Successful Disciple Acceptance, 790,000-Year Hurricane Black Hand

Ye Lingling's pupils contracted sharply.

She looked at Yu Xiaolong, her face full of disbelief.

Yu Xiaolong's voice was calm.

"I can awaken a Twin Martial Soul for you."

"A... Control-type Martial Soul."

Ye Lingling's pupils dilated.

Twin Martial Soul?

These four words were like a thunderclap.

Across the entire Douluo Continent, Twin Martial Souls were the stuff of legend.

Out of ten thousand people, one might not even appear.

"Impossible..."

Ye Lingling muttered to herself.

She took a half-step back and shook her head.

"A Twin Martial Soul is a miracle that only occurs once in a millennium."

"How could it be awakened just like that?"

"Benefactor, you are lying to me."

Her eyes were filled with skepticism.

The Seven Heart Begonia family had studied Martial Souls for generations.

Her understanding of Martial Souls far exceeded that of her peers.

The awakening of a Twin Martial Soul required immense fortune.

It was absolutely not something that could be achieved by human effort.

Yu Xiaolong did not explain.

He simply watched Ye Lingling quietly.

His gaze was calm, yet carried a strange sense of confidence.

"You don't believe me?"

Yu Xiaolong asked.

Ye Lingling nodded.

Very honestly.

Yu Xiaolong smiled slightly.

"Then if I succeed, what will you do?"

Ye Lingling was silent for a long time.

She looked into Yu Xiaolong's eyes.

There was not a hint of jest in those eyes.

"If it is true..."

Her voice was very soft.

"I will take you as my master."

"Sincere and genuine, without a shred of falsehood."

Yu Xiaolong nodded.

"Good, it is a deal."

He stepped back and sat back down in his chair.

"Kneel and pay your respects."

Ye Lingling bit her lip.

She was still hesitating.

This matter was simply too inconceivable.

What if Yu Xiaolong was deceiving her...

But then she thought, what else did she have to lose?

Her grandfather was aged, and her family was withering.

Her marriage was being treated as a transaction.

In this life, it seemed she had never possessed the power to choose.

And now, someone was telling her otherwise.

You can possess power.

You can control your own destiny.

Even if there's only a one-in-ten-thousand chance.

She wanted to try.

Ye Lingling took a deep breath.

She slowly knelt down.

Her purple skirt spread out on the ground.

The girl's waist was straight, like a sword.

She clasped her hands together and placed them on her forehead.

She slowly kowtowed.

Her movements were light, yet carried a sense of finality.

"Master above, please accept your disciple's bow."

Her voice was clear and cold, yet every word was distinct.

Yu Xiaolong looked at the girl kneeling before him.

Moonlight streamed in through the window.

It landed on her shoulders, creating a silver halo.

[Ding--]

A system prompt sounded.

[Successfully accepted Ye Lingling as a disciple!]

[Acquired Martial Soul: Pisces Star Dragon!]

Yu Xiaolong's pupils contracted slightly.

Pisces Star Dragon?

In his mind, a massive dragon silhouette appeared.

A Two-headed Fish Dragon, clad in starlight.

Slowly swimming through the void.

It was an extremely rare dragon-type martial soul.

Of exceptionally high quality.

But at this moment, Yu Xiaolong's face remained expressionless.

He couldn't let Ye Lingling see through him.

Ye Lingling finished her kowtow and straightened up.

She looked at Yu Xiaolong, waiting for him to say something.

However, nothing happened.

Yu Xiaolong made no move.

No unusual phenomena occurred either.

Disappointment flickered in Ye Lingling's eyes.

As expected...

Was it a lie?

She didn't speak, just stood up.

Her gaze returned to its usual coldness.

"Benefactor, I..."

Yu Xiaolong raised his hand to interrupt her.

"It's normal that you don't believe."

His voice was calm.

"Nothing happened today."

"But that doesn't mean nothing will happen in the future."

"After you go back, if you feel any changes within your body."

"Come to the Dragon God Temple to find me."

Ye Lingling looked at him in silence.

Dragon God Temple?

She had heard of that name.

Recently, she has become famous in Heaven Dou Imperial City.

But she didn't know that Yu Xiaolong was the master of the Dragon God Temple.

"Dragon God Temple..."

Ye Lingling repeated softly.

Yu Xiaolong nodded.

"Yes, the Dragon God Temple."

"If you say my name, no one will dare to stop you."

Ye Lingling was silent for a moment.

She bowed slightly.

"Thank you, benefactor."

"I will remember it."

She no longer called him Master.

Obviously, she still didn't believe him.

Yu Xiaolong didn't force it.

He watched Ye Lingling turn and leave.

Her purple skirt flashed one last time at the door.

Then she disappeared.

The door closed gently.

Yu Xiaolong let out a long breath.

He plopped down on a chair.

"This Old Man Ye..."

He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"To actually send his own granddaughter to sacrifice herself."

"What kind of logic is that?"

Yu Xiaolong shook his head.

How old was Ye Lingling?

Even in this world, she was still a young girl.

"I'm already a middle-aged uncle."

Yu Xiaolong touched his face.

Although after transmigrating, this body of his was only in his early twenties.

But his psychological age...

He sighed.

Moreover, Ye Lingling's personality.

Introverted, aloof, and spoke only when necessary.

"Giving me a mute as a disciple."

"How am I supposed to teach her?"

Yu Xiaolong rubbed his temples.

But then he thought about it.

Ye Lingling's figure was indeed...

He recalled the fleeting glimpse from earlier.

Her fair collarbones, her rounded shoulders.

The gap in her neckline, vaguely revealing a snowy curve.

And those long legs.

Yu Xiaolong shook his head forcefully.

"What are you thinking!"

He stood up and walked to the window.

The night breeze blew in, carrying the scent of begonia flowers.

Yu Xiaolong took a deep breath.

He calmed himself down.

He began to take stock of his gains tonight.

Accepted Ye Lingling as disciple, obtained the Pisces Star Dragon martial soul.

This is for the disciple, he can't use it for now.

But the other one...

Yu Xiaolong spread his hands.

A system prompt appeared before his eyes.

[Successfully accepted Ye Lingling as disciple, received additional reward!]

[Fourth Soul Ring: Hurricane Black Hand!]

The corners of Yu Xiaolong's mouth turned up.

The fourth soul ring, this was a good thing.

The soul ring was originally black.

Ten-thousand-year level.

But now...

The system prompt continued.

[Soul Ring Age: Seven Hundred Ninety Thousand Years!]

Yu Xiaolong's eyes suddenly widened.

Seven hundred ninety thousand years?

A red light bloomed from his palm.

The light grew stronger and stronger.

Illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

The red soul ring slowly rose.

Suspended in front of Yu Xiaolong.

The soul ring was entirely crimson, yet it emitted a faint green light.

The green light was like emerald.

Flowing across the surface of the red soul ring.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Seven hundred ninety thousand years..."

Yu Xiaolong's voice trembled.

He knew the system would give rewards.

But he never expected it to be so terrifying.

A seven hundred ninety thousand year soul ring.

This was already close to the peak of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

On the entire Douluo Continent, the number of people who could possess such a soul ring.

Could be counted on one hand!

No!

There should be none!

Yu Xiaolong reached out and touched the soul ring.

The red halo slowly merged into his palm.

A surge of immense power flowed into his body.

Yu Xiaolong felt his entire body tremble.

In his consciousness, a pair of enormous hands appeared.

As black as ink, entwined with green wind patterns.

Hurricane Black Hand.

A power-type soul ring!

Yu Xiaolong attempted to activate his soul power.

Two giant black palms condensed behind his back.