Talent isn't important, being pretty is enough!

Chao Tianxiang asked in surprise, "Little Brother Mu, you've started taking on disciples at such a young age?"

Mu Chen gave a calm smile, "One of my few hobbies is taking on disciples; these four are all my students."

He pointed to Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Tang San, then ruffled Xiao Wu's hair.

Hearing this, Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran were quite astonished.

Mu Chen looked at Meng Yiran with a beaming smile and extended an invitation, "Miss Meng, would you be interested in becoming my disciple?"

"Ah?"

Meng Yiran was stunned for a moment. Her instincts urged her to agree, but family considerations forced her to look back at Chao Tianxiang to seek her opinion.

"Don't look at your grandmother, just look at me." Mu Chen stepped forward, cupped Meng Yiran's face, and turned it back toward him, "I am taking you as a disciple, not your grandmother."

The corner of Chao Tianxiang's mouth twitched.

He was cynical, impossibly arrogant, and didn't seem to take her seriously at all.

"Little Brother Mu, this matter is too sudden. Let us discuss it first." Chao Tianxiang gave an awkward laugh and pulled Meng Yiran behind her.

If Mu Chen's strength hadn't been far superior to her own, she would have already struck him with her staff.

"Fine, no rush. Take your time to think it over."

Mu Chen smiled slightly at Meng Yiran, then turned and walked back to his group.

"Teacher, just how many disciples are you planning to take?" Xiao Wu leaned in, looking speechless.

Mu Chen laughed, "The more, the better."

Xiao Wu was left without a retort.

Mu Chen patted Xiao Wu's head and began to direct the group, "San, Dai, Ma, you three keep watch on the perimeter. Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, Rongrong, you stay with me and guard Oscar."

Everyone followed his instructions.

Chao Tianxiang pondered for a moment before taking Meng Yiran and walking toward Mu Chen's side.

She would never forget Mu Chen's seven ten-thousand-year soul skills for the rest of her life, but she was even more curious than before.

However.

No matter how curious she was, she didn't dare to ask.

Meng Yiran also kept her eyes fixed on Mu Chen, remaining silent.

Xiao Wu didn't have so many reservations. After sitting down right next to Mu Chen, she asked directly, "Teacher, why are all your soul rings black, ten-thousand-year ones?"

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also pricked up their ears to listen.

"There are so many outsiders here! How can you ask such a private question?" Mu Chen gave Xiao Wu's head a sharp rap, speaking quite bluntly.

Xiao Wu covered her head and pouted, but she didn't argue back; after all, Mu Chen was right.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong covered their mouths and giggled.

Fortunately, with Xiao Wu acting as the sacrificial lamb, they hadn't been rapped on the head.

Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran looked awkward.

Weren't they the only two outsiders here?

A long while later, Mu Chen suddenly stood up and looked toward the depths of the forest. This action immediately drew everyone's attention.

Chao Tianxiang was the second to react. She looked toward the depths of the forest, and her face lit up with joy.

In the blink of an eye, an elderly man with white hair and a white beard appeared before them, holding a dragon-headed staff.

"Old man!"

Chao Tianxiang was overjoyed.

The person who arrived was none other than Meng Shu, nicknamed the Dragon Duke, her husband and a Soul Douluo.

She immediately took Meng Yiran to reunite with Meng Shu.

"Old woman, why aren't you out looking for a soul beast with Yiran? What are you doing here?"

Meng Shu asked with a frown. His cold eyes swept over Mu Chen and the others, simultaneously noticing the dead Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent and Oscar, who was currently absorbing a soul ring.

"Old man, it's like this..." Chao Tianxiang recounted the whole story to Meng Shu, especially the fact that Mu Chen possessed seven ten-thousand-year soul rings.

After hearing Chao Tianxiang's account, when Meng Shu looked at Mu Chen again, his eyes held nothing but shock and wariness.

"Heh—"

Mu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the breeze. A faint smile hung on his face, and he remained calm and composed even when facing the Peerless Dragon-Snake Duo.

