Become My Disciple, Ultimate Speed!

That sense of frustration was like a basin of ice water poured from head to toe, chilling her heart to the core.

On the battle platform, the surrounding crowd erupted into chaos.

"What just happened? I didn't see a thing!"

"When did this guy leave the platform? I didn't even blink, so how did he just vanish?"

"He comes without a shadow and goes without a trace; this is true speed!"

"Miss Bai is fast indeed, but compared to this guy, it's like heaven and earth. They aren't even on the same level!"

"Too strong. This isn't a Soul Skill; this is pure, crushing speed!"

Dai Hong's mouth hung wide open, his entire being stunned.

He rubbed his eyes several times before confirming he hadn't misread the situation.

Yu Xiaolong was indeed no longer on the battle platform.

And the message coming from Three Mile Pavilion stated that Young Master Yu was already there drinking tea, and the tea was nearly cold.

How long had it been? Ten breaths?

No, likely even less.

From the east gate to thirty miles outside the west gate, he had used less than ten breaths of time, and that was after Bai Chenxiang had started running several breaths ahead of him!

Today, he had finally seen what speed truly was; this was the real deal!

Dai Hong's reverence for Yu Xiaolong instantly soared to a new height.

This man was simply a god.

Bai Chenxiang stood frozen in place, motionless.

She lowered her head, her purple twin-tails hanging down listlessly.

Her hands gripped her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning deathly pale from the force.

She couldn't bring herself to say the words, "I lost."

She was a genius; how could she lose? How could she possibly lose?

But—

Her body trembled slightly from the exhaustion of the high-speed dash, and her legs felt weak; that momentary burst of speed had nearly drained all of her soul power.

And Yu Xiaolong was just sitting there drinking tea.

The gap was so vast it made her despair.

Huo Wu walked out of Three Mile Pavilion and patted Bai Chenxiang on the shoulder.

"Alright, stop spacing out. Losing to that old geezer is nothing to be ashamed of."

Her tone remained as stubborn as ever, but a flicker of softness flashed in her eyes.

This girl's expression reminded her of herself. Back when she first lost to Yu Xiaolong, she had looked just like this.

Stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, clinging to her pride, while inside she was bitter to the extreme.

"Even I can't beat him, so it's normal for you to lose," Huo Wu offered a rare word of comfort, but immediately followed it with a jab, "Though, you did lose quite miserably, haha."

Bai Chenxiang's face turned even redder in an instant.

She wanted to run.

She wanted to escape this place.

She didn't want anyone to see her in such a pathetic state.

She turned to leave, only to collide with a solid chest.

Yu Xiaolong was standing behind her, his deep eyes watching her quietly.

"You lost."

His voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable weight.

Bai Chenxiang bit her lower lip and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

How does this person walk without making a sound?

When did he even get here? Not only is my speed inferior to his, but I couldn't even sense him approaching? This is too embarrassing.

"Now, you will take me as your master."

Yu Xiaolong's words struck like a hammer, slamming hard against Bai Chenxiang's heart.

She jerked her head up, her face deathly pale.

"I, I..."

Her lips trembled as she wanted to make excuses, wanted to go back on her word.

I am a genius of the Speed Clan; how can I just take an outsider as my master?

If word gets out, where will the family's face be left?

More importantly, bowing to someone who had defeated her was more unbearable than killing her.

Yet, the words reached her lips but refused to come out.

Because in Yu Xiaolong's eyes, there was no mockery, no triumph, only a calm gaze.

That calmness made her feel worse than any mockery.

"You want to go back on your word?" Yu Xiaolong raised an eyebrow slightly.

Bai Chenxiang's face flushed as if it could bleed.

What to do? She couldn't run, couldn't fight, and couldn't argue.

Did she really have to take this person as her master?

She secretly glanced up at Yu Xiaolong, then quickly lowered her head.

Her heart inexplicably began to race.

Strange, she had been defeated by him, so why was it that when she was close to him now, besides the feeling of defeat, there was also a trace of an indescribable flutter in her heart? Was it submission? Or...

She dared not think further.

Huo Wu watched from the side, the smile in his eyes growing more pronounced.

This old man had taken another disciple, how interesting.

Meanwhile, Dai Hong looked at Yu Xiaolong with a face full of admiration.

This was the demeanor of a true powerhouse.

Bai Chenxiang bit her lip, her heart struggling intensely.

Become a disciple? Not become a disciple?

Agree? Go back on her word?

Always proud and arrogant, she felt for the first time in front of someone what it meant to be powerless.

And this was just the beginning.

White Family Fortress.

Bai He slammed his palm on the table, making the teacups jump.

"Who has the guts to abduct someone from my White Family Fortress?"

His white beard trembled, sparks flying from his eyes as he paced anxiously.

This old man had been poor his entire life, but his reputation was more precious than his life.

If his granddaughter was abducted, how would he be able to show his face?

"Prepare the horse! I will personally tear that scoundrel apart!"

His voice was hoarse, like an enraged old crane, but his heart was pounding.

That girl was already a handful; how could someone provoke her intentionally?

Could it be that they were after her beauty?

As this thought surfaced, Bai He felt a chill run down his spine, and his steps quickened.

He cursed as he rushed, "This damned girl, always talking about being a 'genius,' and now she's really attracted a wolf!"

But despite his scolding, his cloudy old eyes were filled with anxiety, not a trace of blame.

He was so poor that all he had left was his dignity and his granddaughter; he couldn't afford to lose them.

The edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, ancient trees towered, light and shadow dappled.

Bai Chenxiang was slung over Yu Xiaolong's shoulder, like a startled cat.

"Put this young lady down! You old man!"

Her twin ponytails whipped around with a snap, her small legs kicking wildly.

She felt both ashamed and angry, wishing she could bite this scoundrel to death.

But the man's arm was like an iron clamp, unmoving, and his speed was outrageously fast.

The wind whistled past her ears, trees blurred into streaks, faster than she could fly at full speed.

Bai Chenxiang was shocked; even her grandfather might not be able to catch up at this speed.

"If you curse one more time, I'll strip you naked and hang you on a tree."

Yu Xiaolong's voice was very calm, his steps unceasing.

Bai Chenxiang choked, her small face turning red, and she managed to swallow her words.

She was stubborn, but not foolish.

The man's eyes were as cold as knives; he would absolutely do what he said.

"You... what exactly do you want? I don't have a spirit bone, and I certainly don't have money!"

Her confidence wavered; she knew full well that the White Family Fortress was dirt poor.

"Take me as your master."

"Huh?"

Bai Chenxiang thought she had misheard and widened her eyes.

"Why should a genius like me take you as a master? Who do you think you a—ah!"

Before she could finish, Yu Xiaolong accelerated, moving so fast he left a blur behind.

Bai Chenxiang's stomach churned violently, and she nearly threw up.

"Speed. I can teach you that."

Yu Xiaolong's voice remained indifferent, yet to her ears, it carried the weight of Thousand Jun.

Bai Chenxiang fell silent, small tears welling up in her eyes.

She had always prided herself on being a genius, but in the realm of speed, she had long yearned to break her limits.

Her grandfather couldn't teach her, but this man could.

"I... I..."