Precious Welcoming Gifts and Qian Daoliu's Promise

Precious Welcoming Gifts and Qian Daoliu's Promise

Broad Hill walked straight into the hall without a word and headed directly for his usual seat.

The others sensed the movement and opened their eyes. Seeing that Broad Hill looked no different from before he had left, they were all somewhat surprised.

"Fifth Brother, you're back already? Where's the disciple Big Brother told you to take in?" Azure Luan Douluo could not help asking.

"Behind me. There, he's coming."

Broad Hill returned to his seat, expressionless as he gestured toward the entrance with his chin.

The Elders also turned their gazes over and saw a neat-featured child step somewhat nervously over the threshold and slowly walk inside.

Not bad-looking. The Elders nodded in unspoken agreement. They had to admit that most people cared about appearances; at the very least, a good first impression would keep them from feeling any immediate dislike.

Under their scrutiny, Han Li was still rather nervous. These were among the strongest humans alive. Even the faint spiritual pressure mixed into their gazes was not something a child who had never cultivated could easily withstand. He felt chilled all over, as if he had been seen through completely.

He took a deep breath and slowly walked to the center of the hall. He bowed politely. "This junior, Han Li, greets the honored Elders."

At his form of address, Golden Crocodile and Azure Luan frowned slightly and turned their eyes toward Broad Hill.

Lion spoke up directly. "Fifth Brother, what is going on? You didn't tell him anything? And this kid has nothing on him. You took in a disciple, yet you didn't even give him the most basic Storage Soul Tool?"

At such close range from these Elders, Han Li had no secrets to hide even if they did not deliberately pay attention. Hearing Lion speak, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, who had been planning to tease Broad Hill, exchanged a glance and said nothing.

Broad Hill snorted and turned toward Lion, speaking with a hint of displeasure. "Fourth Brother, am I taking in a disciple, or are you? Since you think I haven't been a good teacher, then as his martial uncle, why don't you give him one?"

"Come, Han Li. This is your Martial Uncle Lion. Greet him, and he'll give you a Storage Soul Tool. Mm, the best kind too—the kind that can store living things." Broad Hill spoke sharply toward Han Li.

Han Li looked somewhat anxiously at Lion Douluo, who had just spoken up for him, then glanced toward his own teacher, seemingly too afraid to say anything.

Broad Hill gave another cold snort, his tone growing much harsher. "Didn't you hear me? I told you to greet him."

Han Li seemed rather afraid of Broad Hill. He cupped his hands and bowed to Lion. "Han Li greets Martial Uncle Lion."

Once Han Li had spoken, Broad Hill cast a somewhat provocative look toward Lion. He said nothing, but the contempt on his face was impossible to miss.

Lion was furious, but seeing Broad Hill's expression, the others' gazes focused on him, and Han Li still bent over too afraid to straighten up, he gritted his teeth. "Fine, I'll give him one. It's just a Storage Soul Tool. Unlike you, I'm not so stingy with my own disciple."

He brushed a hand across his waist, and a wristband appeared in his palm. With a push of Soul Power, he sent it flying into Han Li's hands, though anyone could see the pained look on his face.

The instant the item landed in Han Li's hand, Broad Hill stopped pretending. He darted to his disciple's side in a single stride, pressed down on his newly straightened body, and said with a beaming smile, "Why aren't you thanking your martial uncle?"

The moment Broad Hill made that move, the others immediately understood. Well then, all their guesses had been wrong. He had his disciple cooperate with him to swindle something out of Lion—most likely Lion's Storage Wristband specifically. No wonder he had named exactly what he wanted earlier.

Heh, Broad Hill really was capable of something like this. Still, it also showed that he was quite satisfied with this disciple. Otherwise, he would not have specifically targeted valuable things to scam.

Lion's reaction was slower, but he understood now as well. It looked like he would have to spar with Broad Hill in a few days. That brat always loved making a joke out of him. It had been one thing before, but now Broad Hill had made him lose face in front of a junior. If he did not win back his dignity, his authority would be completely ruined.

