Wukong Seeks a Master

The Sword Saint agreed to my request without hesitation; it turns out he, like Fiora, was a big fan of Wukong!

There's only one condition: Wukong must become his disciple and, from then on, dedicate himself to cultivating the Wuju Style as a successor of the Wuju Swordsmanship. ☺👤 🍫👑

Wukong hesitated after hearing this, "Master Yi, I... I've already taken a master and am now a disciple of the Wind Sword Sect. I can't join the Wuju Style anymore."

"That's a pity. The Wuju Style is never passed on to outsiders. You'd better watch yourself."

"Wukong, you should join the Wuju Swordsmanship. My Wind Sword technique is not yet perfect; I can only teach you the form, not the essence. You won't learn anything from me."

"But..."

"Don't hesitate any longer. We can still be friends even if we're not master and disciple. It's not like we're saying goodbye."

Hearing my words, Wukong's doubts were dispelled. "Okay, then from now on I'll call you Brother Yasuo!"

"That's right, go and become an apprentice!"

Wukong quickly bowed to the Sword Saint. He didn't know how to bow before, but he had learned it from other sects in the past few days.

The Sword Saint smiled and nodded, "Alright, then I'll accept you. Today is over. Starting tomorrow, come here to find me before sunrise every day, and you can go back after sunset."

"Okay!" Wukong didn't ask why. As long as he could improve himself, he wasn't afraid of any kind of hardship.

Winter dusks are very short; in the time it takes for us to chat, the sky darkens, the evening clouds are cold, and Wukong shivers on the barren cliff.

We walked back down the mountain at a leisurely pace. On the way, I asked about the Sword Saint's Sword Control Technique: "Master Yi, was the move you just used Sword Control Technique? I've never seen you use it before?"

"Yes, this is the profound meaning of the Wuju Style that I recently comprehended, and my master named it 'One Slash Thousand Machines.'"

" To One Slash Thousand Machines, cutting off all hope of survival?"

"Haha, I wouldn't dare exaggerate. My cultivation is still shallow. Only when I reach the state of oneness with Unity of Heaven and Man will I be worthy of this name!"

The Sword Saint is very humble, and this isn't an act; it comes from the heart. Only someone like him can become a true master!

Halfway there, I suddenly saw three short figures ahead of me. Two of them were Kennen and Kled, and I didn't recognize the third one, but he was undoubtedly Yordle as well.

No wonder I hadn't seen them for the past few days; they had come out together to look for their companions. We quickened our pace and caught up with them.

Hearing that someone was chasing them, they turned around and saw it was us. Kennen greeted us.

"It's you guys, Yasuo, Yi, and the little monkey."

"Little mouse, where have you been?"

Upon hearing Wukong's words, the Yordle I didn't recognize burst out laughing, "Little mouse, hahaha, aren't you angry to be called that, Kennen?"

"He's a little monkey, I'm a little mouse, that's fine, but if you dare call me that, I'll definitely slap your mouth shut!"

"Oh my, that's scary!"

This mischievous Yordle, like all male Yordle, was covered in white hair, and his round eyes made him look just like a little white dog.

He was wearing a ridiculous pair of overalls with a large pocket in the front and a large pocket in the back, which made him look quite adorable.

"Alright, Mangi, let me introduce you."

"No need, Yasuo, Yi, and the little monkey, you've already said that."

"Okay, then I'll introduce you to them..."

"No need, I can do it myself. Hello friends, my name is Mangi. I just came to this world from Bandle City. I have a very good temper, so you can joke with me as you like. Of course, you also have to be able to take my jokes. If you can't, it's okay, since you can't beat me anyway."

He has such an adorable face, yet he's so annoying. I guess I'd better stay away from him in the future, but for now, I should still be polite.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mangi. May I ask what the will that brought you into this world was? Understanding each other better will help our relationship." Though I said this, I really just wanted to avoid him as much as possible.

"Oh? You know quite a lot, Yi. You even know the conditions under which we were born. I am the will to create; I can create all sorts of strange and wonderful things."

Mangi only knew our names but couldn't match them up, and at that moment she mistook me for the Sword Saint.

"That's amazing! He's the Great Inventor. By the way, this person is Yi, and I'm Yasuo."

"You have a good eye! I'm a great inventor, much better than Heimerdinger. Oh, you might not know him, but he's a slovenly and old-fashioned little inventor. I'm the Great Inventor!"

Mangi assumed I didn't know Heimerdinger, so he belittled him and used the opportunity to elevate himself. Needless to say, the title of "little inventor" was definitely his.

Sure enough, Kennen immediately exposed him. "Stop talking nonsense, Mangi. If the Old Chieftain finds out you've said that about Heimerdinger, he'll definitely scold you."

"I was right, he's sloppy and dull, nowhere near as good as me!"

"Alright, you can call yourself the Great Inventor in this world, but don't forget to change it back when you get back!"

Kennen's words proved my point; Mangi was indeed a minor inventor. His dissatisfaction with Heimerdinger showed that he wanted the title of the Great Inventor.

At this point, Kled added, "By the way, Yasuo, you should talk to Mangi more often when you have free time. He's someone I hired to deal with the Vastaya; he's not very strong, but he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

"Kled, couldn't you have been a little more tactful? I'm quite strong, okay?"

It turns out the two of them went back to Bandle City to ask for help. It must have been tough for them. It seems they've developed a deep bond after getting used to life in this world.

But then again, why didn't Kled bring more people with him from Noxus? There should be many strong warriors there.

"General Kled, why did you only bring two people? Where are Darius and Swain? And Rappor?"

"Don't even mention it, the troubles just keep piling up..."

Kled spoke haltingly, but it was still understandable: LeBlanc had become active again, spreading the benefits of Dark Magic everywhere and guiding mages to join the Black Rose.

However, she hasn't done anything to harm Noxus yet; the real problem is a serial killer.

No one knows the identity of this serial killer. So far, he has killed many high-ranking Noxus figures, and without exception, all of them have been drained of their blood!

The most terrifying thing is that these people who were drained of their blood mysteriously disappeared from the cemetery. There is no doubt that someone is plotting a disaster against Noxus!

Swain initially suspected LeBlanc, but after investigation, he ruled out Black Rose as the culprit because there were no traces of Black Rose at the scene.

Later, this person attacked Darius!