“What did that person from the Heaven Splitting Divine Sect discuss with you? How come he seemed so beaming when he left?”

Within Shui Wuhen’s private room, Shui Wuhen was still puzzled. Long Chen had clearly viciously slapped that person in the face, but that person hadn’t been the slightest bit angry when he had left.

“Even I don’t really believe it. He actually imparted the second form of Split the Heavens to me,” said Long Chen with a strange smile.

“Did you slap him into an imbecile?” asked Shui Wuhen, shocked. After being slapped, he actually taught the person who had slapped him? Wasn’t that something only someone mentally ill would do?

“It really is embarrassing. Maybe my temperament is a bit too explosive. I shouldn’t have treated him like that,” said Long Chen.

Long Chen rarely felt guilty about beating someone, but this time he really was a bit ashamed. He told Shui Wuhen what had happened.

“As expected, the legends are true. The Heaven Splitting Divine Sect’s disciples are all fellows that can’t be judged according to reason. There’s something wrong with their brains,” sighed Shui Wuhen. “According to rumors, because...