The teenager claiming to be from Wudang spoke with a voice as resonant as tal and stone, carrying a hint of sothing not belonging to humans.
As soon as he spoke, netizens around the world in the livestream exploded.
"Wudang? I thought he would say he’s Zhang Sanfeng..."
"Sa here!"
"Have you read too many online stories where mythical figures co to life? If this guy really claid to be Zhang Junbao, it would definitely be fake! Before this year, there weren’t even any Extraordinary Ones on Earth..."
"You guys have such wild imaginations!"
"That’s right! Even if renowned mountains and rivers ca back to life and turned into human forms, it would be more likely than ancient people waking up from their slumber!"
"Although it’s not quite what I imagined, for so reason, it feels like the world has beco more interesting!"
"Friends from China, can you help explain? I really can’t understand! What is special about this person who claims to be from Wudang?"
"Here’s how it is... huh? It’s a Japanese person? Never mind then. No need to explain, Little Japan, get out!"
"Why so aggressive? Profound Immortal and Prophet are friends, so Japan and China should be friends too."
"Haha, that really made laugh. I thought, Zhao Guanlan may be a jerk, but he’s a tough guy with charisma and backbone, and besides, he’s from Cangming Star, what’s he got to do with Japan?"
In the livestream section of the Earth Super Forum, the barrage of comnts exploded instantaneously, and the frequency of comnts from Chinese and Japanese netizens surged several tis over.
These events taking place in the online world had no impact whatsoever on the situation atop Wudang Mountain.
After simply answering Li Xing’s question, the robe-clad youth claiming to be from Wudang no longer looked at him and instead turned around, slowly strolling towards Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan.
Ten ters...
Seven ters...
Five ters...
Closer, even closer.
Although the robe-clad youth seed calm, with a gentle tone, unlikely to be an enemy and most likely a friend, Li Xing, who was a photographer, still felt anxious.
If you ask why...
Perhaps it’s because this "Wudang" has a mysterious origin and an overwhelming presence, enough to rival Zhao Guanlan and Ma Ran?
Facing such a being, Li Xing was well aware that if the other party harbored malice, perhaps just a glance could injure him.
Finally, the robe-clad youth arrived before Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan, shook open his wide sleeves, clasped his hands in salute, and bowed deeply.
"Today’s transformation of Wudang, all thanks to the two elder brothers!"
These words served as an official announcent, directly ending the debates among so of the netizens in the livestream regarding the origin of the robe-clad youth.
So people quieted down, and so felt triumphant, as if they had won a great victory.
However...
The end of one topic often ans the start of a new one.
Wudang using "two elder brothers" to refer to Zhao Guanlan and Ma Ran was clearly the starting point of a new topic, and many noticed the subtle wording, imdiately transforming into Wise Ones to analyze it in the livestream.
"Zhao Guanlan is an old monster; as the third-generation Controller of Cangming Star, who knows how long he’s lived, so calling him ’big brother’ from Wudang Mountain isn’t entirely wrong, but... what’s with Ma Ran?"
"Tsk, don’t you get it! The Prophet, through the power of Limited Foreknowledge, has insight into the past, present, and future, existing in a dinsion of life beyond normal human understanding. You could say his age is ’infinite’!"
"Stop babbling nonsense! You’re just making stuff up!"
"I actually find a previous UK netizen’s Secret Realm theory more reasonable! Mr. Ma Ran might have discovered so Secret Realm, where cultivating for a thousand days only equates to a single day passing in the outside world! That’s why he could pioneer the Burning Martial system and evolve the originally weak Inner Qi to the Twenty Ranks, and even transform it into Star Power!"
"Even though your wild ideas are a bit outrageous, I support the Prophet as the big brother and the Profound Immortal as the second brother!"
To be honest, Ma Ran quite liked these netizens.
They always managed to steer public opinion and help Ma Ran perform his scripts at critical monts.
Sotis, the success of a play doesn’t just depend on the leading actors; it also has a close relationship with the audience.
As the robe-clad youth continued moving, the discussions among netizens gradually thinned out.
Because, this teenager claiming to be from Wudang had co before the Profound Immortal and the Prophet, and besides the verbal gratitude, he clearly had other tasks to accomplish.
The plot had reached a critical point!
With a slight upward curl of his lips, the robe-clad youth softly swung his robes.
Puff...
A gentle breeze swept through.
Three large green stone bowls floated in front of the three of them!
Each bowl contained an amber-colored liquid, condensed and concentrated with endless brilliance.
"Elder brothers, this is the Brotherhood Wine that little brother specially prepared, please enjoy."
He was not making a suggestion, it was as if he was stating an objective reality in a declarative tone.
The sa action, if almost any other human on Earth were to do it, would seem impolite.
After all...
This is the most typical "forcefully making decisions for others."
Brotherhood Wine? Who are you? Why should we drink this stuff with you?
Yet, Wudang’s deanor was very special, and saying these words didn’t co across as abrupt; instead, it gave off a feeling of being bathed in a warm spring breeze, as if embodying the Dao, uniting Heaven and Man, preventing any negative feelings.
As the robe-clad youth spoke, he reached out and gently picked a green stone bowl, drinking the amber liquid in one gulp.
With a casual toss, the green stone bowl rged into the mountain, vanishing without a trace in an instant, as if it had never existed.
The rich aroma of wine perated the scene.
His movents were suave, his deanor calm and neat.
This bore so resemblance to Ma Ran.
Clearly, Zhao Guanlan was not of the sa kind.
After all, when the Profound Immortal and the Prophet sparred earlier, splitting the sky and shattering the heavens as the Emperor’s Liquid spilled all over Wudang Mountain, Zhao Guanlan revealed his true form—aside from a head that resembled a human’s, the rest of his body was shrouded in black mist, exuding a gloomy atmosphere, more akin to a ghost than a living person!
Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan didn’t look at each other, both took a bowl of amber wine without saying a word, downing it in one go.
Within Wudang Mountain, the misty purple aura beca increasingly rich and vibrant.
These violet auras danced like living elves, leaping joyfully, and poured into the bodies of Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan.
Always acting as the photographer, Li Xing, witnessing this scene, finally couldn’t contain his excitent and blurted out, "A bond ford with the famous mountain, the fortunes are linked!"
"According to incomplete statistics..."
"The number of Extraordinary Ones on Earth has now reached sixteen billion!"
"On the Earth Super Forum, many are complaining about there being too many monks and too little gruel, lacking fortuitous encounters and resources, making it hard to advance their cultivation."
"Now, the Prophet and the Profound Immortal have provided the right answer, placing it before everyone."
"No fortuitous encounters?"
"Then create fortuitous encounters!"
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