No Spear Passes Yun Guan

As the words fell, the scene instantly plunged into an eerie silence.

Yun Ming's figure paused slightly, the hand holding the small booklet frozen in mid-air, a flicker of imperceptible astonishment crossing his usually composed and calm features.

He had anticipated that Leng Yaozhu would not agree, but he had never expected Na'er to reject him directly.

Beside him, Ya Li's red lips parted slightly, but the words died in her throat, and she remained silent.

What could she even say?

Yun Ming had only brought out his insights as a Spear God to persuade Leng Yaozhu to allow him to exchange a few words with Na'er.

He had even promised that if Na'er agreed to take him as her master, he would offer a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone as compensation and a gesture of gratitude to Leng Yaozhu.

Yet, before Leng Yaozhu could even give an answer, Na'er, the person directly involved, had already refused.

Leng Yaozhu was also taken aback for a moment, then let out a soft laugh, looking to be in quite a good mood.

One must know, even a novel would not dare to write Yun Ming's life this way.

In his youth, he suppressed the geniuses of his generation, once publicly accepting challenges from sixteen rivals in love, sweeping aside sixteen Title Douluo under the age of forty single-handedly—a feat that shocked the world.

At thirty-one, he broke through to become a Limit Douluo, stepping into the realm of a demigod, and fought the previous Spirit Pagoda master, Qiangu Dieting. This veteran powerhouse, also a demigod, was easily crushed by Yun Ming; the battle left such an indelible psychological shadow on Qiangu Dieting that his breakthrough to quasi-god was delayed by a full thirty years.

At thirty-five, he reached the rank of quasi-god, breaking the sky with a single spear strike above Ming Capital, intimidating the entire Federation and snatching Ya Li away.

Later, during the Battle of Tianhai, he fought the War God Temple master Chen Xinjie, who was over a hundred years his senior, for three days and three nights. After the fierce battle, Chen Xinjie admitted defeat, and from then on, Yun Ming's status as the strongest on the Douluo Continent remained unshakable.

Leng Yaozhu had watched Yun Ming create countless glories and witnessed him step by step reaching the pinnacle; not to mention Yun Ming's own confidence, even she felt that her chances of competing with him for Na'er were slim.

Yet, she never imagined that this peak powerhouse of the continent, adorned with countless halos, would be rejected by a six-year-old child before he could even finish his proposal.

The most interesting part was that the child even wanted to get his Spear God insights for free.

The stagnant atmosphere lingered for a long time. Yun Ming looked at Na'er, who wore an expression like she had just found money, and sighed faintly: "Na'er, do you know who I am?"

"I know," Na'er tilted her little head, her silver hair swaying gently, her small face full of triumph. "The current Spear God, Sky-Prop Douluo, right?"

Having just arrived in the human world, she naturally did not know who the Sky-Prop Douluo or the Holy Spirit Douluo were, but as the peerless and wise King Na'er, she had easily extracted the key information from their conversation.

Spear God, Sky-Prop, something Ming or Ming something.

Since she didn't know his name, wasn't he just "the current Spear God, Sky-Prop Douluo"?

Moreover, this Spear God had come uninvited and immediately asked to take her as his apprentice; to her, it held no appeal at all.

First, she had zero interest in spear techniques.

In her view, wouldn't it be easier to just stab someone with the Silver Dragon Spear during a fight? If an enemy couldn't be finished in one strike, just use another; why all the unnecessary complications?

Secondly, she didn't think being a Spear God was such an impressive realm.

With King Na'er's peerless talent and supreme wisdom, she could reach the realm of a Spear God easily without anyone's guidance.

Most importantly, the Spirit Pagoda had money and power. Staying here, she could eat well and live comfortably, and she even had a junior fellow apprentice who smelled better than a Chicken Wishbone—just smelling him made her feel happy.

In summary, in the heart of King Na'er, taking Yun Ming as a master < Chicken Wishbone ≤ An Lan.

Therefore, she only wanted that booklet that had fallen from the sky; she had no intention of changing her allegiance whatsoever.

"Alright, Yun Ming, since Na'er is unwilling to take you as her master, just hand over your Spear God insights to me. I believe that in a few decades, you will see a new Spear God born under my tutelage," Leng Yaozhu said with a radiant smile.

Although she enjoyed seeing Yun Ming thwarted, she had no intention of wasting time with him here; she just wanted to take the benefits and return to the Spirit Pagoda.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Na'er also nodded repeatedly, urging him, "Hurry up and give that booklet to my teacher! Once I become a Spear God in the future, I will definitely thank you properly!"

Yun Ming's eyelids twitched at these words. Given his status, he naturally could not go back on his word or renege on a promise.

He sighed deeply, ultimately saying no more, his tone carrying a hint of resignation: "So be it. It seems we have no fate as master and apprentice. I only hope these insights of mine can be of some help to your future cultivation!"

As he spoke, his wrist flicked slightly, and the yellowed booklet in his hand flew toward Leng Yaozhu, carried by a gentle wave of soul power.

Leng Yaozhu raised her hand to catch it steadily, then nodded slightly to Yun Ming and Ya Li as a farewell.

Then, holding Na'er's hand, she turned and headed toward the Spirit Pagoda with her disciples, Leng Qingning, Le Lingzhao, and An Lan.

Watching the three adults and two children gradually move into the distance, Yun Ming stood with his hands behind his back, sighing softly: "Both Na'er and An Lan possess Innate Full Soul Power and astonishing talent. The Phoenix Family's fortune is truly profound!"

"Indeed," Ya Li nodded slightly, her voice soft. "Although Yaozhu's breakthrough came a bit late, becoming a demigod will not be difficult."

"With two demigod Four-Word Battle Armor Masters, and once Na'er and An Lan grow up, the Qiangu Family, the Federation's number one family, will have to step down."

Although Yun Ming felt a bit depressed that Na'er had refused his apprenticeship without a second thought, he had no intention of returning to the academy immediately after coming all this way.

He turned around, gently took Ya Li's hand, and strolled in another direction.

After walking only a few steps, Ya Li couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, laughing softly: "Brother Ming, how does it feel to be rejected?"

Having known him for many years, this was the first time she had seen Yun Ming hit a wall. Naturally, she wanted to tease him about such a rare occurrence.

Yun Ming smiled faintly: "She is just a child, after all, with an unsettled mind. I fear her thoughts aren't even on cultivation yet. She currently feels that staying at the Spirit Pagoda is comfortable; even if I were to explain the difficulty of mastering the spear and the rarity of becoming a Spear God, she wouldn't listen."

"There is plenty of time. Once she encounters setbacks in her future cultivation, she will naturally understand what a rare opportunity it is to have a Spear God provide personal guidance."

He was extremely confident, believing that Na'er would one day repent and eventually join his school.

After all, on the Douluo Continent, No Spear Passes Yun Guan.

Yun Ming in the front, Guan Yue in the back.

Ya Li, however, felt that Yun Ming was being too presumptuous. She shook her head slightly and said softly: "I think that child is simply not interested in the way of the spear. I fear you are just wishing for something that will never happen."

"No, she is just too young," Yun Ming insisted.