Personal Disciple

Bang bang bang.

In a daze, Chen Feng kowtowed three times, even he himself could hardly believe it.

He had just become a personal disciple of a Great Martial Master.

That was Zhou Bingzhong, the most powerful Martial Master in all of Pingcheng, one of the very top echelon of people.

"Good, good, good! Get up quickly." Zhou Bingzhong helped Chen Feng up, his words full of joy, "From now on, you are my sixth personal disciple!"

Chen Feng looked up and saw the smile on Zhou Bingzhong's face, and behind him, Yao Xingzhi, who was still sulking.

"Congratulations."

Yao Xingzhi's congratulations sounded insincere.

But this was the Master's decision, and he could not refuse.

Chen Feng's expression was complicated. When the Master asked those questions, he had intended to deceive and brush them off.

But in the end, he decided not to go against his conscience and told the truth.

Perhaps, if he had answered differently, he would not have become a personal disciple, never gained Zhou Bingzhong's approval.

Even... been disliked.

"Xingzhi!"

Yao Xingzhi bowed to receive the order.

"Tell your other Senior Brothers to all come back tomorrow, to the mansion. I have accepted a new disciple, and we need to inform the Ancestor."

"And spread the word, Chen Feng is my personal disciple. When he goes out, he represents me, Zhou Bingzhong!"

"Yes."

Yao Xingzhi agreed, but he seemed somewhat reluctant.

How could Zhou Bingzhong not know what his disciple was thinking? He gently patted Yao Xingzhi's head and said with a smile:

"You should learn more from this Junior Brother of yours in the future! You're always so dull and unresponsive, your brain doesn't work well."

"If Chen Feng wanted to play those little tricks, would he have said them so openly? Would I have accepted him as a disciple?"

Yao Xingzhi was stunned. He turned and pondered.

Hiss~ That makes sense.

Then, a smile reappeared on his face: "Congratulations, Junior Brother Chen Feng! From now on, we are Fellow Disciple Senior Brothers."

Chen Feng nervously returned the courtesy bow, while also noticing that his senior brother truly had no hidden depths.

His likes and dislikes were clear, his emotions fully displayed on his face without any concealment.

He could be described as having a pure heart.

Chen Feng recalled his previous thoughts. Although he hadn't acted on them, in comparison, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"Alright, you two brothers should communicate well from now on... Chen Feng."

"Disciple is here."

"Tomorrow, you will accompany me to the residence to offer incense to the Grand Ancestor, as a witness. You don't need to prepare anything, just be present."

"Disciple understands."

Until Chen Feng walked out of the main hall, he still felt a sense of unreality. He had passed the test in a daze.

If he said he was calm now, that would be a lie.

He couldn't suppress the joy in his heart at all.

Having transmigrated here for over two months, Chen Feng had worked as a Laborer, been a Porter, and even washed dishes in a restaurant... experiencing all the hardships of the lowest rung.

He was alone and helpless, and he also carried the Clan Destruction Revenge.

Now.

He was someone with a background!

He felt much lighter, his tense nerves relaxed... it felt so good.

[Your State of Mind has changed... Experience +500]

Yao Xingzhi looked at Chen Feng with a cheerful smile:

"Junior Brother, Master said you'll stay by my side for the next few days. I don't know why, but you don't need to be formal. We're Family from now on."

Chen Feng nodded and cupped his hands, saying, "If Chen Feng has any shortcomings, please bear with me, Senior Brother, and point out my mistakes."

"Definitely... Hmm, right, I have another piece of good news to tell you... good news for you."

"What is it?"

"Lin Yan is dead. He was found dead in an alley this morning. The Lin Family came to find Master. It seems the incident happened not far from our martial arts school."

"In the Opening Acupoints Realm, one's Perception is much stronger, especially sensitive to blood. But Master said he has no leads."

"This world is truly messy. Not only is it chaotic outside the city, but it seems the inside is also unsafe..."

Yao Xingzhi sighed.

Chen Feng was slightly stunned, finally understanding the problem. He smiled faintly, realizing his Master already knew.

"Mm."

Chen Feng responded without pretense, no longer wearing the mask of hypocrisy and disguising himself with elaborate acting as he had in the past.

He simply replied indifferently.

Lin Yan had already become the past.

"Why don't you seem surprised at all?"

"Actually, Master told me earlier. He also told me that the culprit had a flaw, something a Great Martial Master wouldn't miss."

"Huh? When did Master tell you?"

"Just now."

"I was there just now too, why didn't I hear it?"

The two walked side-by-side through the martial arts hall's corridor, passing through numerous courtyard gates and training grounds.

Along the way, many disciples looked at them with surprise.

They seemed unable to understand when Chen Feng's relationship with Second Senior Brother had become so close.

It wasn't until that noon, when they saw the announcement posted at the martial arts hall, that they finally understood.

Chen Feng was now a direct disciple of the Hall Master.

That youth with Zhong Xia Gen Gu had stepped onto a level they could hardly reach.

Chen Feng stepped into a small courtyard, surveying his surroundings with joy in his eyes.

The courtyard had only three or four brick houses, much quieter than the bunk beds of ordinary disciples. While not luxurious, it was excellent. Greenery lined the sides, pleasing to the eye.

In a corner of the courtyard was an old well, with a stone trough beside it full of clear water for use. In the center of the courtyard, a small area was paved with bluestone bricks, flat and tidy.

Yao Xingzhi took out a key and opened a room door.

The scent of wooden furniture wafted into Chen Feng's nostrils. The room was simply furnished, with a table, a bed, and a stool. The bedding was neatly folded on the bed, suggesting someone had tidied it up.

This was to be his residence from now on.

"How is it?"

Yao Xingzhi asked with a smile.

"Very satisfied."

Chen Feng thought of his house in the slums, the surrounding environment was dirty and messy, no matter how much he cleaned the interior, there was always an unshakeable sour smell.

Not to mention furniture.

A plank with something padded on it was considered a bed.

Now this room was clean and tidy, making one feel comfortable. Chen Feng finally remembered that he had mysophobia in his previous life... Too much to say, all tears.

"It's good that you're satisfied, just settle in. The houses around here are occupied by Jiao Xi and Fourth, this is the highest grade dormitory in our martial arts school."

Yao Xingzhi tossed the key to Chen Feng.

"Continue to follow me, I'll take you to get the pills."

"Pills?" Chen Feng quickly followed.

"Didn't Master say you're about to become a Martial Artist? As a Personal Disciple, how can you be without pills to break through your cultivation."

"Don't we need to buy them from the apothecary?"

"The herbs for the tonic soup need to be bought from the apothecary because they are used in large quantities during normal practice and run out quickly."

"But pills like the Blood Condensing Pill used for breaking through are rarely used, so the martial arts school only keeps some in stock."

Chen Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"Senior Brother, can you help me see what this medicine is?"

With that, Chen Feng took out the Loot he had obtained from Lin Yan, that small porcelain bottle.

"Eh?"

Yao Xingzhi raised an eyebrow, took it, removed the stopper, and after smelling it, said:

"What a coincidence, this one you have is also a Blood Condensing Pill."