1998 Official Competition 7
“I still have to hurry up and cultivate with Master, so I won’t disturb you at the Fu family.” Fu Huarong was a little childish every day, but when he said these words, he was especially calm.

Fu Huarong lowered his head and continued to go back.

Apart from the Fu family, there were also people from the Hong family who came but were all rejected.

On the way back, Gu Chaoyan looked at the four of them and wondered why she had accepted them.

Perhaps he subconsciously felt that they had the same experience as him.

Their personalities were different, and their style of doing things seemed to be the same as hers.

Gu Chaoyan was thinking about them, and they were looking at Gu Chaoyan at the same time.

In their hearts.

The place called home was where Master was.

Then the following day…

That was the final round.

No one wanted to fumble the ball at the end.

They all went back to their rooms to continue cultivating and strive to break through at the last moment.

Gu Chaoyan was waiting for them outside.

There had been no movement in the house all along.

In the middle of the night, a spiritual energy suddenly flashed out of the house.

They had broken through!

Gu Chaoyan got it subconsciously.

After breaking through to the Martial Master realm, his cultivation level rose to another level.

“Master,” Wu Zimo’s deep voice resonated, brimming with joy but also carrying a profound sense of responsibility.

Wu Zimo had once again proven to be the quickest in achieving a breakthrough.

Gu Chaoyan wasn’t taken aback by this revelation.

Wu Zimo had always been the first to make progress.

“Now that you have attained the rank of Martial Master, you should have a good chance of winning tomorrow’s competition. Take today to rest,” Gu Chaoyan advised.

Wu Zimo nodded in acknowledgment.

As he gazed at his Master, a multitude of thoughts swirled in his mind.

In truth, more than winning the competition and becoming the Tribe Chief, what Wu Zimo desired above all else was to remain by his Master’s side and employ his cultivation to safeguard her and her husband.

However…

His Master showed no inclination to take them away.

Given the circumstances, he willingly embraced the role of Tribe Chief, pledging his aid to his Master in the days to come.

Wu Zimo’s mind teemed with countless considerations.

Yet, he chose to remain silent.

Despite his resolute nature, a lingering sense of inferiority dwelled within him, stifling his courage to inquire about certain matters. This complex of inferiority had taken root in him from his early encounters.

Wu Zimo heaved a sigh.

Quietly, he made his way back to his designated resting spot.

Morning had arrived.
The commotion roused everyone from their slumber.

“Zimo, did you really break through to Martial Master?” Hong Fang and the others eagerly inquired.

Wu Zimo maintained his composure.

He nodded. “I achieved the breakthrough last night.”

“In that case, victory is assured!” Hong Fang exclaimed, brimming with joy.

Their success in the competition would grant them access to the barrier—an object that held immense value for their Master. It was her long-standing aspiration.

“Alright, let’s prepare to head out,” Gu Chaoyan calmly addressed them, a smile adorning her face.

It was a rare sight to behold—a smile from Gu Chaoyan.

Most of the time, she exuded an air of tranquility and detachment, seldom displaying such happiness.

The four of them nodded in response.

Just as Gu Chaoyan was about to turn away, she halted and offered a reminder. “Today marks the final competition. Afterward, the Wu family, Fu family, and the Hong family may approach you. It is crucial for you to carefully consider your actions.”

“… ”

“As for myself, as your Master…”