"It's okay, if the Sect Leader really comes, I'll call for help. I have to listen to my elders, and the Sect Leader has to listen to his elders, right? Relax, we're sure to win today."
The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.
But just then, they both shivered and immediately moved apart.
Chen Qin sensed her father's presence, while Zhang Ze sensed much more.
He had been hit by the Sect Leader and had seen his uncle unleash his sword...
"How did those two start fighting?"
Turning to look, on the other side of the mountain, Sword Qi shot up like a rainbow.
They were both experts. Chen Qianhu was invincible in the world, but since this was his own territory, he didn't unleash his full power.
Wei Zhuang was the same. Although every sword strike seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, the grass and trees around them were completely unharmed.
So as they fought, they both noticed this.
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"Who is this person?" x2
Wei Zhuang ascended first, and Chen Qianhu closely followed. Both of their cultivation levels surged simultaneously, and their overwhelming presence covered the entire Sword Pavilion of Jing State.
In fact, by this time, the misunderstanding was already resolved, but neither of them had any intention of stopping.
There were three reasons.
First, because a worthy opponent was rare; both were invincible and rarely encountered someone who could match them.
Second, no one else could intervene to stop the fight.
Although they both held back, preventing any impact on the Sword Pavilion below, the area around them had already become a dead zone.
Anyone below Mahayana who approached would surely die.
Thirdly, both of them were feeling somewhat awkward now.
Zhang Ze set up Chen Qianhu without mentioning anything about Wei Zhuang.
And Wei Zhuang had never met Chen Qianhu; back then, Chen Qianhu hadn't even been born.
However, neither of them were fools; they could deduce each other's identity through elimination.
After all, one bore the surname Chen, the other Wei, and there was only one invincible Sect Leader of the Sword Sect and only one lost uncle.
So what could be said now?
"Hey kids, come let your uncle have a look?"
Or, "Good afternoon, uncle, have you eaten?"
This isn't normal for Immortal Cultivation either.
So, let's keep fighting for a while longer.
But soon enough, when the two were fighting in the stratosphere, Chen Qianhu suddenly spoke up.
"That's him!" Wei Zhuang immediately understood.
With that, the two stopped simultaneously, and their figures disappeared.
The area where there was pulling and tugging.
The two big shots appeared in front of Zhang Ze, and Chen Mumu also came over.
After all, this was her Sword Pavilion, and after greeting her own father, Chen Mumu approached behind Chen Qin and pulled her a bit away from Zhang Ze.
Although she didn't know what had happened, her instincts told her someone was about to get a beating.
Wei Zhuang was fine, with a normal expression, but Chen Qianhu looked a bit embarrassed. Even though he had his reasons, this time he was indeed tricked by that boy Zhang Ze.
Just within these few days, how did he manage to get his uncle back?
Who would've thought?
"Speak, what have you been up to?" Chen Qianhu, with much experience, didn't give Zhang Ze a chance to explain, proceeding directly to interrogate him.
"Well, this matter should start from a long, long time ago..." Zhang Ze said with an awkward laugh.
"Ahem." Chen Qianhu gave a light cough, "Start from now."
"Recently, I got kicked a couple of times by a pair of black thermal pants, and then I found your uncle. Yep, that's it."
Chen Qianhu turned back, looking at Wei Zhuang, who now appeared in a childlike state.
Wei Zhuang nodded and then began recounting the incident, but as he spoke, he veered into old stories about the Sect Leader's father and grandfather.
Old Ascender is relative; when someone older than you appears, you become Small Ascender.
"That's how it went..." Wei Zhuang said, "Also, Xiaoqin has reached this age, and managing too much can be counterproductive. You have no idea, back when your grandfather..."
The uncle, being principled, since he had promised Zhang Ze, he had to see it through.
"Ahem, I get it, you don't need to say any more..." Chen Qianhu's expression was somewhat stiff.
And Zhang Ze, Chen Qin, and Chen Mumu rarely saw the Sect Leader's embarrassed face.
Just these three remained rational, resisting the urge to take out their small cameras for pictures.
Chen Qianhu turned back to look at Zhang Ze and his two daughters.
According to the "Old Ascender bullies Small Ascender, and the theorem passes downwards," Chen Qianhu suddenly spoke to Chen Mumu.
"You're not young anymore either, when will you..."
The cold and unfeeling Pavilion Master Mumu was momentarily stunned.
'What's this got to do with me who's just here to watch the show!'
And following the same theorem, Chen Mumu neither responded nor retorted but turned her head to glare directly at Zhang Ze.
'Tricked my little sister, got me scolded, it's all this guy's fault!'
Zhang Ze turned around, only to see Chen Qin looking at him pitifully.
Even if he knew it was an act, no one was bullying her...
Being at the bottom of the food chain at this moment, Zhang Ze truly missed Li immensely.
If only Li were here, that would be great.
Then it could perform the Li Style Dragon Transformation Technique to ease the awkwardness a bit.
Meanwhile, Li was on its way...