bookpub Chapter 10 Deacon Guo called me in for a private talk
Chapter 10 Deacon Guo called me in for a private talk
Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered inwardly.
Under his compound eyes, he could see two level-two spirit sprouts talking in that direction, glancing at him furtively as if hoping he would hear them.
"Someone wanted to stir up Zhao Mingtong's dissatisfaction with me in private and find fault with me, so they deliberately arranged for these people to spread the rumor that I am faster than him."
"Hehe, this person probably doesn't know that the reason I put so much effort into showcasing my skills in the training ground last night was to provoke Zhao Mingtong's fighting spirit!"
At this moment, a few dozen steps further away, a long-faced boy wearing a brand-new Level 3 Spirit Sprout outfit sat opposite Zhao Mingtong and spoke in a low voice.
"Junior Brother Zhao, don't take those ignorant brats' words to heart. How could a mere second-level spiritual sprout from the countryside possibly be faster than you in terms of movement?"
Wang Yan narrowed his eyes again.
Because there was a hint of cunning in the corner of the long-faced boy's eyes.
This isn't comforting Zhao Mingtong at all; it's clearly stirring up trouble!
At this moment, Huo Erdan suppressed his smile, frowned, and leaned closer to whisper, "Yanzi, you have to be careful. Zhao Mingtong is always petty. If he hears someone say that, he might come and challenge you to a match."
Wang Yan's eyes flickered, and he said confidently, "If he wants to come, then let's have a match!"
If it were just a matter of chasing and dodging, it wouldn't necessarily mean that Wang Yan would lose!
Zhao Mingtong, sitting to the side, had a gloomy face. After looking around the cafeteria, he angrily looked in this direction and his gaze landed on Wang Yan's face, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Their eyes met, and Wang Yan deliberately raised his chin arrogantly at Zhao Mingtong.
Zhao Mingtong's pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze instantly blazing as if doused with oil, and then suddenly "thump."
With a thud, he slammed down his chopsticks, jumped up from the table, kicked aside the wooden chair blocking his way, and strode over to him.
The spirit sprouts at the surrounding tables were startled by the two loud noises and all trembled, then looked over nervously.
"Look, Zhao Mingtong went to find Wang Yan!"
"Does Zhao Mingtong want to compete with Wang Yan here?"
Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
Wang Yan looked at the long-faced boy again, and met his smug gaze.
Wang Yan sneered inwardly.
"Does he think I've really become arrogant?"
In a few breaths, Zhao Mingtong was standing in front of Wang Yan's desk, looking down at him with arrogance in his eyes: "Wang Yan, I know you're going to the Temple of Learning to write calligraphy later, so I won't tire you out. When you come back from the Temple of Learning to Write, I want to have a competition with you to see who's faster!"
His voice was quite loud, and the Spirit Sprouts at the next few tables heard it, exclaiming in unison, "Wow, Zhao Mingtong really challenged Wang Yan to a duel!"
"Zhao Mingtong isn't fighting him now; he's quite magnanimous! Do you think Wang Yan will agree?"
"Probably? If he doesn't agree, Wang Yan would really be a coward!"
Wang Yan feigned surprise as he glanced at the long-faced boy in the distance, whose lips were already slightly upturned, then looked at Huo Erdan, whose face was full of anxiety, and then frowned: "Senior Brother Zhao, you're not upset because I beat Zhu Siniu last night, are you?"
Zhao Mingtong frowned: "Enough nonsense, are you going to compete or not?"
"Alright!" Wang Yan hesitated deliberately for a moment before nodding, "Let's compete! But only in dodging, I won't fight you!"
Zhao Mingtong's brow immediately relaxed with satisfaction: "Remember to eat more, don't go hungry and lack energy!"
He walked back to his seat with a cold face and an arrogant air.
"Yanzi, are you really going to compete with him?" Huo Erdan, sitting at the same table, asked nervously, "Zhao Mingtong has mastered all the inner sect's combat techniques, he's very powerful. Even among the third-level spirit sprouts, only Di Nan can beat him!"
