Taking a Master

After Grandmaster asked that question, everyone's gaze converged on Chen Feng.

"Did you really do it deliberately?" Ning Fengzhi asked in surprise.

That Thesis had already demonstrated Chen Feng's extraordinary academic talent.

If even causing a stir among the forces of half the Spirit World had been within this child's calculations, then his intelligence was simply astonishing.

"Yes, I did it deliberately." Chen Feng nodded.

Now was not the time for him to hide his abilities. Since he had transmigrated into a Backwave, he had to make the most of his identity's advantages.

Chen Feng had to display his excellence and increase his value in Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin's eyes until that value surpassed a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring and spirit bone.

Xiao Wu could not possibly leave and never return. With that Rabbit Spirit's personality, even if she knew Chen Feng had discovered her identity, she would not simply hide away in the Star Dou Great Forest and refuse to come out.

Not to mention that Chen Feng had always treated her with kindness. Even their squabbles had merely been jokes between friends.

Under such circumstances, Xiao Wu would certainly return. She might choose to speak with Chen Feng, or she might pretend that nothing had happened, but she would never hide herself away.

On the surface, that Rabbit Spirit looked like a sweet, delicate little girl. In truth, she was incredibly fiery and reckless. Chen Feng had long since seen through her true nature.

That was why he needed to prepare for the worst.

When Xiao Wu was exposed before Sword Douluo, he needed to raise his own value high enough to protect this Rabbit Spirit.

Whether it was the value of his abilities or the value of his feelings, either would do.

For his friend, and for his Yin Sword form, he had to do this.

"Why did you do this? Xiao Feng, it will only bring you trouble." Grandmaster asked in confusion.

"Because there is a problem with my Spirit." Chen Feng gave a bitter smile and explained the flaw in his Spirit.

After hearing his explanation, Ning Fengzhi understood somewhat. "So you wanted to use this method to find people who meet the requirements? Or even directly cultivate people who meet them?"

"That's right. My Spirit has an innate flaw, but I refuse to admit defeat." Chen Feng clenched his fists, his face resolute. "I believe that man can conquer heaven. Nothing is predestined.

"If I can't find someone who meets the requirements, then I'll cultivate one myself. I will definitely succeed in repairing my Spirit!"

Grandmaster stared blankly at Chen Feng. That refusal to yield made his entire body tremble.

Since when had he surrendered to fate and chosen to kneel in defeat?

Luo Sanpao's malignant mutation was innate. Did that mean he had to resign himself to fate and let Luo Sanpao remain so weak forever?

"Life will find its own way out!" Chen Feng's words from before exploded in Grandmaster's mind.

Previously, Grandmaster had only gained a trace of hope because of the treatment plan Chen Feng had given him for Luo Sanpao, feeling that he should not simply give up like this.

But now, his fighting spirit had been completely ignited—a determination to battle heaven to the very end!

Ning Fengzhi, meanwhile, fell silent. Looking at the child before him, he thought of the generations of ancestors from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who had given everything to help their Spirits break through the limit of seven treasures.

Back then, those forebears must have possessed this same conviction that man could determine his own fate, allowing them to elevate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to eight treasures, right?

Unfortunately, that ancestor who possessed the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had been too arrogant. Disregarding sect rules, he fell in love with another Support System Spirit Master. The two were killed by Fallen Ones while traveling outside and failed to leave behind any descendants.

Thus, even today, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect remained the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect rather than becoming the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Excellent. Just as expected of someone from our Chen Clan. This is the kind of conviction you should have." Chen Xin spoke with satisfaction.

If he had previously valued Chen Feng only because of their bloodline, now he valued Chen Feng himself.

At only six years old, he possessed academic talent that had earned praise from both Ning Fengzhi and Grandmaster, as well as the courage to manipulate half the Spirit World. Chen Xin found it difficult to imagine what achievements this child would attain once he grew up.

"Child, rest assured. Since I am standing here today, I will not let anyone harm a single hair on your head," Chen Xin said domineeringly.

"Thank you, Senior Sword Douluo." Chen Feng bent at the waist and bowed.

"You refuse to call me Grandpa?" Chen Xin asked.

"Please forgive me, Senior. I already have a grandfather. He adopted and raised me. Though he did not give me life, he raised me, and I could never repay such kindness even in a hundred lifetimes. I will not acknowledge anyone else as my grandfather. Besides, I still do not know what relation I have to you," Chen Feng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

He knew these words might displease Chen Xin, but he still had to say them.

Scheming was one thing, but he could not abandon his principles as a person, could he?

Besides, Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi were not narrow-minded people. They should not become angry over such a trivial matter.

Just as Chen Feng expected, Chen Xin was not angry. Instead, he nodded in satisfaction.

"One must repay kindness. Xiao Feng, you are very good. It's fine if you don't wish to call me Grandpa. I want to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

Take me as his disciple? Chen Feng froze for a moment. "Wouldn't that disrupt the generations?"

"Hahaha, it's no big deal. Just tell me whether you're willing." Chen Xin laughed.

"I am willing." Chen Feng bowed in salute. "Greetings, Master."

He had been worrying over how to begin with a Tool Spirit. The knowledge from his previous life was completely useless in this regard. If he could receive Sword Douluo's guidance, that would be even better.

"Good, good, good. My good disciple." Chen Xin joyfully helped Chen Feng up.

Ning Fengzhi, standing beside them, also smiled. "Congratulations, Uncle Sword, on gaining such an excellent disciple. Today, Uncle Sword has not only recovered the Chen Clan bloodline, but also accepted such an outstanding disciple. It is truly a double blessing."

Grandmaster and Flender also offered their congratulations, making Chen Xin even happier.

He looked toward the two of them and said:

"Thank you both for what happened today. I, Chen Xin, owe you a favor."

"You overstate it, Senior. I was merely protecting my own students. It was my duty," Grandmaster said.

Flender was somewhat tempted. This was a favor from a Title Douluo—something that could save a life at a critical moment.

However, Grandmaster had been the one primarily calling the shots earlier. Flender had only contributed his labor, so it was naturally inappropriate for him to speak up now.

Chen Xin shook his head and said, "There is no such thing as whether it was your duty or not. The Chen Clan always repays kindness. Stop refusing."

"Then we'll gratefully accept it." Flender tugged at Grandmaster, who still seemed about to say something, and accepted the favor.

"Mhm." Chen Xin nodded. Just as he was about to say more, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

He fell silent for a moment before saying:

"Fengzhi, I have something to attend to. I'll need to leave for a while."

With that, he left under the others' puzzled gazes.