Chapter 2075 — A Registered Disciple

This alone was enough to show that Zhang Naipao genuinely cared for Zhong Yongliang and was not the sort to forget where he came from. After all, the Golden Cicada Undergarment was one of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect's treasured heirlooms, a pillar of the sect itself!

True, the sect master had promised back then to bestow it upon Zhang Naipao, but that was only because Zhang Naipao was a core disciple of outstanding talent within the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect. Otherwise, how could such a fine treasure be handed out so freely? Still, for Zhang Naipao to pass the thing on to Zhong Yongliang was no small feat.

Of course, Zhang Naipao had only made that promise because his standing in the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect had risen higher and higher. By now he had all but become the sect's next master, a model for every young disciple.

Even so, persuading the sect master to grant the treasure to an outsider was rather difficult.

"Then thank you, Paozi!" Zhong Yongliang said hurriedly.

"Right, Liang, wait here for me. I'll go beg the sect master!" With that, Zhang Naipao walked out of the room.

After roughly the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Zhang Naipao returned—but this time he was not alone. He came in accompanied by a dignified middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was Zhang Naipao's master, the current sect master of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect.

Whatever means Zhang Naipao had used, he had actually persuaded the sect master of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect to grant the Golden Cicada Undergarment to Zhong Yongliang.

"Liang, this is my master, the current sect master of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect, the Pure Yang Celestial Worthy, and also the old ancestor's closed-door disciple!" Zhang Naipao introduced the middle-aged man to Zhong Yongliang.

"This disciple, Zhong Yongliang, pays his respects to the sect master!" Zhong Yongliang was no fool. Hearing the man's identity, he dropped to his knees at once and bowed with humble reverence.

"Rise. Since you are Naipao's leader in the secular world, there is no need for such formality!" The sect master waved a hand at Zhong Yongliang and spoke mildly.

"Yes! Thank you, sect master!" Zhong Yongliang scrambled to his feet and stood respectfully to one side.

"This Golden Cicada Undergarment was originally a treasured heirloom of my Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect, but I promised it to Naipao long ago. That Naipao would give it to you shows plainly the extraordinary place you hold in his heart!" said the sect master. "So, for Naipao's sake, I shall take you as a registered disciple. That way, with the name of a disciple of the Pure Yang Celestial Worthy upon you, no ordinary power will dare scheme against you. You must know the truth of the saying: an innocent man is guilty by virtue of the jade he carries!"

"This disciple understands. Sect master above, please accept this disciple's bow!" Overjoyed, Zhong Yongliang hastened to acknowledge his master.

He knew well enough that without any backing, if he suddenly produced a fine treasure, never mind the hidden clans—even ordinary cultivation clans would certainly covet it.

But now, with the title of registered disciple of the Pure Yang Celestial Worthy, anyone who dared rob him of his treasure would be crossing the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect, and the offense would be grave indeed! Ordinary clans would not dare, and neither would the hidden clans; as for the ancient sects, even if they knew of the treasure, they could not bring themselves to move against Zhong Yongliang for face's sake.

Unless he ran into a sworn enemy of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect—and at present the sect had no such enemy besides Wei Zhao. On the ancient stage, anyone wishing to make an enemy of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect would first have to weigh their own worth.

"Good. The Golden Cicada Undergarment is bestowed upon you. In a moment I shall also give you a token, the keepsake of a disciple of my Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect. Should anyone make trouble for you, you may show it!" said the sect master.

"Yes, this disciple understands!" Zhong Yongliang said at once.

"Since you are here, stay a few days. Naipao, cultivation also calls for a balance of work and rest. These few days, keep Pinliang company!" The sect master waved a hand. Having taken Zhong Yongliang as a registered disciple, he naturally addressed him warmly as Pinliang. "Show him around our Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect!"

"Yes, sect master!" Zhang Naipao said.

These past days, Han Jingyi did nothing but study pill refining from morning to night. By day she scribbled and sketched on her tablet; at night she often experimented with pill refining until midnight before resting, so that when she rose in the morning she frequently had either rabbit eyes or panda eyes...

Han Jingyi's diligence left Wei Zhao deeply moved. It seemed her obsession with pill refining was truly out of the ordinary!

As for Wang Xinyan, these past few days the first thing she did upon seeing Wei Zhao in the classroom was to take off her trench coat and unbutton the collar of her blouse, or simply wear a wide-necked garment. What astonished Wei Zhao was that she seemed not even to wear a bra anymore, which left him with a sense of guilt.

Several times he wanted to remind Wang Xinyan that going without a bra might spoil the beauty of her figure's development, but he was too embarrassed to bring it up, and in the end, she was doing it so that more of her body fragrance could disperse for his cultivation.

So Wei Zhao felt both grateful and helpless. He did not want Wang Xinyan to suffer any harm on his account.

"Actually... you can wear a bra..." Wei Zhao finally could not help reminding her. "It was already fine before. There is no need to go out of your way..."

"I... I don't know what you mean..." Wang Xinyan's face flushed. "It's just that my old bras were a size too small, and I... I haven't gone to buy new ones yet."

Naturally, Wang Xinyan would not admit what her real purpose was, so she made her excuse.

"Heh, I know..." Wei Zhao said, though he himself was not sure what he knew.

The next day, however, Wang Xinyan did wear a bra again—only the garment beneath her trench coat had become a rather loose large T-shirt. Perhaps this way the scent of her body could spread even better...

Zhang Duopan and Fan Ganhe had temporarily vanished from sight. Bai Weituo made inquiries and found that the two had not quieted down—they had been bitten by a lion and gone straight to the hospital! A chunk of flesh had been bitten off, and since neither was eager to attend class, what could be better than an excuse to skip school and rest a few days?

As for You Panhu, he had been quite subdued, no longer pestering Wei Zhao with talk of those two medicinal cauldrons. It seemed the matter no longer had anything to do with him.

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