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As the saying goes, one should not hit the face when striking someone, nor should one reveal their shortcomings when scolding them. Zhang Bin's current situation is a perfect example of having his flaws exposed. His strong vanity led him to use Ye Tian as a pretext to bolster his image in others' eyes, but unexpectedly, he ended up shooting himself in the foot. Not only was he seen through by others, but his already poor reputation is likely to decline even further.
The Young Disciple named Chen Wen studied under the same elder as Zhang Bin. Previously, Chen Wen had been "educated" by Zhang Bin due to his complaints about feeling frustrated and unfulfilled. Their conflict stemmed from this incident, so when the opportunity arose, Zhang Bin wasted no time in trying to take advantage of it. Thus, the situation escalated to this point.
The reason behind Zhang Bin's actions is his love for face. The more someone values their image, the less they can tolerate being embarrassed. Therefore, feeling exposed by Chen Wen, Zhang Bin became furious and smashed Ye Tian's teapot in a fit of rage.
Crash...
The teapot was hurled to the ground and shattered into several pieces. At that moment, Zhang Bin's expression shifted naturally from embarrassment to anger. He then spat out two words and glared at Ye Tian, exclaiming, "You serve guests with this kind of tea?!"
Ye Tian was taken aback by Zhang Bin's words and actions, momentarily at a loss for what to say.
Chen Wen, witnessing this scene, was shocked and realized that he had indeed looked down on Zhang Bin. The fact that Zhang Bin smashed the teapot belonging to the Lord's direct disciple without facing any consequences indicated that their relationship was exceptionally close.
"Since you are not serving guests properly, let's leave!" Zhang Bin urged Chen Wen to put down the items on the table and then unceremoniously dragged him away.
As they left, Zhang Bin felt as if his heart was in his throat. His earlier act of smashing the teapot was purely an impulsive reaction driven by anger. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to dazzle Ye Tian with exaggerated acting and successfully made his escape during that moment of confusion.
In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared from sight. Ye Tian stood there innocently for a while before sitting down in frustration. He then picked up the cup of tea he had yet to drink and took a careful sip.
Ye Tian truly could not understand why Zhang Bin would act this way. Logically speaking, how could Zhang Bin dare to misbehave in front of him? Moreover, judging by Zhang Bin's expression, it looked as if he had consumed poison. This led Ye Tian to suspect that there might be an issue with his tea leaves.
After tasting it, Ye Tian frowned deeply. Although the tea's fragrance did not reach the level of fine tea, it was certainly not unpleasant; it was more than sufficient for entertaining an ordinary disciple.
"Zhang Bin!" A surge of anger suddenly welled up within Ye Tian. The saying goes, "Good people are often bullied; gentle horses are often ridden." After being courteous first, he ended up being treated like a fool!
How could Ye Tian endure this? At this moment, he was not only furious at Zhang Bin's behavior but also felt that his intelligence had been insulted.
When it came to scheming and calculating, Ye Tian had never lost. He never expected to be outsmarted by someone like Zhang Bin today. The reason for this was that Ye Tian had never taken him seriously.
Being outmaneuvered by someone he deemed insignificant was a rather unpleasant feeling.
Thinking of this, Ye Tian sprang into action, unleashing the Yuqi Tayan Jue. With each leap, he appeared at least twenty zhang away.
This speed was far superior to the Skyward Martial Arts commonly used by the Cloud Rolling Sect. It didn't take long for Ye Tian to spot the figures of Zhang Bin and Chen Wen.
At this moment, the two had already traveled about ten miles, but Zhang Bin was still uneasy and did not retract his Skyward Martial Arts. He kept glancing back nervously, fear written all over his face.
Chen Wen looked at Zhang Bin in confusion, unable to fathom that Zhang Bin's earlier actions were merely an attempt to save face.
"Brother Zhang, could you slow down a bit?" Chen Wen had just entered the Mountain Gate and was quite unskilled in controlling the Skyward Martial Arts. Moreover, his own strength was relatively low, so after rushing ahead, he began to experience a delay in the operation of his Martial Origin Power.
Zhang Bin shot him a disdainful glance and coldly snorted, "Stop dragging your feet."
Anger surged within Chen Wen, but he remembered how Zhang Bin dared to throw a teapot belonging to a direct disciple of the Lord. It was better not to provoke him.
"Then Brother Zhang can go ahead first. I really can't keep up," Chen Wen said as he stopped his footsteps, panting heavily. His chest rose and fell violently; this situation was quite dangerous because his breath was insufficient for such intense movement. If he forced himself any further, he might injure his lungs.
"I can't wait for you," Zhang Bin pretended to be indifferent. At this moment, he too felt quite exhausted but had no choice but to continue fleeing due to the fear of Ye Tian catching up.
At this point, Ye Tian had already closed the distance to over a hundred zhang from the two. Given their speed comparison, it wouldn't take long before Ye Tian could easily catch up with Zhang Bin.
The distance of a hundred zhang wasn't far at all, so Zhang Bin quickly noticed Ye Tian pursuing them. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately turned to run faster than before.