"He chased, I dodged; it wasn't a direct confrontation, what's there to be afraid of!" Wang Yan said calmly, then glanced disdainfully at the long-faced boy still at the table, and asked Huo Erdan, "Hey, do you recognize that guy at the same table as him?"
"He's Zhong Jinghuo, who's slightly inferior to Di Nan!" Huo Erdan glanced at him and immediately answered blankly.
Wang Yan's gaze sharpened.
This statement has already revealed a lot of information.
"Okay, let's eat quickly."
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Wang Yan and Huo Erdan lined up outside the Temple of Learning Gods, preparing to enter the temple to learn how to write the character "神" (god).
Before he could even finish a cup of tea, the door to the adjacent steward's room suddenly opened, and Guo Rongjin walked out expressionlessly. He beckoned to him, "Wang Yan, come in!"
Feeling the puzzled or confused gazes of the many level-two spirit sprouts around him, Wang Yan whispered something to Huo Erdan, walked over calmly, followed Guo Rongjin into the lounge, and then carefully closed the door in front of everyone.
Guo Rongjin then looked him up and down with his hands behind his back and asked leisurely.
"I checked your record of divine characters; you haven't learned many third-tier divine characters yet, have you?"
Wang Yan recalled the conversation he overheard yesterday and roughly understood, but he still pretended not to understand and quickly nodded: "Yes!"
A hint of smugness flashed in Guo Rongjin's eyes: "Then let's try the third-tier 'Fusion' divine character first. The 'Fusion' in 'fusion'."
Is that all?
Wang Yan feigned a slight surprise, then nodded in agreement: "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Guo. I will remember it. I will try out the character 'Fusion' today."
Guo Rongjin nodded in satisfaction, then pointed at him and said, "It's not just the character '融' (rong) in '神' (shen), but also the character '医' (yi) in '仁医峰' (renyifeng), the character '细' (xi) in '细细' (xixì), and the character '炼' (lian) in '火炼峰' (huolianfeng). You can try writing one of them in the near future."
Well, this person practically said it outright.
Wang Yan felt much more at ease, then feigned surprise and slightly opened his mouth: "Ah? Uncle Guo, you really think highly of me!"
Guo Rongjin's eyes held a hint of helplessness: "Kid, you managed to write the character 'Nai' (耐, meaning patience/endurance) by sheer luck this time, which has attracted a lot of attention! While this luck is still going strong, work harder and write more key characters like 'Shen' (神, meaning spirit/divine energy). It will definitely benefit your future development!"
That is!
I can now write all the characters for "god," and there are definitely many benefits to it.
Wang Yan thought to himself, then calmly replied, "Okay, I will definitely write these characters for 'god' as soon as possible."
Seeing Guo Rongjin's relaxed expression and a sense of satisfaction at his potential, Wang Yan bowed to Guo Rongjin again: "Then this disciple will go and write the character 'divine'!"
As soon as he stepped out of the hall, Huo Erdan, who had already taken a few steps forward, waved to him: "Come quick, I'm here!"
Wang Yan strode over and once again felt the envious or curious gazes of the surrounding spirit sprouts.
"You're really something!" After he joined the line, Huo Erdan muttered, "That senior uncle hasn't called anyone else this past year!"
Wang Yan smiled slightly: "Queue up properly!"
They lined up, handed over their disciple nameplates, followed the flowing light into the hall, and wrote the second-tier divine character.
An hour later, four new second-tier divine characters were written. Wang Yan, who was sweating profusely from the effort, then tried to write "Fusion".
Half an hour later, he wrote a few strokes of the character "融" while trembling and sweating profusely, and was then carried away by the light to the grass outside.
"Fail for two days first, then succeed, and no one will doubt me!"
After another half cup of tea, Wang Yan, who was lying in the grass, felt that he had regained some strength. He resisted the urge to continue lying in the sun, slowly got up, took a lingering look at the half-withered and half-green grass, and strode away. He returned to his thatched hut without stopping.
Huo Erdan, who had returned earlier, had just hung up the washed clothes to dry when he immediately closed the door and asked in a low voice, "What does Deacon Guo want with you? Did someone from the inner sect come looking for you?"