(Well, this other surnamed Wang isn’t wrong…)
Knowing Long Hua’s identity ahead of time, the harshness of Qing Yue’s stare is noticeably less.
However—
(This surnamed Long always has that light in his eyes that says something along the lines of— “everyone here is trash, other than me.”)
(Come to think of it, surnamed Long does feel a bit off…)
The same cannot be said for Shao Tianming and Wang Yongning, whose eyes are filled with doubt.
“…”
Being the center of attention, Long Hua inwardly thought—
“Screw you and your 18 generations’ worth of ancestors. Oh? Accidently let my thoughts slip.”
Not minding this minor slip-up one bit, Long Hua goes on to say—
“My true surname is Nian, nian as in end of the year; hence, my actual name is Nian Hua, I’m a Long Yue family clansman.”
Hearing this slanderous lie, Qing Yue—who is situated at the far back, widens her eyes with utter disgust.
“S-”
Just as Qing Yue is about to say something, Tian Cheng opens her eyes, and turns her head to the side—to give the former a brief glance, which immediately causes Qing Yue to turn silent.
“…”
Closing her eyes, a subtle smile of ill-intent appears on Tian Cheng’s face—prior to her returning to stuff her storage pouch with more items.
“Also…”
Taking out a silver medallion that is shaped like a coin with the Zhen family’s crest imprinted on its center, Long Hua goes on to say—
“I’m also acquainted with New Moon Village.”
This time, it is Shao Tianming and Wang Yongning’s turn to be shocked. According to what they know of New Moon Village, it is a powerful organization that even the executives of their hall must talk to with utmost respect.
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As for the Long Yue family, there’s minor records that claim this family to possess ties to the Immortals in some way, but further details aren’t something that core members of their status have access to.
Towards this claim, Qing Yue thought—
(The hell?! Why is his silver?! Mother only got a bronze medallion! This favoritism is a bit much, isn’t it?!)
Confusion is rather evident on Ye Chen, Li Xue, and Yu Ji’s faces, since their brains have yet to catch up to the changing situation. However, the bit that Long Hua had said about his connections to the Long Yue family is enough to shave off most of their doubts.
“New Moon Village? I’ve no clue what that place is.”
Despite saying this, Wang Bei Mu can’t help but feel like the crest that is on the medallion is somewhat familiar.
Storing the medallion away, Long Hua thought—
(So, he doesn’t know about New Moon Village? Seems like I’ve wasted my effort in trying to pull Zhen-laoban into my made-up backstory. …No, the look on surnamed Shao and knock-off Immortal’s face seems to be worth something.)
Shrugging his shoulders, Long Hua continues to say—
“That should be more than enough to answer any doubts about my identity; however, surnamed Wang, you still haven’t answered for yours.”
“…”
With the situation reserved, everyone turns their attention to Wang Bei Mu.
“Hmph.”
Dropping all pretense, Wang Bei Mu openly rotates his cultivation base, and sensing the air that is unique to practitioners, everyone’s expression turns solemn.
“An Immortal indeed.”
Towards Long Hua’s taunting expression, Wang Bei Mu says—
“Come then, ignorant Sinners, I’ll let you have the first move!”
“…”
Not a single person responded to Wang Bei Mu’s words, as they continued to stand in place without moving, to which, the former asks—
“…What? Are you all that afraid of me?”
“Dumbass. Someone put you in that casket for a reason, who would be stupid enough to break you out of it?”
“…”
In response to Shao Tianming’s words, Wang Bei Mu’s expression darkens, but rather quickly his attention shifts to Tian Cheng.
Preparing himself to make a charge, Wang Bei Mu rotates his Foundation Establishment realm cultivation base fiercely, while Long Hua thought—
(Foundation Establishment realm, is it? If there’s no one here, I’d actually like to see just how capable my Earthen Manifestation realm cultivation base is when compared to the standard.)
*Thud! Thud! Thud!* suddenly, everyone other than Long Hua and Tian Cheng, falls onto the ground, causing Wang Bei Mu to think—
(Uh? When did I become this powerful? Just the rotation of my cultivation base was enough to cause most of them to faint?)
Towards the situation, Wang Bei Mu widens his eyes in astonishment.
Rather quickly, his astonishment turns into joy, and just as a bit of Wang Bei Mu’s Nascent Soul emerges from his flesh and blood body with the intent to charge towards Tian Cheng—
“Uh? What’s happening?”
Finding himself incapable of movement, Wang Bei Mu feels an odd chill running down his spine.
[My masterpiece, I’ve finished creating for you a proper testing ground; there you may attempt to tame your new fangs and claws.]
“…!”
Recognizing this voice to be the same one who had asked him whether or not he wished for an evolution, Long Hua raises his head upwards, and—
*…!!!* a miniature sun seems to have manifested above the area, and with it, the feeling of being lifted off the ground is simultaneously experienced by Long Hua, Tian Cheng, and Wang Bei Mu!