The Outcast: Divine Transformation of Golden Light

Zhang Huaidan had cultivated at the Celestial Master Mansion for twenty years and gained a little skill, though others didn't seem to think so. Zhuge Qing: “I'm speechless! I used everything I had and didn't even singe a hair on him. Alas, why was I born in the same age as Huaidan?” Wang Ye: “His Golden Light Mantra is plain and simple, and so is Perfected Huaidan. He took me out with one move. I really don't know how he trained.” Ma Xianhong: “That night, I brought the Twelve Upper Root Vessels from the village, planning to beat him until he was on his knees. But in the end... we were the ones on our knees.” Zhang Chulan: “Your boy Zhang is blessed with incredible luck. The champion of the Luotian Grand Ceremony has to be me... What? I'm fighting Brother Dan? Are you serious?” “You're all too kind. I'm really not as impressive as you say.” Everyone: “Perfected One, you're too modest!” “I won't allow you to be so humble!” “Exactly! You should be proud when the time calls for it. Brother Dan is invincible!” “Not at all. My abilities are actually quite limited. There's always someone better, and I'm nowhere near invincible. I'm still just a hair's breadth behind my master!” Everyone: “Perfected One, don't... Wait, who's your master?” “Zhang Zhiwei. Don't you all know that?” Everyone: “...” Zhang Huaidan: “...” Everyone: “Damn!”