After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Just Call Me Grandpa
Ever since the Ancestral Masters of Baiyun Temple and Sanqing Temple began their dispute, so many years had passed, and the outcome had finally been determined. How could Li Yuanming let go of this opportunity? He spent the whole night discussing with Mu Xuan, both of them thinking that a grand gesture would be better, not fearing that the other party would back down. If they dared to save face, they must obediently change the signboard of Sanqing Temple today and call him “Temple Master”. Just thinking about this scene made Li Yuanming feel invigorated. Zhouzhou was also excited, her eyes shining brightly. However, what she thought about more was the treasures of Baiyun Temple. Today, she must fill up the sack she brought from Brother Dafu!

Zhouzhou held the plaque high above her head as the group of people beat the drums and marched towards Baiyun Temple, attracting many onlookers who gathered to see what was happening. Mu Xuan couldn’t bear to see them miss out on the excitement, so he kindly explained the bet they had made earlier. Upon learning that Baiyun Temple had lost and would be changing its name today, the people were surprised but couldn’t help but start discussing it. Speaking of which, Baiyun Temple was not far away, just on the nearby mountain. Being so close, it was inevitable that people would compare them. In recent years, Baiyun Temple had surpassed Sanqing Temple, but in the blink of an eye, they had lost everything. Did this mean that Baiyun Temple was inferior to Sanqing Temple? For a while, everyone was discussing it animatedly.

Mu Xuan listened but didn’t say much. He only occasionally “inadvertently” revealed that Baiyun Temple had lost all three rounds of their competition and that Cen Zhiyuan was seriously injured, but his junior sister saved him despite their past grievances. Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze towards Zhouzhou, who was walking at the front. Seeing the little girl so small but still able to hold up a plaque taller than her and walk steadily without even bumping it, they were even more amazed. If the little one was so capable, what about the grown-ups?

“No, I want to go to Sanqing Temple to pay a visit.” Immediately, some of the pilgrims who had originally planned to go to Baiyun Temple changed their minds. Some who had just finished offering incense also had time and joined in to watch the excitement. Li Yuanming naturally wanted more people to come. The more people there were, the less Baiyun Temple would dare to go back on their word.

Meanwhile, Xuan Ling, the Temple Master of Baiyun Temple, heard the sound of drums and gongs and his face turned dark. This Li Yuanming was shameless! As soon as he heard about the failed bet, his disciples didn’t dare to keep it from him and immediately informed him. Xuan Ling knew then that things were not going well. He had thought about finding Li Yuanming privately to discuss the matter, even if he had to give up his face and beg for mercy, but he didn’t expect this guy to come with such fanfare, as if afraid that no one would know about it. They had been competing for so many years, how could he not understand his intentions? He just wanted to use public pressure to force him to hand over the temple obediently. But this was their Baiyun Temple’s thousand-year foundation. How could he let it be destroyed in his hands? He felt a burning sensation at the corners of his mouth; his disciples were also at a loss, asking, “Master, what should we do?”

Xuan Ling took a deep breath and said, “What else can we do? What were you thinking when you made that bet?” Hearing this, someone murmured softly, “It was Junior Brother Xun who wanted to make the bet, not us.” But they didn’t expect that they would actually win. For a moment, they were also in a panic.

Xuan Ling looked at them, shaking his head disappointedly. At this point, they were still only trying to evade responsibility, showing no solidarity. How could they support Baiyun Temple like this? However, now was not the time to reprimand his disciples. As the sound of drums and gongs grew closer, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He said, “Prepare tea and immediately find someone fast to invite Elder Su.”

Elder Su was the old man who presided over the Mystery Sect Conference that day. He currently had the highest seniority and prestige in the Mystery Sect. With him present, perhaps there was still a chance for Baiyun Temple to turn things around.

Following that, Xuan Ling went to the main hall to offer incense and his face showed a troubled expression. He said, “Ancestral Master, your disciple has been unfilial. I’m afraid we won’t be able to keep Baiyun Temple today.”

As he said this, his heart tightened, he closed his eyes, his face filled with pain. When he heard Li Yuanming calling for him, he opened his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and walked out.

At this moment, a large group of people had already gathered outside the gate, including not only those brought by Li Yuanming but also many curious onlookers.

When Xuan Ling and the others came out, Zhouzhou puffed out her small chest and held the plaque even higher. However, she was still a little girl, and even if she held it high, it only reached the waist of an adult.

Xuan Ling lowered his head and looked at the little girl, feeling a headache. Obviously, he had already heard of Zhouzhou’s reputation. Looking at the large characters “Sanqing Temple” on the plaque, his eyelids twitched.

The little girl was young but quite formidable. She had already suffered a loss, so Xuan Ling didn’t dare to underestimate her. He smiled and said, “Little girl, you must be tired. Shijie, why don’t you take the plaque?”

As he said this, he gestured to a disciple to take the plaque away. However, Zhouzhou refused. She gently grasped the plaque with her small hand, and the disciple named Shijie couldn’t take it away no matter how hard he tried.

Zhouzhou blinked her eyes, a smile appeared on her small face, and a dimple emerged. She looked very endearing as she said with a smile, “Thank you for your concern, Senior Martial Uncle Xuan Ling, but there’s no need. We can handle it ourselves.”

As she spoke, she handed the plaque to Mu Xuan and Qin Lie, saying, “Eldest Senior Brother, Dad, you’re tall, so can you please hang this up?”

Upon hearing this, Mu Xuan nodded slightly and beckoned, and someone immediately brought a ladder over.

Xuan Ling’s mouth twitched. They even brought a ladder! He realized that they were not easy to deal with, more difficult than he had anticipated.

Xuan Ling felt anxious and dry-mouthed. Unfortunately, he couldn’t confront them publicly at this moment, so he could only smile and say, “Let’s not rush. Let’s go inside and have a cup of tea first. The weather is unexpectedly cold.”

Hearing this, Li Yuanming and Mu Xuan exchanged a glance. This old man was indeed using delaying tactics. But today, even if he delayed until the end of time, they would still hang up the signboard of Sanqing Temple!

Thinking of this, Li Yuanming’s smile grew even wider as he said, “Thank you, Senior Brother Xuan Ling. We’re all one family now, so there’s no need to be polite.”

Who said we’re one family!

Xuan Ling was infuriated. He had no way to deal with the shameless Li Yuanming before, let alone now that he had caught him by the short hair. He could only force a smile and say, “Junior Brother, there’s no need to be polite.”

Li Yuanming glanced at him sideways. Who was he calling Junior Brother?

Soon, he would make him address him as Temple Master!

They went inside, and Xuan Ling wasn’t afraid. He turned around and said directly, “Everyone, you’ve all worked hard. Let’s go inside and have a cup of tea together.”

The pilgrims thought they wouldn’t get to see the excitement anymore and were feeling regretful. But upon hearing these words, they immediately went inside cheerfully.

Xuan Ling was so angry that he almost lost control of his face. He forced a smile.

Zhouzhou, on the other hand, ran over without any awareness. Looking up with her fair little face and speaking in a sweet voice, her words, however, felt like a stab to the heart.

She said, “Senior Martial Uncle Xuan Ling, I’m Big Fool’s grandpa, so as his junior brother, you should call me Grandpa too.”

As she spoke, she shook her small hand and considerately added, “From now on, let’s address each other accordingly. I’ll call you Senior Martial Uncle, and you call me Grandpa!”