This poise and indifference made Meng Shu even less inclined to underestimate him.

"Little Brother Mu is truly young and promising. May I ask which faction you hail from?"

Meng Shu asked with a chuckle, not putting on any airs; he looked just like an ordinary old man.

This speed of changing faces made Mu Chen sigh inwardly.

There were still some merits to these old fellows that were worth learning from.

"I do not hail from any faction, nor does any faction possess the qualifications to command my service."

Mu Chen's handsome face seemed etched with arrogance and disdain, his eyes brimming with utter contempt.

Upon hearing this, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang exchanged a glance, unable to conceal the shock in their hearts as their pupils abruptly constricted.

It was not just them who felt stunned; even Xiao Wu and the others looked at Mu Chen with eyes full of admiration after hearing his words.

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were each lost in their own thoughts.

"Teacher, you are so domineering!"

Ning Rongrong grinned and gave a thumbs-up.

"It is merely the truth."

Mu Chen said indifferently.

In this Douluo Continent, who could possibly do anything to him?

Even if Qian Daoliu were to come, he would treat him like a dog on a leash!

Just then.

Oscar finished absorbing his spirit ring and woke up.

Everyone turned to look at him in unison.

"Teacher Mu, everyone, I succeeded!"

Having broken through to become a Soul Elder, Oscar was incredibly excited.

"I see."

"Everyone, prepare to move out."

As Mu Chen's voice fell, he looked back at Meng Shu, Chao Tianxiang, and Meng Yiran.

"What are the three of you thinking?"

"Miss Yiran, have you considered it?"

Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang looked at each other in dismay.

Meng Yiran bit her lower lip, glanced back at Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang, and made her decision: "Grandfather, Grandmother, I want to take him as my master."

Meng Shu frowned and said, "I do not oppose your decision, but you must think it through clearly. Do not act on impulse, and do not let your head get hot."

"I have thought it through." Meng Yiran nodded gently, though in reality, she truly felt as if she had a fever.

Meng Shu sighed softly and waved his hand.

Mu Chen was incredibly mysterious; despite his young age, he already possessed the cultivation of a Soul Saint and even had seven ten-thousand-year spirit rings.

If Meng Yiran were to become Mu Chen's disciple, there might be unexpected benefits.

"Sir, please accept me as your disciple!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Yiran walked with firm steps to Mu Chen and bowed in salute.

Mu Chen smiled with satisfaction: "Very well. From this moment on, you are my fifth disciple."

[Ding--! Host has successfully taken Meng Yiran as a disciple!]
[Talent: B!]
[Reward obtained: Spirit Power increased by one level!]
[All spirit ring ages increased by 1,000 years!]
[First Martial Soul: Radiant Dragon King]
[First Spirit Skill: Dragon King's Verdict: 12,400 years!]
[Second Spirit Skill: Dragon King's Roar: 12,800 years!]
[Third Spirit Skill: Holy Light Illuminates the World: 14,500 years!]
[Fourth Spirit Skill: Radiant Dragon Judgment: 17,000 years!]
[Fifth Spirit Skill: Radiant Dragon Fury: 39,200 years!]
[Sixth Spirit Skill: Dragon King Annihilation Array: 66,000 years!]
[Seventh Spirit Skill: Dragon King True Form! 94,000 years!]
[Current Soul Power Level: 76!]

A B-grade talent could only be considered average, but it did not matter—as long as she was beautiful, that was enough!

Where else could he find so many good-looking geniuses with talent? Settling for less occasionally was perfectly fine!

"I will certainly help you find a suitable spirit beast to serve as your third spirit ring!" Mu Chen said with a breeze-like smile, helping Meng Yiran to her feet.

The moment Meng Yiran looked up, her heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, she didn't want to be Mu Chen's disciple quite so much anymore; she wanted to knock Mu Chen unconscious, take him away, build a secret chamber, and lock him inside.