Night Without End

Chapter 1538: Chapter 624: Turning Foes into Uncles (Part 2)

Qin Ming corrected, "I am already twenty-three years old, no longer like when I was a young lad."

Li Qingyue’s beautiful eyes looked playfully, "Years pass like water, swiftly flowing away."

Old Furnace said, "You are in your prime, and you have the nerve to lament? If that’s the case, how should I, Old Furnace, continue living?"

Qin Ming, already aware of the events outside, bathed and changed clothes, shedding the bloody scene, he felt refreshed, and strode outside.

After the breakthrough, abundant vitality emanated from his body.

He slightly clenched his fist, and the void seemed to blur and twist; the Heaven Supporting Strength fully integrated made him feel capable of moving mountains.

The gates of Lu Palace were pushed open, Qin Ming and Li Qingyue walked out side by side. In the eyes of the onlookers, the man was handsome as jade, and the lady’s beauty was city-toppling, truly catching the eye.

Instantly, the distant crowd stirred, finally having waited for the main characters to appear.

The gazes of many people suddenly became burning, their emotions surging; they had been waiting for this moment for a long time, ever since Great Saint Zhou arrived in this Earth Realm days ago, they had been anticipating.

"A battle of dragons and tigers is about to unfold!"

"This... although I think the madman is very strong, even somewhat outrageous, compared to those who have truly acquired the title of Great Saint, he’s still far inferior."

"Hmm, I don’t belittle the madman, but this battle... should be a one-sided affair, he indeed cannot match against a Great Saint."

At this moment, one could say that all eyes were on them; even some elders from various Dojos had come, some already knowing the details, others hurriedly coming upon hearing the news.

Even from deep in the night sky, three tufts of blue vapor appeared, transforming into three Furnaces of Eight Trigrams, also coming to watch the battle, overlooking from above.

Zuo Qing spoke up, "Zheng Guang is arrogant, indeed has a reason for pride, difficult for my peers to contend with. However, an individual has appeared who possesses the potential of a Great Saint and a Taoist Venerable, he should not be able to withstand."

Wang Pan said, "Let’s see how long he can hold on, it would give us a measure of the gap between us and a Great Saint."

Several core Saints stood together, whispering.

Qi Lin spoke, "Have you heard? The rumored Hidden Disciple from under our Doushuai Temple’s rule seems to have returned. If he has acquired the title of Taoist Venerable, his achievements might not be below, maybe even above, a Great Saint."

Lu Xunzhen nodded solemnly, in his youth, he had wanted to pursue this title, unfortunately, it was too elusive, too far out of reach for him.

Throughout history, how many people have been able to acquire such a title?

Strictly speaking, the status of a Taoist Venerable is even higher than that of a Great Saint.

Yun Wangshu remained silent, watching the two in the arena, he sharply sensed something was amiss with the situation.

Zhen Gui turned back, showing a gentle smile, said, "Let’s watch the grand scene unfold."

At the same time, his shoulder was given a heavy slap, his little uncle looked at him with a complex expression, then looked at the young man opposite.

Qin Ming’s appearance quickly changed, then instantly reverted.

Zhou Tian naturally caught that change, laughed heartily, and walked towards the pair of young man and woman in front of Lu Palace.

Qin Ming also laughed heartily, leading Li Qingyue to greet them.

At this moment, all sides held their breath, everyone focusing on the key figures in the arena.

Then, everyone was stunned, clearly perceiving the atmosphere was off.

Zhen Gui was right in front, slightly confused, why did his little uncle start laughing in such a carefree manner? Could it be that the madman’s strength was reassuring to his little uncle, making it worthwhile to stretch his muscles?

"Get over here," Zhou Tian scolded.

"Ah?" Zhen Gui’s expression shifted slightly, his intuition sharp, naturally sensing something was wrong, making him feel somewhat panicked.

"What is going on?" From afar, everyone who came to watch, whether young Disciples or elders, were very puzzled.

Zhou Tian said, "Come over and call him Uncle."

"What the...!" Zhen Gui gasped in shock, sensing serious trouble ahead.

As he got closer, he already had an ominous premonition, now suddenly hearing such words, he felt chills all over, his scalp tingling.

He invited his little uncle to come and deal a blow, not to recognize relatives.

That madman had tormented him terribly, he invited a Great Saint, just to suppress this person, how did it turn around to require him to bow down, and even call him Uncle?!

Nearby, many people clearly heard their conversation, also shocked, looking incredulously at the few people ahead.

They knew all too well, Zhen Gui’s recent actions, making no attempts to conceal, intending to leverage the Great Saint’s might to crush the madman, to ease the resentment in his heart.

The grand stage was set, but now it was becoming a family recognition gathering?

Many people empathized deeply, as though they were placed in that awkward situation, fully able to appreciate Zhen Gui’s feelings at that moment, likely wanting to bang his head against the wall.

"Fourth Brother!"

"Brother!"

In front of Lu Palace, Qin Ming and Zhou Tian embraced warmly, a harmonious scene.

Zhou Tian, naturally observant, could instantly see the relationship between Qin Ming and Li Qingyue, smiling, "Is this the sister-in-law? Truly a peerless beauty."

From afar, everyone was in an uproar.

Now what was unclear? These two were old acquaintances, having known each other from early on.

The surrounding was abuzz with chatter, people discussing animatedly.

Zhou Tian scolded his nephew, "My brother still hit you too lightly, come over and pay your respects, call him Uncle!"

Zhen Gui’s head was about to explode, what was this messy relationship? He couldn’t accept it.

He murmured, "Little Uncle, he’s not even older than me."

Zhou Tian, tall and imposing without anger, glared, "He’s still your Uncle."

Zhen Gui felt at a loss in the wind, what was this absurdity? How ridiculous!

He profoundly understood what it meant to lift a stone and drop it on his own foot.

Yet, he was unwilling, how could things evolve to this stage?

From a distance, Zuo Qing’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, she came to watch a great battle, how did it turn into a family drama?

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