Chapter 51  : Chapter 051 The Master of Changyue Tower

Lan Fangyue watched with a mix of amusement and annoyance as the old man and the young man, arm in arm, smirked and chuckled. Their scheming appearances were highly irritating.

At the same time, a doubt rose in Lan Fangyue’s heart. Even though she didn’t know the young man’s name, it was clear that he was no ordinary person. There was a certain magnetic force to him, either making others despise him or quickly becoming friends with them. He truly was a strange character.

Remarkably, even Medicine Elder, the grumpiest person in Changyue Tower, was seen arm in arm with him after only a few moments.

“This guy!”

Remembering how Yang Zhen kept his gaze on her as he went upstairs, Lan Fangyue felt her teeth clench with anger. However, it didn’t matter. He was going to die soon anyway.

Hua Youyue once said that the martial skill called “Wandering Void” was not ordinary. It was a superior skill that contained the essence of the universe. Without special talent, one could hardly comprehend it, let alone master it.

Everyone initially thought this was a myth until many practitioners died suddenly while attempting to understand this martial skill. This made “Wandering Void” a dreaded name among practitioners.

People willingly chose their missions, even if they resulted in death. Their stories became fodder for idle chatter, just another commonplace incident in the life of practitioners in Nether State.

Lan Fangyue cast a glance at Yang Zhen on the water curtain, her feelings complicated. This weirdo wasn’t exactly repulsive. It would be somewhat a pity if he just died like that.

Inside the wooden house, Medicine Elder didn’t find Yang Zhen annoying. On the contrary, he quite liked the lad. “Young people these days know nothing about tea culture,” he said.

“Stop, old man,” Yang Zhen interrupted, “If we start discussing tea, I could talk with you about it all day and night without repeating anything. Would you believe that?”

This gave the old man pause. Wrinkling his eyes, he shot a suspicious look at Yang Zhen. “Kid, you’re pretty arrogant, huh?”

Yang Zhen smirked, “It’s not arrogance, it’s knowledge. I’m here to learn a saint-level martial skill, not to drink tea. Also, I don’t have any Iron Buddha or Pudgy Guanyin tea now, but maybe I can find some for you after my training.” Medicine Elder snorted, “Are you trying to pick up a death mission? Even Hua Youyue couldn’t comprehend that skill. Do you think you can?” Evidently, he held Yang Zhen’s boastful claim in contempt. “Once you die, where am I supposed to find my Pudgy Guanyin?”

“Old man, do you not believe me?”

“No!” Medicine Elder shook his head. Grabbing a handful of his scruffy beard, he replied, “It’s not that I don’t believe you. I really, really, don’t believe you!”

Crash!

Yang Zhen sprayed a mouthful of tea in surprise all over Medicine Elder’s face. Jumping up, he pointed at the elder, “Old man, if I manage to master Wandering Void, will you call me ‘boss’?”

“Hmph, not just ‘boss’, I’m willing to even call you ‘master’!”

“Fine, you said it yourself. Swear on your inner demons!”

“My word is as good as gold. You can ask anyone – when have I ever reneged on something I promised?” Medicine Elder said, looking nose-high in the air, an expression of arrogance on his face.

“Fine, remember what you said.” Yang Zhen glanced at the corner and winked, “Miss Lan, be my witness!”

Lan Fangyue, who had been watching in shock, jumped. Wide-eyed, she blurted, “You see me?”

Quickly realizing her mistake, she laughed at herself, murmuring, “How could he see me? This is a one-way water screen.”

Medicine Elder looked at Yang Zhen in surprise. “Kid, what’s your name?”

“Yang Zhen!” Yang Zhen replied nonchalantly. “So, when do we start?”

“You’re really eager to die, aren’t you?” Medicine Elder shook his head, sorrowful but gloating. “Wait a couple of days. It’s not that simple to open the secret room. Good news is Hua Girl is returning soon. Maybe she’ll help you survive.”

“Even without her, I’ll survive. Ok, two days then. Are meals provided here?”

The question made Medicine Elder’s beard bristle. He managed to suppress the urge to kick Yang Zhen out, glaring at him. “Meals are provided!”

“That’s great, so, how many dishes and soups do you serve? What’s the main meal? I might be a little picky.”

“Yang Zhen!” Medicine Elder jumped up in rage. “Get out of here!”

Yang Zhen immediately ducked and quickly walked towards the door.

“Wait!”

Buzz!

Feeling a surge of energy, Yang Zhen turned around only to see Medicine Elder had already blocked his way.

“You sneaky little jerk, you deliberately provoked me to make me forget the time so you could leave. When I was cheating and swindling people, you were still playing in the mud.”

Stunned, Yang Zhen raised his hands in defense. “Too scary, too scary!”

“You’re scared, huh? Now talk! If you fail, what then?” Medicine Elder gloated.

“Fail? What fail?”

“You…” Medicine Elder choked on his tea and coughed, “the Wandering Void skill. What if you… fail to master it?”

“Tsk. How could I fail?” Yang Zhen strode off, calling over his shoulder, “You better start practicing how to call me ‘master’, old man!”

“You little rascal, stop!” Medicine Elder ran after him, but both men stopped abruptly when a cry of alarm rose from the crowd. “Oh no, my medicine!”

With that, Medicine Elder made an abrupt mid-air turn and rushed back upstairs, leaving Yang Zhen alone to face the crowd.

Two days later, exciting news spread among the crowd outside Changyue Tower. Well before the appointed time, throngs of people had already gathered around the tower’s secret room.

“Have you heard? Yang Zhen upset Medicine Elder so much that the elder promised to call Yang his ‘master’ if Yang were successful in mastering the skill!”

“Shh, Medicine Elder’s temper is legendary! Even Ding Keqi has to be respectful in front of him. Watch what you say!”

“Do you think Yang Zhen would succeed?”

“Him?” A man beside them scoffed, “You think too much! Have we come to watch that madman Yang Zhen?”

“Huh? Isn’t that why we’re here?”

The man burst into laughter, “Technically, yes. We’re here to see how Yang Zhen dies. But most people here didn’t come for Yang Zhen.”

“Then, what did you all come to see?”

What could be more interesting than seeing Yang Zhen?

Suddenly, the buzzing crowd fell silent. The abrupt transition from clamor to quiet was surprising to many.

However, everyone soon forgot their confusion. All necks strained to see the entrance of Changyue Tower.

The door of Changyue Tower opened, and a group of people slowly stepped out. The leader was a woman in a plain, long dress. Her clean, elegant figure was not concealed by her flowing garment.

The woman’s body was long and lean, with striking curves. Neither did the veil mask her youthful beauty.

Although there was no elemental fluctuation around her, when she stepped out of Changyue Tower, the world seemed to light up for a moment.

In response, people swiftly swallowed their saliva nervously.

“It’s the Flower Tower Master! The Flower Tower Master has really returned!”

A sudden exclamation resonated from the crowd, and the venue erupted in excitement..