Lan Minghua, Become Stronger by Taking Disciples

Tang San stared dumbfounded at the familiar pile of minced meat, too shocked to speak.

The King of the Forest, the Titan Giant Ape, had been instantly killed in one move!

Not only Tang San, but Zhao Wuji and the others were also dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.

"Is this Huazi's true strength? The Titan Giant Ape couldn't even last one move!"

Zhao Wuji recalled the battle between Lan Minghua and Tang Hao that night, realizing the former had already held back.

The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch seemed to be frozen in place by some mysterious power, rigid on the spot.

The Dragon Duke's once robust body was now like a candle in the wind, trembling violently.

His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs about to pop out of their sockets.

The Snake Matriarch's face was even paler, like a sheet of white paper, devoid of any color.

Her lips trembled non-stop, her already sparse teeth chattering, making a clicking sound.

Lan Minghua descended from the sky and said to Tang San, "So, you said I couldn't beat this Little Ape?"

Tang San collapsed to the ground, completely unprepared for Lan Minghua's immense power.

Suddenly, he thought of something and cried out in a frenzy, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu isn't dead too, is she!"

Zhao Wuji was stunned. With such a powerful attack, let alone Xiao Wu, a mere Soul Grand Master, even he would have been reduced to ashes.

The others also stared at Lan Minghua in terror, wanting to know the answer.

Lan Minghua had no habit of acting maliciously. He said calmly, "Didn't I say earlier? She's fine. She might be back before long."

The others dared not speak. Whatever he said was law.

Lan Minghua knew he was misunderstood but was too lazy to explain.

After all, if Xiao Wu didn't come back, he would truly be the killer of a "rabbit."

Lan Minghua didn't dwell on it. He turned to look at the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch.

"So, are you still going to fight over the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent?"

Fight? With what? With their heads?

The Dragon Duke's face was extremely grim.

He had thought the other party was similar in strength to him, but he never expected Lan Minghua to be a Titled Douluo.

To be so disrespectful to a Titled Douluo, even if they were killed, they could only accept it.

Meng Yiran, though a bit arrogant, understood the current situation.

She tugged at the Dragon Duke's clothes and whispered, "Grandpa, I don't want this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent anymore. Let's leave quickly."

The Dragon Duke gave a wry smile. Now, if they wanted to leave, they had to consider Lan Minghua's feelings.

To leave rashly would be to disrespect him.

Disrespecting a Titled Douluo? How could their Exotic Beast family afford such arrogance?

Lan Minghua clearly heard Meng Yiran's words. She wasn't like that little devil Ning Rongrong.

She was a bit arrogant, yes, but at sixteen, she had already reached level thirty, and her talent was decent.

Her demeanor was also good; at least her character wasn't a major issue.

Lan Minghua silently chanted, "System, check Meng Yiran's System Talent Score."

[Name: Meng Yiran.]

[Age: Sixteen.]

[Martial Soul: Snake Head Crutch.]

[Soul Power: Level 30.]

[System Talent Score: 81.]

"Only 81 points? Compared to the protagonist group, her talent is indeed a little lacking."

Lan Minghua wasn't surprised. In Douluo Continent Season 1, not many people had talent comparable to the Shrek Seven Devils.

Among their peers, perhaps only Feng Xiaotian, Shui Bing'er, and Huo Wu from the Elemental Academy, and the Golden Generation from Martial Soul Hall had talent that could rival the protagonist group.

Meng Yiran's System Talent Score exceeding 80 was already considered genius.

Lan Minghua stepped forward and said softly, "Are you still going to fight for it?"

The Dragon Duke smiled obsequiously, "Your Excellency jokes. Since it's a Soul Beast your disciple fancies, how would I dare to covet it?"

The Snake Matriarch chimed in, "This old woman's eyes are poor. I hope Your Excellency won't take my earlier words to heart. I shall slap myself."

As she spoke, she raised her hand towards her own face.

