C297 Tang Xiaoyue(2)

Disciple number seven was considered top-tier within the inner sect, but in the Heavenly Martial Realm, such talent wasn't uncommon. Even those without affiliation, who could become Heavenly Martial Seeds, were undoubtedly renowned in their homeland. Of course, exceptions like Woo Zhengyang and Moh Lunhui stood out; they had only recently transitioned from the outer to the inner sect.

Woo Zhengyang's ranking was still beyond two hundred, and given Moh Lunhui's disposition, he likely wasn't interested in challenging others, so his rank wasn't high either.

Woo Zhengyang was at a loss for how to respond to Tang Xiaoyue's conversation, managing only an awkward smile and a "Hello." Tang Xiaoyue, unfazed, pressed on, "Rumor has it you're not just an alchemist but also an array master who once took down the heads of twenty-five families. Is that true?"

"Tang, we're opponents right now," Woo Zhengyang reminded her helplessly.

"Oh, come on! I wouldn't dare be your opponent. You know the saying about not crossing the river. We can be friends! You on your side, me on mine, chatting as we go. Isn't that nice?"

Woo Zhengyang wasn't in the mood for small talk. He checked his badge; aside from Tang Xiaoyue, who was just across the water, there were no other Heavenly Martial Seeds nearby.

"Friends from the outer city? Sister Lan, Sister Hua, can you see me? I'm with Woo Zhengyang, the madman!" Woo Zhengyang didn't respond to Tang Xiaoyue, but she cheerfully called out to the sky.

Outside the Heavenly Martial Realm, both the inner and outer cities witnessed the scene, their expressions a mix of surprise and amusement. Especially the leader of the Snowfall Sect, a striking middle-aged woman, who was visibly upset, biting her lip in frustration at her disciple's antics.

But, as they say, birds of a feather flock together. Some people were laughing so hard they covered their faces, while others were cheering with excitement. Among them, two young women holding candied apples were the most animated, waving their treats and shouting, "We saw it, we saw it..."

No doubt, these were Xiaoyue's fellow disciples, Lan and Hua. The people in Heavenly Martial City were thoroughly entertained by Xiaoyue's antics.

Meanwhile, inside the Heavenly Martial Realm, Woo Zhengyang was at a loss for words. This girl's carefree nature was on par with Nie Fengyu's. Yet, Woo Zhengyang couldn't help but admire her. Everyone has their own approach to life, and maintaining one's attitude regardless of time or place is a kind of mastery.

"Woo Zhengyang, what level are you at now? Should I call you Senior Brother or Junior Brother?" Xiaoyue persisted in her questioning.

"Just call me by my name!"

If anyone else had asked, Woo Zhengyang would have been cautious. Of course, most wouldn't be so direct in probing. But regardless, Woo Zhengyang couldn't reveal the truth. Xiaoyue might have asked innocently, but many were interested in the answer.

As Woo Zhengyang anticipated, when Tang Xiaoyue posed that question, nearly everyone’s attention was drawn to them. The Heavenly Martial Realm isn't vast, but with over a hundred people present, it's challenging to keep track of everything, let alone hear every conversation. To catch a specific area's sounds, one needs to connect the finer meridians of the Purple Palace and focus intensely, a skill mastered by only a few martial artists.

Because of this, each year at the Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Association, a unique profession emerges: the Sound Transmitter. These martial artists use special artifacts and formations to broadcast the sounds they capture, allowing even Martial Disciples to listen in, for a fee of some Essence Stones.

In previous years, the Sound Transmitters would cover different areas evenly. However, this year, more than half of them focused on the area where Woo Zhengyang and Moh Lunhui were. The rest were centered around the four great talents and the four minor talents.

Tang Xiaoyue wasn't initially on anyone's radar until she crossed paths with Woo Zhengyang, capturing everyone's attention. Unexpectedly, her peculiar actions left a lasting impression, leading to an increasing number of people tuning into the conversations in her and Woo Zhengyang's area. At one point, up to 80% of the Sound Transmitters were broadcasting their dialogue.

The audacious Woo Zhengyang, the enigmatic Moh Lunhui, and the unassuming Nie Fengyu. Following these three, Tang Xiaoyue's name is destined to spread across the four nations due to the Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Association, always bringing laughter whenever mentioned.

To outsiders, Tang Xiaoyue is a breath of fresh air, a delightful distraction before the battle feast begins. However, for Woo Zhengyang, caught in the thick of it, Tang Xiaoyue is a persistent challenge, bombarding him with bizarre questions he can hardly answer.

The most frustrating part is that, aside from this river, Woo Zhengyang hasn't found any other notable landmarks. The current state of the Heavenly Martial Realm is clear to the spectators, but for the Heavenly Martial Seeds within, it's all about navigating the unknown. A river cutting through the realm is the most memorable feature they have.

So, Woo Zhengyang continues to endure Tang Xiaoyue's relentless questioning...