Chen Wen did not turn around, so he did not notice Ye Tian. After seeing Zhang Bin in a panic, he turned back in confusion.
"Ye Tian..." By the time Chen Wen turned around, Ye Tian had already completed two leaps again, covering the distance of over forty zhang almost in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Chen Wen finally understood why Ye Tian was a direct disciple of the Lord. Although they were similar in age, the gap in their strength was simply too vast.
In his view, Zhang Bin's speed was already very fast, to the point where he could not keep up. Yet Ye Tian was able to catch up even after they had already covered more than ten miles. This phenomenon clearly demonstrated the disparity between the two.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind swept past his ear, and then Ye Tian's figure whizzed by Chen Wen, reappearing twenty zhang away in an instant.
"The gap..." Chen Wen murmured in a daze, picturing in his mind that if Ye Tian were to attack him, not to mention blocking or counterattacking, would he even have a chance to evade?
Just as Chen Wen was lost in thought, the sound of breaking air rang out again.
Chen Wen looked up and saw Ye Tian had returned right in front of him.
"Do you know where Zhang Bin lives?" Ye Tian asked with a frown, puzzled by the strange expression on Chen Wen's face.
"Are you a Martial Unity Definition?" Chen Wen responded with a question that did not answer Ye Tian.
"What?" Ye Tian was taken aback by the question and shook his head. "No."
"Ninth-Dan Martial Artist?" Chen Wen asked again, hoping for a positive response from Ye Tian because he wanted a reasonable explanation for Ye Tian's strength being several times greater than his own.
"No... Do you know where Zhang Bin's residence is or not?" Ye Tian said somewhat displeased. He was currently in a bad mood and had no patience to maintain politeness while angry.
True strong individuals never boast about their abilities, yet their every gesture and movement inevitably reveals an aura of strength.
Although Ye Tian was not yet considered a strong person, he already possessed a considerable presence.
The slightly displeased aura he emitted made Chen Wen's heart tremble, and he soon awakened from his feelings of disappointment and envy.
"I can find it..." Chen Wen nodded, not daring to say anything more.
"Thank you for leading the way," Ye Tian said with a slight bow, though it was not in a tone of supplication.
Chen Wen nodded mechanically, almost instinctively agreeing without thinking.
Seeing this, Ye Tian felt a bit guilty, sensing that his actions might be somewhat overbearing. He then spoke to ease the tension: "Why did you ask me about the Martial Master earlier?"
Hearing Ye Tian's tone soften, Chen Wen relaxed slightly and hesitated before asking, "I was just curious, what is your actual strength?"
"Mid-level Three-Stage Martial Artist," Ye Tian replied straightforwardly, not wanting to hide anything. Although many in Cloud Sea Sect had reached the Three-Stage Martial Artist level, he did not feel ashamed of it.
However, Chen Wen's reaction made him question his own strength.
Chen Wen's response was simple—just one word: "Huh?!"
A direct disciple of a Lord only had the strength of a Three-Stage Martial Artist? Considering Li Xun and Thunderstorm, this was indeed hard to accept.
But then he thought of Wine Kid and Cold Moon...
"Ugh, how can I compare myself to a kid and a woman?" Ye Tian silently scolded himself for being pathetic. He then smiled at the stunned Chen Wen and said, "It is indeed a bit low, but what kind of expression is that..."
Chen Wen's reaction amused Ye Tian, which helped to ease the anger he felt from being teased by Zhang Bin. After all, Chen Wen could find Zhang Bin's residence, so Ye Tian was not in a hurry to chase after him. Zhang Bin had seen the situation was unfavorable and had slipped into the dense forest by the roadside, which was also the reason Ye Tian had returned to look for Chen Wen.
"Hey?" Ye Tian called out when he noticed Chen Wen had been lost in thought for too long.
"Three-Stage Martial Artist?!" Chen Wen exclaimed in shock as he was brought back to reality by Ye Tian's voice.
"..." Ye Tian was speechless; in his view, Chen Wen was mocking him for his low strength.
However, the reality was quite different. From Chen Wen's perspective, it was unbelievable that Ye Tian, with the strength of a Three-Stage Martial Artist, could reach such a level.
He did not know what Skyward Martial Arts Ye Tian was using, but he understood how exhausting it was to travel using Skyward Martial Arts. Such consumption was extravagant for someone at the Martial Mastery level; it was akin to wealthy individuals using banknotes for wiping themselves.
Despite such intense expenditure, Ye Tian not only managed to catch up but also showed no signs of exhaustion. This situation was simply impossible for a Three-Stage Martial Artist.
"Are you really a Three-Stage Martial Artist?" Chen Wen pondered for a moment but still found it hard to believe.
"I really am a Three-Stage Martial Artist; there's no reason for me to lie to you," Ye Tian replied with frustration.
Ye Tian's expression when he answered did not seem like that of someone lying. Seeing this, Chen Wen muttered skeptically, "You as a Three-Stage Martial Artist look more like a Sixth-Stage Martial Artist..."
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