Accepting a Disciple
"Ye Xiaochan, this is my name? Great, I have a name, I finally have a name. From now on, I am Ye Xiaochan! "
Little Beansprout jumped up happily. The other youths looked at her enviously, but they didn't have Ye Xiaochan's determination and perseverance to cultivate day and night for ten years.
Even Hu Yanchao couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he learned of Ye Xiaochan's cultivation method. Then he looked at Ye Fei and said, "Ye Fei, it's a pity that Xiaochan was left in the outer sea. Although she doesn't have a special bloodline, her hard work and determination are stronger and more resolute than any other genius with a special bloodline. A good seedling like her should be able to go even further on the path of martial arts! If possible, I would like you to accept Xiaochan as your disciple! "
"Accept a disciple?"
Ye Fei was stunned. Ye Xiaochan was also shocked and returned to her timid self. She waved her hands and said, "No, I don't have the qualifications to be Uncle Ye's disciple. I only want to be a servant girl and serve Uncle Ye for the rest of my life."
Hearing this, Ye Fei was both touched and amused.
A little girl who could cultivate day and night for ten years, how much perseverance and perseverance did she have! Not to mention him, even peerless geniuses like Di Fan and Lu Qing couldn't compare to Ye Xiaochan in terms of perseverance. Even if Hu Yanchao didn't say anything, he couldn't let Ye Xiaochan go to waste like this.
"Cough cough, now that I'm the Saint of the True Martial Sacred Courtyard, I should have the qualifications to accept a disciple, right?" Ye Fei rubbed his chin and looked like he was thinking.
Hu Yanchao reacted quickly and gave Ye Xiaochan a look. The little girl immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple Ye Xiaochan greets Master!"
Saying this, she was about to kowtow.
Ye Fei raised his hand and helped Ye Xiaochan up. "Since you want to take me as your master, then you must remember that my disciple must be indomitable! Even if
You are a girl, it's the same. We can die standing, but we can't live kneeling! "
"Yes, disciple will remember!" Ye Xiaochan said happily.
Ye Fei was very satisfied to have such a resolute disciple as his disciple. However, Ye Fei saw the fervent and hopeful gazes of the other youngsters. So, he thought for a while and said, "How about this? I will also give you a chance. Whoever can reach the semi-sage realm within twenty years can also become my disciple."
Twenty years. This was Ye Fei's minimum requirement. This was also the minimum requirement for geniuses in the Central Plains. In the Central Plains, if a warrior didn't break through to the half-saint realm before the age of 30, it would be very difficult for him to catch up with those geniuses with special bloodlines.
Hu Yanchao naturally understood this point. He immediately regained his dignified expression and fiercely ordered, "Did you all hear Uncle Ye's words? Within 20 years, all of you must cultivate diligently and reach the Semi-Sage Realm!"
"Yes, we'll definitely cultivate with all our might and break through to the Half-Saint Realm in twenty years. We'll become Uncle Ye's disciples!" The youths all looked very determined. However, Ye Fei knew that if they didn't have enough willpower and perseverance within such a long time, it would be very difficult for them to meet his requirements.
After all, the path of a warrior was a bloody one. On this path, there was the blood of enemies, but more of it was one's own blood!
"Xiaochan, come with Master."
Since he had already decided to take Ye Xiaochan as his disciple, Ye Fei naturally had to take out the best things and cultivate this disciple seriously.
He called Ye Xiaochan to the cultivation room alone. After thinking for a while, he took out two drops of bloodline crystals and said, "Xiaochan, your willpower is unparalleled, but your aptitude still needs to be improved. You don't have the same opportunities as Master to walk the path of despair. If you want to catch up with those bloodline geniuses, or even surpass them, the only way is to let you have a special bloodline. Master now has two bloodlines. One is the Wind Frost Bloodline, and the other is the Heavenly Spirit Bloodline. Which bloodline will you choose? "
Ye Xiaochan tilted her head, glanced at the two bloodlines, and asked, "Master, which bloodline is stronger?"
"It's hard to say. Between these two bloodlines, the Wind Frost Bloodline is more inclined towards attacking, while the Heavenly Spirit Bloodline is more for increasing comprehension," Ye Fei said in a deep voice. He took out Liu Rufeng's and Qin Wuyang's special bloodlines.
Fusing with either bloodline was enough to give Ye Xiaochan the potential of a Saint. However, in the end, Ye Xiaochan still chose the Wind Frost Bloodline.
"Xiaochan wants to become a powerful warrior and be like Master, protecting those who need protection!" The little girl's eyes were filled with determination.
What Ye Fei admired was her determination.
After spending three days helping Ye Xiaochan successfully fuse with the Wind Frost Bloodline, Ye Fei took out the complete Battle Demon Dao and handed it to Ye Xiaochan. "This is Master's body tempering technique. Back then, I took the Demon Emperor as my master and learned this technique. Since then, I've rarely met a match for my physical body. Later on, I obtained the complete technique in the Land of Buried Gods. Now, Master will teach it to you!
"As for the True Martial Four Forms, I'll teach you Master's White Tiger Divine Sword for now! It won't be too late to learn the rest after you've cultivated it and joined the True Martial Sacred Court. " Ye Fei considered that the Battle Demon Dao had a demonic nature. Back then, the Human Demon had used this point to cause him to fall into darkness in the Land of Buried Gods. Although Ye Xiaochan's determination was unparalleled, she was still a seventeen-year-old girl. Her mind wasn't fully mature yet.
In order to prevent Ye Xiaochan from falling into the demonic path, she had to cultivate a righteous technique. The True Martial Four Forms cultivated the legendary Four Divine Beasts. It had a righteous aura that could counteract the demonic nature of the Battle Demon Dao.
However, Ye Fei didn't plan to let Ye Xiaochan walk down the path of despair. After all, this path was too dangerous. Even he couldn't walk it, so naturally, he didn't dare to let his disciple take the risk.
Similarly, his Taichi Sword Dao wasn't complete yet. If it was created, its power wouldn't be as strong as an Immemorial Heavenly Art. Passing it down to his disciple would be embarrassing. Ye Fei decided to wait until it was complete and see how strong it was before deciding whether to pass it down.
"Alright, Master has given you this much. Go and digest it. Also, call your Uncle Hu in."
"Yes, Master!" Ye Xiaochan left respectfully and called Hu Yanchao in.
Ye Fei didn't say much. He took out a drop of Demonic Dragon Bloodline and handed it over. "Lao Hu, you've worked hard taking care of these children for the past ten years. Take this drop of Demonic Dragon Bloodline and refine it."
"What? This is a special bloodline?" Hu Yanchao was so shocked that he almost fainted. He smiled bitterly. "I appreciate your kindness, but I can't accept it."
"Why?" Ye Fei was puzzled.
Hu Yanchao pointed at his white hair. "I'm too old. I've already passed the golden age of cultivation. Even if I have a special bloodline, it's hard for me to break through. Instead of wasting this precious drop of Demonic Dragon Bloodline, why don't you keep it and give it to your future disciple?"
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