138 Are You Willing to Acknowledge Me as Your Teacher?
Beiting Huang suddenly stood up from her chair. Her black robe suddenly fluttered, and his straight body burst out with a powerful force and aura. “He’s just a small divine beast. He’s just a Three-Sword Star Spirit Master. If he wants to provoke me at any time, then come without fear of death. I’ll be prepared to fight him at any time. In this world, there will never be anyone who can take my life!”
His long black hair fluttered without any wind. The confidence in his eyes made the people around him feel their blood boil. Leng Qianmo’s heart, which had been cold for many years, was also stirred at this moment. The admiration and tolerance in his eyes when he looked at Beiting Huang had increase.
He nodded slightly, “Little Ninth, I have never taken a disciple in my life. Are you willing to take me as your master?”
Seeing that Beiting Huang was frowning slightly and seemed to be in a difficult position, Leng Qianmo felt a little heartache. He hurriedly said, “I know that Principal Nan Ling wants to take you in as his disciple. He’s a Spirit Master. As for me, you might not have heard of me. I was once a Sword Master. By chance, I obtained a set of mental cultivation methods that can use battle aura and spiritual energy interchangeably. Now, I don’t even know if I’m a Spirit Master or a Sword Master. I want to take you in as my disciple because I heard that you have the strength of a nine-star Sword Master. However, this mental cultivation method isn’t easy to comprehend. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be two independent professions on this continent, Spirit Master and Sword Master.”
One could imagine how difficult it was!
However, Beiting Huang’s mind was not on this at the moment.
A nine-star swordmaster? The figure of that person seemed to appear in front of Beiting Huang’s eyes. He was wearing layers of purple robes with golden threads embroidered with red spider lilies. His long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his long eyebrows and sideburns fluttered. He had a pair of long and narrow eyes with purple pupils. When he looked at her, he would inadvertently reveal a doting look.
He was the first person in this world to give her warmth.
In this world, there was only one person who knew that she had the strength of a nine-star swordmaster, and that was Yan Ye.
“Ye, look, a level 9 magical beast that’s almost a spirit beast. Hahaha, do you think I can be considered a nine-star swordmaster?”
At that time, on the way to the Dark Canyon, he protected her all the way as she trained and killed many magical beasts. When she took down a level nine magical beast, she looked at Yan Ye in delight.
“There’s no need. I’ll personally find a teacher from the Sword Clan for her!”
This voice sounded in Beiting Huang’s mind again. Yan Ye had arrogantly boasted in front of a group of Heaven Rank Spirit Masters and Sword Masters. She had never taken it to heart, but she had never forgotten it.
She thought that Leng Qianmo was the person Nan Ling entrusted to take care of her, but she did not expect it to be Yan Ye.
Seeing the confusion in Beiting Huang’s eyes gradually dissipate, Leng Qianmo was pleasantly surprised again. This little guy was so smart. He had guessed the origin of the matter so quickly. However… Leng Qianmo smiled and said, “I’m very grateful to that person for introducing such a good disciple to me. Little Ninth, do you think you’re satisfied with me as a teacher?”
Beiting Huang no longer hesitated. Whether it was because of Yan Ye or Leng Qianmo’s deep love, she turned around and bowed to Leng Qianmo. “Disciple Beiting Huang greets Teacher!”
How could Leng Qianmo bear to let her kneel down? He stretched out his hand and gently held her up. “You and I are destined to be master and disciple. Actually, there’s nothing much for me to teach you. On the path of cultivation, you really have to rely on your own comprehension. What others teach you isn’t the most important. What you comprehend is true strength.”