the nature of youth.

“Uncle Tang, please announce the result. I’d like to speak with Junior Brother Chen a moment—soon the next round will begin,” Luo Tian said, bowing slightly to the judge responsible for his match.

Since Chen Jiayang had already conceded, there was nothing more to worry about. Luo Tian hurried to offer guidance and collect experience points; given his luck today, the next round promised yet another beating.

“Luo Tian wins!” The inner sect disciple was truly amazed today. This outer sect disciple named Luo Tian was indeed extraordinary—in contrast, every other arena seemed lackluster, with most participants barely able to muster energy.

Senior Brother Luo was truly magnanimous.

In a secluded corner, Zhao Lin’er felt conflicted. If Senior Brother Qian Bo had yielded sooner and listened to Luo Tian, perhaps he wouldn’t have met such a fate.

“Junior Brother Chen, let’s go!” Luo Tian, still thinking of his Divine Sight and the experience it would bring, beckoned.

“Senior Brother Luo…” Chen Jiayang replied tremulously, “Yes!”

“This boy’s tactics may be underhanded, but he’s not entirely shameless, right?” Tang Yu, overhearing the exchange between Chen Jiayang and Luo Tian, nudged Chen Qingshan and commented. After all, the whole matter had nothing to do with the Tang family.

“Hmph,” Chen Qingshan responded blandly; he could hardly comment on his own family’s performance.

The competition continued, and after Luo Tian left the stage, nothing unexpected occurred on the four arenas; everything proceeded as normal.

“The second round is over—thirteen have passed!” Liu Neng’s voice echoed, and aside from Luo Tian, whom the Seventh Prince had brought years ago, no other disciple stood out, leaving him somewhat disappointed.

“Junior Brother Chen, that’s the general situation,” Luo Tian said, fully understanding Chen Jiayang’s Qi circulation. He indeed found some blockages—cultivation methods could be mechanically taught, but each individual’s meridians differed, so countless issues would arise.

“Senior Brother Luo, I…” Chen Jiayang listened intently, memorizing every word, feeling guilty as he lowered his head. “I…”

“Junior Brother Chen, let bygones be bygones!” Luo Tian waved his hand carelessly, his demeanor magnanimous. “If you have any problems in the future, you can always come to me. If someone from the Chen family or your friends encounters difficulties, bring them to my residence! As long as I have time, I’ll help as much as I can!”

The Four Great Families! Their experience contributions differed from those of ordinary outer sect disciples, and the late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators among them were numerous. If he could secure these major clients, the experience points would flow endlessly.

This time, Chen Jiayang said nothing further in gratitude. It was clear that Senior Brother Luo truly wished to help his fellow disciples, resolving their doubts on the path of cultivation. As for the three hundred contribution points, Chen Jiayang’s respect for Luo Tian deepened.

If ordinary disciples could afford it, so could the Four Great Families. Such a price was merely symbolic, perhaps set as a threshold to filter those truly in need.

Watching Chen Jiayang leave, Luo Tian nodded in satisfaction. Some might not understand what he had done today, but that didn’t matter. If he could set such a precedent, everything else would follow naturally.

“Among these thirteen, six will be randomly selected to compete. The victors and the other seven will represent the Eastern District of Ziyang Mountain in the Ziyang Martial Tournament!”

Liu Neng nodded at the inner sect disciples below.

“All disciples who passed the second round, ascend the arena and await your number tokens! Luo Tian, Tang Yu, Chen Qingshan, Shen Lingfeng, Liu Chengxuan, Li Zijian…”

As the inner sect disciple called out names, those named quickly mounted the arena. Including himself, only two disciples from outside the Four Great Families had passed the second round.

Luo Tian listened to the inner disciple, sighing inwardly. The Four Great Families’ heirs truly enjoyed superior cultivation conditions, with proper techniques and no neglect of body-refining secret arts. Their overall combat strength naturally surpassed that of other disciples.

“The blank tokens are byes—automatically in the top ten! The rest will pair off: one vs two, three vs four, five vs six—proceed to draw your tokens!”

As the inner sect disciple finished, thirteen number tokens flew from his hand. At the same time, Elder Liu Neng extended his arm, fingers slowly moving.

The four separated arenas below silently converged into one, while the disciples atop felt no tremor or shake.

Number two!

Luo Tian looked at the token in his hand, wanting to weep. This transmigrator’s luck was truly abysmal—not only was his mind devoid of memories, but he had to fight his way through the sect competition, not even catching a single bye.

“One and two, stay on stage. The others, step down!” Seeing everyone had their tokens, the remaining inner sect disciple sprang into action.

Eleven outer sect disciples swiftly left the stage, leaving only two atop the arena.

“Senior Brother Luo is up against him?”

“Though Senior Brother Luo has advanced rapidly, his combat strength may not have kept pace. He might not fare well this time!”

“You’re too optimistic. Senior Brother Luo is bound to lose—I admire him, but his opponent is on a different level!”

Liu Neng looked down at the two disciples, a faint smile curling on his lips. This promised to be a good show.

“Luo Tian!”

“Shen Lingfeng!”

Names exchanged, Luo Tian’s body sank slightly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Since this Shen fellow had always looked down on him and threatened to teach him a lesson, now was the time to sever those ambitions!

Thank you, friends of the universe, for your generous rewards!

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