Chapter 392: Fu Young’s Victory

Master coughed! Is he feeling unwell?

Even during the competition, Fu Young’s divine sense had never left his Master’s side. Now that he was worried, he really did not want to waste another moment here.

Immediately, he repeatedly analyzed the spiritual energy circulation patterns of the two lightning techniques in his mind. A moment later, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

Following his movement, enormous phoenixes, black tortoises, qilins, peacocks, roc birds, and other divine beasts, immortal beasts, demonic beasts, and countless other terrifying forms appeared behind him, each formed from golden lightning.

They were all over a hundred meters tall. Thunderous roars shook the surroundings, and each creature looked incredibly lifelike, as though they had truly descended before everyone’s eyes.

Everyone was so frightened that they did not dare move at all. Even their breathing seemed to stop.

Many people in the spectator seats rubbed their eyes in disbelief. The people seated on the Nine Dragons Platform hurriedly stood up, their faces filled with shock.

The corners of Lu Wuchen’s mouth twitched as he said, "Young Master Xiao, your disciple truly is beyond expectations."

"Mm! Young’er is a genius. In terms of comprehension, I have never seen anyone more talented than him." Xiao Shou had also sensed what was happening and was deeply shocked by his beloved disciple’s abilities.

This technique was not the slightest bit weaker than his own Sword of Zlatibor technique. It might even be stronger.

Feeling the astonishment coming from every direction, Xiao Shou spoke with unconcealed pride.

Because Fu Young had always been paying attention to his Master, he heard those words clearly. The sarcastic remark he had been about to make immediately died on his lips, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the dumbfounded Li Zhenyu, he said, "Fellow Daoist Li, please give me your guidance."

"No need, Fellow Daoist Fu. I admit defeat."

What was the point of asking for guidance?

Even if techniques other than spells had not been prohibited, that lightning dragon alone would probably have forced him to use everything he had. Not to mention the enormous group of beasts filling the sky and practically occupying the entire arena.

How was he supposed to fight this?

Li Zhenyu cupped his hands and forced out a smile before immediately leaving the arena without even looking back.

Seriously... This person was simply too annoying.

At the same time Li Zhenyu announced his surrender, the referee elder declared, "The match is over. Number Six wins. The random matching will continue."

"Master!" Fu Young, however, directly used spatial movement from the arena and appeared beside Xiao Shou. His eyes sparkled as he looked at him expectantly.

"I won!"

Seeing Fu Young’s incredibly vivid expression, Xiao Shou suddenly felt that perhaps he had misunderstood what happened that day.

Perhaps his beloved disciple had simply been emotionally overwhelmed for a moment and used the wrong way to express himself. Maybe it was not what he had imagined at all.

Perhaps it was because of that peerlessly handsome face that being kissed had caused him to develop a strange misunderstanding.

Look at how naturally Young’er called him Master.

Mm! That must be it!

If that was the case, then he had simply been imagining things.

Thinking about this, Xiao Shou felt extremely embarrassed. He immediately avoided looking at Fu Young, turned his gaze away, and pretended to look into the distance.

With a completely serious expression, he said, "Mm! You worked hard."

"It wasn’t hard at all!"

Master was talking to him! Had he forgiven him? Or did Master also like him and accept his feelings?

The moment he thought of these possibilities, Fu Young felt so happy that his heart seemed to bloom. His entire body felt light and buoyant. Even though he stood completely still, an intense aura of joy seemed to radiate from him, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

Xiao Shou was still deeply immersed in the shame of realizing that he had let his imagination run wild over a careless action by his beloved disciple. He completely failed to notice the change in Fu Young’s aura and even ignored the competitions taking place in the training grounds. He simply sat silently on the jade throne, pretending to watch.

Fu Young, on the other hand, was extremely lively. He answered the various sect masters’ questions politely and respectfully.

From time to time, he would even comment on the performances of the other disciples from Eternal Prosperity’s sect. Even when Xiao Shou responded with only a single word such as "Mm" or "Oh..." he did not mind at all. Throughout the entire time, he looked far too cheerful.

Seeing Fu Young’s behavior, with Xiao Shou treating him so coldly while he remained so enthusiastic and close to his master, and considering Fu Young’s age, comprehension, and other talents, the other sect masters could not help but envy Xiao Shou for having such an excellent disciple. They wished they could somehow lure him into their own sects.

As a result, these sect masters, each of whom was at least several decades older than Fu Young, became even more kind and amiable toward him. Yet they had no idea what was actually going through Fu Young’s mind.

Master’s eyelashes are so long!

That old man is so noisy.

Master’s profile is simply perfect.

That old woman over there is so talkative.

Master’s lips are pink.

That giant bear of a man over there is way too loud.

The way Master frowns is so adorable.

That bearded old man over there speaks so quickly. He is really testing my patience.

Fortunately, they did not possess the mind reading technique of some certain monk. Otherwise, they would definitely have been furious.

Just like that, the day was almost over.

Only the final group of the Soul Transformation stage competition had yet to finish. The two sides were still exchanging attacks, fighting intensely as everyone waited for the match to end. Yet none of them knew that high above them, a baby faced cultivator was bored enough to roll around on the clouds.