Just as her palm was about to land, it was suddenly stopped by a force.

"Enough, let this be the last time."

Lan Minghua stepped forward and looked at the Dragon Duke and the other two. "It's not impossible for me to give you this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, but you have to agree to one condition."

The Dragon Duke dared not bargain, and respectfully said, "Your Excellency, whatever you wish, as long as it is within my power, this old man will do it without hesitation."

Lan Minghua raised a finger and pointed at Meng Yiran, saying, "Your granddaughter has good talent. Let her be my disciple, and this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent will be her Third Soul Ring."

"Uh?!"

Everyone present was stunned. Was this how things were supposed to develop?

Wasn't it supposed to be Lan Minghua heavily extorting the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch, and then giving them the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent?

Why did it suddenly turn into taking a disciple?

Hearing the words "good talent," Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched.

It wasn't that he was bragging, but when it came to talent, weren't all seven Shrek Seven Students stronger than Meng Yiran?

It was just that Zhao Wuji didn't know that Lan Minghua's criteria for accepting disciples weren't just about talent.

The Dragon Duke was stunned, then overjoyed.

He never expected such immense fortune to fall so gracefully upon his granddaughter.

"Yiran, why aren't you quickly performing the disciple-paying ceremony!"

Meng Yiran was dumbfounded. This wasn't how she imagined it.

However, becoming a disciple of a Titled Douluo who could instantly kill a Titan Giant Ape was definitely not a loss for her.

She immediately knelt before Lan Minghua and kowtowed heavily three times.

Respectfully, she said, "Master!"

Lan Minghua nodded slightly and said, "En, from now on, you are my disciple."

He then turned and looked at Oscar, "Oscar, aren't you going to give the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent to your Junior Sister?"

Oscar was on the verge of tears, "Master, wasn't this the Third Soul Ring you chose for me? How come you've forgotten me now that there's a little Junior Sister?"

"Stop dawdling and quickly give the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent to your Junior Sister. I've already found a more suitable Soul Beast for you. If you don't believe me, I'll spank you!"

Hearing that Lan Minghua had already found a more suitable Soul Beast, Oscar's expression changed faster than flipping a book.

He dragged the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent to Meng Yiran and chuckled.

"Third Junior Sister, I am your Senior Brother. I am fourteen years old this year, and I am also level thirty."

Then he pointed at Zhu Zhuqing and introduced, "That is your Second Senior Sister, Zhu Zhuqing. She is twelve years old this year and a Soul Grand Master at level twenty-nine."

Meng Yiran's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips. She hadn't expected that Oscar, who looked a bit shifty, was actually level thirty and two years younger than her.

Second Senior Sister Zhu Zhuqing, who was a full four years younger than him, had already reached level twenty-nine at the age of twelve.

He had thought that reaching level thirty at sixteen was already incredibly talented, but compared to Oscar and the others, it was simply not worth mentioning.

The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch were also very shocked. It turned out that the talent of these children was so terrifying.

If they were to truly offend them, their future would be filled with anxiety.

Lan Minghua glanced at Oscar and said discouragingly, "When did I ever say she was my third disciple?"

"Huh? Isn't that right?" Oscar's eyes widened, and he pointed at himself, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran in confusion. "Isn't it just the three of us?"

"You have a Third Junior Brother too. You should be able to meet him soon. Don't be scared by your junior brother then."

Nonsense, your Third Junior Brother and Senior Brother are Titled Douluo.

Lan Minghua said to Meng Yiran, "Oscar and Zhuqing are your Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister. You also have a Third Senior Brother. If you can't bring yourself to call them that, just call them by their names."

Meng Yiran was, after all, older than Oscar and the others. It was a bit difficult for her to call people younger than her Senior Brother or Senior Sister.

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong, who had been silent all along, stepped forward.

"Teacher Lan, I also want to take you as my master. Please accept me too!"

Saying this, Ning Rongrong was about to perform the kowtow.