Lin Fan looked at Xiao Ze. This was a genius, a true prodigy in the martial arts world, with extraordinary talent, albeit with an overly proud disposition.
“Alright, Shuishui, go fetch two teacups and remember to bring some tea,” said Lin Fan.
“Yes, Master,” replied Liu Shuishui. She looked at Xiao Ze, her eyes fluttering rapidly. For a girl, the handsome and dashing Xiao Ze still held immense appeal for the opposite sex.
This cold and arrogant face, in the eyes of girls, was devastatingly effective.
Before long, Liu Shuishui returned quickly with two teacups and a teapot.
“Master, I’ve brought everything,” Liu Shuishui said, placing the items on the podium. Then, she secretly stole a glance at Xiao Ze, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
“Alright, since you’ve been moved by my personal charm and have requested to become my disciples, naturally I can’t refuse you. You should already know the process of becoming a disciple, so I don’t need to explain it in detail,” Lin Fan said, pulling over a stool and sitting down. He waved his hand at his students, signaling them to stand behind him.
This looked much more formal.
In Lin Fan’s opinion, he had gained a prodigy from the Jiazi class, which would be a great source of pride when mentioned to others.
Lin Fan hadn’t expected himself to be so well-suited to being a teacher. Sometimes, his high personal charm was simply irresistible.
“Master, please have some tea,” Zang Tianhao said without hesitation, quickly filling the teacup, then kneeling on both knees before Lin Fan and presenting the teacup with both hands.
For Zang Tianhao, he understood that if he wanted to make greater progress on the martial arts path, the senior before him would definitely be able to guide him forward.
For his own sake, and also for Han Mengmeng, Zang Tianhao had to strive hard.
“Hmm,” Lin Fan took the teacup, sipped it lightly, and nodded.
“Master, please have some tea,” Xiao Ze hesitated for a moment before following Zang Tianhao’s example.
Xiao Ze’s decision to become Lin Fan’s disciple was partly due to accepting the outcome of their bet, but also because of an inexplicable feeling deep within him, like a flower about to bloom, stirring restlessly. A constant inner voice urged him: hurry and become a disciple, hurry and become a disciple. If he didn’t, he would never again experience the loving discipline of the ruler.
“Hmm,” Lin Fan accepted the teacup, took a sip, and nodded.
“Master already has thirteen students, and they are your senior brothers and sisters. Tianhao, you are my fourteenth student, and Xiao Ze, you are the fifteenth,” Lin Fan announced.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ze exploded, “Master, why am I the fifteenth? What qualifications does he have to be above me?”
Xiao Ze didn’t have much to say about the other thirteen students; being below them was acceptable. But the key issue was, what ability did Zang Tianhao possess that placed him above Xiao Ze?
“Because he knelt faster than you. Also, whatever your master says in the future is absolute truth; as a student, you must not question your master’s words,” Lin Fan replied.
Xiao Ze didn’t speak, but he felt a deep sense of injustice inside. How could he stand being overshadowed by Zang Tianhao?
“But Master, didn’t you say last time that teachers aren’t always right, and if there are doubts, shouldn’t they be raised?” Liu Shuishui interjected.
Lin Fan was momentarily taken aback. This didn’t feel right. Liu Shuishui, normally obedient and endearing, why was she acting like this today? Why was she questioning his words?
Looking left and right, Lin Fan noticed Liu Shuishui’s infatuated gaze and inwardly cursed. Could it be that this student of his had been seduced by Xiao Ze?
A traitor, indeed a complete traitor.
“Erm,” Lin Fan coughed lightly. At a moment like this, how could he go against himself? Even if it were black, he had to insist it was white.
“What other teachers say might be wrong, but what I say are all profound truths of life. Alright, today’s initiation ceremony is over. Let’s begin the lesson.”
Lin Fan didn’t want to dwell on this issue any further.
Xiao Ze had just arrived and already swayed one of his top disciples. This grudge would be remembered. Once he made a mistake in the future, Lin Fan would make him lower his pants and give him a thorough lesson with the loving discipline of the ruler.
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Inside the palace.
As a vassal state of the Holy Demon Sect, the Great Yan Empire naturally received the sect’s disciples with the highest honors.
Other sects, even if they came to the Great Yan Empire, could only stay outside the imperial city; they had no right to reside within the palace itself.
At this moment, the Yan Emperor sat upright on the dragon throne, his eyes slightly closed, a faint smile on his lips.
Holy Demon Sect, Absolute Sect, Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Linglong Sword Pavilion, Zhengyi Sect… many sects from both the righteous and demonic factions had arrived. Indeed, the allure of a small Celestial Pill was impressive, attracting so many sects to come.
Suddenly, the Yan Emperor opened his divine eyes, which sparkled with light and concealed much anger.
Thinking of the villains who had ambushed him and the Empress, still unidentified, a surge of fury rose in his heart.
He had always had smooth sailing throughout his life; when had he ever encountered such a situation? To him, this was a disgrace, an eternal shame that could never be washed away.
Suddenly, the void trembled, and the Yan Emperor’s body vanished into the void, appearing in a mysterious place devoid of light.
It was as if this place had been forsaken or rejected by the world, dark and dim, with a few oil lamps flickering faintly in the corners.
The Yan Emperor walked through the dark corridor, slowly moving forward.
“Ahh…”
A series of heart-wrenching screams, like those of demons from the abyss, came from the end of the deep corridor.
As he approached the end, a pungent, rotting stench permeated the Yan Emperor’s nostrils, and he inhaled it with great delight. This feeling was truly wonderful.
The mighty and upright Yan Emperor now wore such a repulsive expression. If his subjects saw him like this, who could imagine their thoughts?
“Clank… clank…”
The sound of iron chains clashing together echoed like the roar of demons, dark, terrifying, and chilling.
At the deepest part, rows of abyssal prison cells surrounded the walls, each pierced through the chest of the prisoners by glowing iron hooks.
“Yan Emperor, may you die a bad death.”
A series of resentful curses echoed in the depths of the dungeon, as if venting their inner unwillingness and defiance.
“This heaven belongs to me, this earth also belongs to me. Your hatred can only make me stronger. Haha!” At this moment, the Yan Emperor seemed possessed, his eyes pitch black, his entire body shrouded in a blood-red glow.
“All things belong to me.”
The Yan Emperor spread his arms wide, his long hair flowing, and suddenly a terrifying suction force burst forth from within the dungeon.
The people imprisoned within the dungeon trembled violently, and wisps of blood energy rose from their bodies, slowly merging into the Yan Emperor.
“Yan Emperor, may you die a bad death.” In one of the cells, a prisoner, already emaciated from prolonged extraction, continued to wither away until he eventually became a pile of bones.
The Yan Emperor immersed himself in this wonderful blood energy.
Holy Demon Sect, the divine blood is mine.
The entire world will be mine.
No one can stop my footsteps.
“You all should enjoy your final moments well,” the Yan Emperor’s pitch-black eyes slightly shifted, and he chuckled softly before tearing through the void and leaving this place.
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