Lan Minghua, Become Stronger by Taking Disciples

Besides Ning Rongrong, isn't Zhu Zhuqing, a great beauty, also present?

Seeing his infatuated look, Lan Minghua was furious.

He threw the empty bottle in his hand heavily at him, and with a bang, it hit his head.

"Didn't you see Master standing here? Hurry up and come over!"

Oscar rubbed the big lump on his head and trotted over.

Lan Minghua rolled his eyes helplessly. Was his personality that lively?

He pointed at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "This is my new disciple, your junior sister. Introduce yourselves."

Oscar became serious and extended his right hand: "Oscar, level 29 Support System Soul Master, Martial Soul: Sausage."

Zhu Zhuqing felt Oscar's politeness and shook his hand lightly: "Zhu Zhuqing, level 27 Agile Attack System Soul Master, Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat."

Their hands touched and parted immediately, merely out of politeness.

Lan Minghua really wanted to set them up. Their personalities were quite similar; they both wanted to prove themselves.

However, he keenly noticed Dai Mubai staring at Oscar with hatred.

"So petty. You're already holding Tang San's woman, and Oscar just shook her hand, and you're exploding?"

He didn't want to interfere with the relationship between Oscar and Dai Mubai, letting it develop naturally.

It was just that accepting Zhu Zhuqing as a disciple seemed to have worsened their relationship.

Lan Minghua shrugged and ignored Dai Mubai.

"Alright, you've met. Oscar, it's time to go back to training."

He turned to Zhu Zhuqing and said, "You go back and rest for a day. You'll train with Oscar tomorrow."

"Yes, Master," Zhu Zhuqing replied.

Lan Minghua bid farewell to Zhao Wuji and took Oscar back to train.

The few gazes on him also gradually left.

Why were there a few gazes?

It was simple: one from Tang Hao, one from Flender, and one from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong, as the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, would Ning Fengzhi really only let a Soul Grand Master like her venture out alone?

That was clearly impossible. She would have at least two or three Soul Emperors, or even Soul Saints, arranged by Ning Fengzhi by her side.

As for why Tang Hao's gaze shifted away, it was probably because he wanted to kill them to silence them.

After all, the secret of Tang San's Twin Martial Souls had already been exposed by him.

Lan Minghua looked at the spot where Tang Hao had just stood, a hint of mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't bother with it any further and continued to train Oscar.

On the border of the Balak Kingdom, two figures were rapidly heading towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Along the way, a person in a black robe blocked their path.

"Who are you!"

However, before they could finish speaking, the black-robed figure appeared before them like a ghost, grabbed their necks, and snapped them.

Beneath the black robe, Tang Hao's eyes were icy cold.

"Hmph, anyone who wants to spread the secret of Xiao San's Twin Martial Souls will die!"

After killing them, Tang Hao left with confidence.

However, he didn't know that a beam of light carrying information flew out from one of the corpses and returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

In the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a handsome middle-aged man frowned and grasped the ball of light in front of him.

Two messages flooded into his mind.

The eldest young lady is fine and has successfully joined Shrek Academy;

Tang San, level twenty-nine Soul Grand Master, Twin Martial Souls, Martial Souls are Blue Silver Grass and Hammer.

As Ning Fengzhi was processing the messages, the doors of the hall burst open, and a white-haired man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes entered on his sword.

This person was one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Titled Douluo, Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Fengzhi, where is Rongrong? If she's wronged, I'll start killing people."

Ning Fengzhi didn't answer and threw the ball of light in his hand to Chen Xin.

Chen Xin naturally knew what it was and took it into his palm to examine the information.

"Shrek? Never heard of it. They only have a few Soul Saints. It would be better to let me teach him myself."

Chen Xin was disdainful; Soul Saints couldn't catch his eye.

Of course, Ning Fengzhi was an exception.

Ning Fengzhi didn't waste time on the first message and reminded him, "Sword Uncle, look at the second message."

"Tch, Tang San, level twenty-nine Soul Grand Master, Twin Martial Souls. Wait, Twin Martial Souls!"

At first, Chen Xin thought it was useless information, but unexpectedly, he discovered a genius with Twin Martial Souls.

"Fengzhi, do you want to recruit this Tang San?" Chen Xin asked.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and shook his head, saying softly, "Sword Uncle, haven't you noticed the surname of the Twin Martial Souls genius? And his martial souls."

"Tang San, naturally surnamed Tang. His martial souls are Blue Silver Grass and Hammer. Wait, Tang surname and Hammer?!"

Chen Xin's pupils contracted sharply. Realizing something, he looked up at Ning Fengzhi, seeking an answer.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and slowly said, "Tang San is very likely the son of that man, and his age matches."

"Tang Hao? After being silent for so long, is he finally coming back?!"

Chen Xin was very interested in Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo, and had long wanted to have a match.

"Dare to kill our people, does he think the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has no one?"

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi appeased him, "Sword Uncle, don't be angry. It's unwise to make an enemy of a Titled Douluo for two Soul Emperors."

"Hmph, Fengzhi, you disappoint me too much."

Chen Xin was somewhat disappointed by Ning Fengzhi's weakness. Tang Hao had already bullied them, and he was still weighing the pros and cons.

Unhappily flicking his sleeve, he left the great hall.

Ning Fengzhi did not retort. As a businessman, he naturally had to weigh the benefits.

He immediately wrote two letters and had them delivered separately to Flender and Ning Rongrong.

Balak Kingdom, Suotuo City, Shrek Academy.

Zhao Wuji invited Flender and Lan Minghua for drinks, and the three of them clinked glasses.

Lan Minghua easily got them drunk, and the two of them lay sprawled about.

"Two lightweights, if you can't drink, don't. Your drinking manners are terrible."

He squinted and looked out the window, when a voice suddenly exploded in his mind.

"Lan Minghua, get out here!"

Testing the waters, if it's good, please give me a recommendation ticket! Thank you, everyone!

Lan Minghua was not surprised by this, and was even getting impatient.

But if you call me out and I go out immediately, wouldn't that make me lose face?

He didn't even change his posture, continuing to drink his wine.

Tang Hao, outside the window, sensed that Lan Minghua hadn't moved. His turning footsteps paused, veins bulging on his forehead.

"How dare he! How dare he ignore me!"

A dignified Titled Douluo couldn't even get a mere Soul Saint to move.

If this got out, how could he maintain his reputation!

"I originally wanted to spare your life and make you Xiao San's dog. Since you're being uncooperative, die for me!"

Tang Hao's anger surged, his face like dark clouds, his killing intent seemingly dropping the surrounding temperature by several degrees.

Not afraid of being discovered, he took a step forward, like a bolt of black lightning streaking out.

Inside the room, Lan Minghua sensed Tang Hao's movement, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

If he dared to take on that tribulation for Zhao Wuji, then he wasn't afraid of Tang Hao.

"System, use the Wretched Fate Hua peak experience card for me."

For every ten percent increase in role-playing progress, he could obtain one Wretched Fate Hua one-hour peak combat power experience card.

With the current role-playing progress of over thirty percent, he had a total of three experience cards.