The atmosphere in the Worship Hall instantly became lively. Even Qian Daoliu, who had yet to open his eyes, curled his lips slightly. Nothing on this mountain could escape his senses, but he was happy to see this. Since Little Snow had gone undercover, these few had not dared act recklessly in front of him. Perhaps having another junior around was a good thing; it might bring some life back to this place.

Seeing that the others were struggling not to laugh while Lion glared at his teacher with fire in his eyes, Han Li knew it was his turn. He discarded his earlier restraint and gave Lion Douluo a generous bow. "Martial Uncle, before coming here, Teacher instructed me that he had the best relationship with you, so he asked me to help liven up the atmosphere. When a teacher has business, his disciple does the work. Now that the task is complete, this gift is far too precious. Please take it back, Martial Uncle."

With that, he stepped forward several paces and offered the item back with both hands.

Lion had not expected Han Li to say that. He also cared greatly about the line, "Broad Hill said he had the best relationship with him." Seeing the little brat stare reluctantly at the wristband, Lion simply turned his head away and waved a hand.

Out of sight, out of mind! Pretending not to care, he said, "How can something already given be taken back? It's only a Storage Soul Tool. Your martial uncle can afford it."

The moment Han Li heard that, he happily put the wristband on his left hand. He sent a thread of Soul Power into it, and the wristband immediately shrank, fitting perfectly against his arm.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle. Teacher was right after all—you really do have such a good relationship with him." Han Li immediately used his teacher to fill in the pit.

"Heh."

Broad Hill did not mind. He chuckled and led Han Li over to the Qian Jun and Jiang Mo brothers, his intentions obvious.

Han Li stopped pretending as well. Taking advantage of his childlike face, he called them Martial Uncle, then looked at the two Elders with wide, innocent eyes.

It had to be said that Broad Hill's prestige was worth quite a lot. After making one round, Han Li stuffed quite a few good things into his newly acquired Soul Tool.

The Qian Jun and Jiang Mo brothers truly did not have much of value. They gave Han Li two cards worth one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins each, and Broad Hill looked down on them for quite a while.

Azure Luan Douluo looked at Broad Hill with amused helplessness, then handed Han Li a copy of his cultivation handbook and told him he could come seek guidance from him at any time.

When they reached Golden Crocodile, Broad Hill did not dare approach. He merely pushed Han Li forward. Golden Crocodile smiled without saying anything and directly handed him a set of keys and a property deed, making Han Li inwardly exclaim in amazement. As expected of the oldest one—he was really rich.

Once they had made the full round, Broad Hill's smile faded. He and Han Li respectfully bowed to Qian Daoliu without speaking.

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes and looked over the master and disciple, who seemed as though they had been cast from the same mold. A long-lost smile appeared on his face as he gently patted Han Li's head. "From now on, this will be your home. Cultivate well. I'm not sure what I should give you either, so if you lack anything, tell your teacher. However, you may come to me at any time and make one request. So long as it does not violate the principles of Spirit Hall, I will grant it. How does that sound?"

To be honest, Qian Daoliu's words left Han Li somewhat dazed. It was not until Broad Hill nudged him that he came back to his senses.

"Thank you, Grand Elder. No, thank you, Martial Uncle."

Han Li corrected himself immediately after saying it, trying hard to put on an obedient expression.

This time, not only Qian Daoliu but all the Elders present laughed aloud. From their earlier interactions, they had already gotten a preliminary sense of Han Li's personality. He was simply a younger version of Broad Hill; even the way he pretended to be obedient looked exactly like Broad Hill in his younger days.

"Alright, good disciple. Go back and keep Miss Xiu'er company first. I'll chat with your martial uncles for a while, then come find you later."

Seeing that his embarrassing past might be exposed, Broad Hill hurriedly summoned a guard and had him take Han Li back first. Broad Hill himself remained in the Worship Hall to explain what he had gained from this trip.

Han Li wanted the same thing. He was worried that Sister Xiu'er might be afraid alone if he stayed away too long, so he did not refuse. After politely bidding farewell to every Elder, he followed the guard toward his future residence.

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