Taking He Mingkong as Master, a Tier 3 Divine Weapon

Half an hour later!

Under Ning Yang's guidance, Lu Chuan finally completed the virtual verification and signed the agreement with Kunlun Martial Arts School.

Soon, Lu Chuan received two emails.

His eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly opened them.

[Five Elements Skin Refining Method]

[Hurricane Saber Technique]

With a sweep of his gaze, Lu Chuan's eyes grew increasingly radiant.

One High-grade Skin Refining Method and one high-grade Martial Skill. He Mingkong had indeed kept his word.

"I looked over your records and learned that when you were laying your foundation, you practiced Five Elements Stance Training. This Five Elements Skin Refining Method is the advanced technique of Five Elements Stance Training."

He Mingkong looked at Lu Chuan and chuckled. "It can be considered the High-grade Skin Refining Method best suited to you. As for the Hurricane Saber Technique, I saw that the weapon you use is a saber.

"So I took it upon myself to choose this saber technique for you. It is among the finest methods even among high-grade Martial Skills.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied..."

Lu Chuan hurriedly nodded and immediately bowed respectfully to He Mingkong. "Thank you, Senior... No, thank you, Master..."

"Hahaha..."

Seeing this, He Mingkong burst into laughter. "You really are a Slippery Character. But... becoming my disciple may not necessarily be a good thing.

"When I was young, I was hot-blooded and fond of fighting. My enemies were scattered everywhere.

"Once you take me as your master, you will also have to bear my Karma. Have you thought it through?"

Lu Chuan froze, his expression turning solemn as countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He Mingkong had put it very plainly. How could Lu Chuan fail to understand that this was also a test?

If he shrank back today, he might still obtain these two techniques and Martial Skills, but He Mingkong would definitely not devote himself to nurturing him afterward. It might even become extremely difficult for him to obtain better resources.

But if he agreed and truly became his disciple, he would likely become a thorn in the eyes of He Mingkong's enemies in the future.

Where there was gain, there was loss.

There was no such good thing in this world as gaining benefits without paying a price.

"Master above, please accept this bow from your disciple..."

After hesitating for less than five seconds, a trace of determination appeared in Lu Chuan's eyes, and he immediately bowed respectfully to He Mingkong.

"Oh... Have you truly decided?"

He Mingkong raised his brows, greatly surprised. He had not expected Lu Chuan to be so decisive.

"I've decided!"

Lu Chuan nodded heavily, his gaze unwavering.

He was not stupid. He understood very clearly how to weigh the pros and cons. Now that he had signed with Kunlun Martial Arts School, he was effectively branded with Kunlun Martial Arts School's mark. If He Mingkong's enemies truly came looking for him, they likely would not spare Lu Chuan either.

Since he was already taking on the risk, why not maximize the benefits?

By taking He Mingkong as his master, he would naturally receive better cultivation from him in the future.

He could see that He Mingkong had no lack of status or backing. He probably possessed more than one or two High-grade Skin Refining Methods and high-grade Martial Skills.

Perhaps he even had a High-grade Bone Tempering Method.

His foundation was simply too thin. It could be said that he had no heritage whatsoever. If he wanted to contend with the direct descendants of the many Great Factions in the future, then in terms of talent, with the Attribute Panel, he dared say he was inferior to no one.

But cultivation methods and Martial Skills were not so easily acquired.

They were monopolized by the many Great Factions, and the difficulty of obtaining them was no ordinary matter.

So he needed to find himself a backer. He Mingkong was the best choice—at least, the best choice available to him right now.

Lu Chuan had thought all of this through, which was why he had become his disciple so decisively.

"Good..."

A rich smile immediately appeared on He Mingkong's face. "From today onward, you are this old man's seventh Personal Disciple.

"Above you, there are six senior brothers and sisters.

"But only four remain alive. Ning Yang is your fifth senior brother, and he is also the only one staying in Fengle City.

"The other three are all out wandering. I'll introduce you when there is an opportunity in the future."

"Lu Chuan... No, I should call you Junior Brother now."

At that moment, Ning Yang smiled. "Congratulations, Junior Brother, on making the wisest decision. Being able to take Master as your master is enough to make countless people in Fengle City green with envy."

"I also have to thank Fifth Senior Brother for looking after me."

Lu Chuan chuckled. "Without Fifth Senior Brother's recommendation, I would never have met Master!"

"Hahaha... Junior Brother, you're too polite."

Ning Yang immediately laughed heartily.

"Enough, you two can catch up later." He Mingkong waved his hand, then said in a deep voice, "Lu Chuan, since you have entered my school, this old man cannot treat you poorly.

"You already have cultivation methods and Martial Skills.

"The Five Elements Skin Refining Method and Hurricane Saber Technique are enough for you to cultivate. I will not teach you any other cultivation methods or Martial Skills.

"How about this? The weapon you use is a War Blade, so this old man will give you a good saber!"

As he spoke, He Mingkong suddenly raised a hand. A War Blade appeared out of thin air in his hand, its cold gleam flashing fiercely and its edge fully exposed.

There was also a blood groove on the blade, Blood Red as blood.

Its Sha Qi pressed down on them, making people shudder with cold dread.

"Good saber!"

With just one glance, Lu Chuan fell in love with the War Blade. His eyes shone brightly, but at the same time, his heart was filled with doubt. Where the hell had He Mingkong taken this War Blade from?

It was as though it had appeared from thin air.

Could it be some legendary treasure, like a Storage Ring?

"Master, this is the Blood Shadow Battle Saber..."

At that moment, Ning Yang's eyes lit up. With a face full of astonishment, he said, "This is a Tier 3 Divine Weapon!

"It is worth at least thirty million!

"Master, you're really willing to part with it! Why have I never seen you be this generous with me?"

As he spoke, Ning Yang looked at He Mingkong with a resentful expression.

"Get lost. With your wealth, do you still need me to give you things?" He Mingkong glared fiercely at Ning Yang, then casually tossed the War Blade to Lu Chuan. "Lu Chuan, this Blood Shadow Battle Saber is not too different from the War Blade you use. You should be able to handle it..."

"Master, this is too valuable. I can't accept it."

After catching the War Blade, Lu Chuan immediately tried to return it to He Mingkong.

Weaponry was divided into five ranks.

The War Blade and Bow and Arrow Lu Chuan currently used had been obtained from killing Chen Qingfeng. They were Second-Order. Though they seemed to differ from the Tier 3 Blood Shadow Battle Saber He Mingkong had given him by only one rank,

in truth, their values were as far apart as heaven and earth.

First Rank and Second-Order weapons could only be called Mortal Weapons.

But Tier 3 weapons were called Divine Weapons.

A difference of one word meant a difference between heaven and earth. Any Tier 3 Divine Weapon started at over ten million, and the Blood Shadow Battle Saber in Lu Chuan's hands was an even finer specimen among Tier 3 Divine Weapons, making it worth even more.

At the very least, thirty million.

Lu Chuan had never expected He Mingkong to be so generous, casually giving him a Tier 3 Divine Weapon worth at least thirty million.

This was far too valuable.

If He Mingkong had brought out something worth a hundred thousand, or even a million, he would have accepted it directly.

But this Blood Shadow Battle Saber was worth at least thirty million.

He truly felt too embarrassed to accept it!

"If I gave it to you, then take it." He Mingkong snorted coldly. "It is merely a Tier 3 Divine Weapon. This old man can afford it.

"Besides, this old man has never had any reason to take back what he has given away.

"If you do not want it, then throw it away!"