Becoming Amorous Douluo's Disciple

"Lin Yuan, I retract what I said earlier." Ning Zhiyuan completely wiped the smile from his face, looking at Lin Yuan with utmost seriousness.

"My Nine Treasures Glazed Sect is willing to cultivate you as a future Guardian Douluo, pouring resources into you. Are you willing to join the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect and protect it for the rest of your life?"

"I am willing." Lin Yuan nodded firmly.

Ning Zhiyuan laughed, and a strange feeling welled up in the bottom of Lin Yuan's heart.

Why did this uncle's smile look a bit like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law?

"Good, very good." Ning Zhiyuan's gaze shifted to the awakening spirit master standing to the side.

The man nodded to Ning Zhiyuan immediately, understanding that such matters could not be leaked.

As it happened, there was no one else in this large venue, so sealing the information would be quite simple.

Not to mention the Empire and other forces, if Shrek learned that Lin Yuan was a genius with twin super spirits, they would swarm in like sharks smelling blood to snatch him away.

"Let us depart for the sect immediately. As it happens, our current generation has a Title Douluo whose spirit is a sword."

Lin Yuan nodded, and Ning Zhiyuan beckoned to Ning Tian and Wu Feng, heading toward the exit of the awakening room.

"Hello, my name is Ning Tian." Ning Tian walked over, reached out, and smiled at Lin Yuan.

"Hello, Lin Yuan..." While shaking hands, Lin Yuan met a scorching gaze coming from behind Ning Tian.

Wu Feng was looking at him with a hostile expression, much like a kitten guarding its food.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but twitch his lips. Was she already showing such tendencies at this age?

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Seeing Lin Yuan's strange expression, Ning Tian turned her head in confusion.

She was met with Wu Feng's perfectly innocent smile; she didn't see anything strange at all.

When Ning Tian turned her head back to look at Lin Yuan, Wu Feng once again revealed that intimidating, terrifying expression.

Seeing that Lin Yuan still wore a strange look, Ning Tian turned back again to check on Wu Feng's innocent smile.

When Ning Tian turned her head back, Wu Feng hissed at him again.

Lin Yuan was embarrassed beyond measure; her expressions changed faster than flipping a book.

Hissing at him, but smiling at Ning Tian, right?

Arriving at the main hall of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, a place he usually could only gaze at from afar.

Ning Zhiyuan asked him to wait a moment, as he had already summoned the three Title Douluos of the sect.

The first to arrive was a white-bearded old man who fit the stereotype of a Douluo Continent powerhouse perfectly.

He looked very standard, the very image of a classic elderly Title Douluo.

"Little Yuan, what business do you have summoning this old man?" The old man laughed heartily at Ning Zhiyuan.

His gaze fell upon Lin Yuan, and he suddenly sensed that his spirit power was actually at level ten!

"It wouldn't be because of this kid, would it? Is his spirit similar to ours? Did you bring him for us to see if we should take him as a disciple?" The old man pointed at Lin Yuan.

"Yes, Uncle Cao. We will discuss the details once everyone has arrived."

Ning Zhiyuan pushed Lin Yuan's back, and the stunned Lin Yuan immediately cupped his hands toward the old man: "Junior Lin Yuan, greetings, Senior."

"Heh." The old man revealed an amused smile.

"This old man is named Cao Xin, a level ninety-four Title Douluo, with the Affectionate Sword spirit. My title is Amorous Douluo."

"Amorous Douluo?" Lin Yuan was dumbfounded.

Cao Xin, Affectionate Sword, Amorous Douluo.

Could this person be an ancestor of Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin from the era of Legend of the Dragon King?

If that were the case, those two who swore to be husband and wife in the next life might really be brothers in this one...

"What? A child like you has heard of my fame?" Cao Xin looked at Lin Yuan's expression and chuckled.

Lin Yuan just shook his head and said, "Senior Amorous, I was just curious—since there is an Affectionate Sword, could there be a Ruthless Sword spirit in this world?"

"There is indeed." Cao Xin did not deny Lin Yuan's question.

"And it belongs to our family line, though they split off years ago for certain reasons."

Lin Yuan nodded in understanding, then helplessly twitched his lips in his heart.

They really were family!

"By the way, little one. What is your spirit?"

Lin Yuan looked at Ning Zhiyuan, who nodded at him.

No longer hiding it, he immediately released his Jade Slaughter Dragon Sword spirit.

"This..." The moment the spirit appeared, Cao Xin's expression was no better than Ning Zhiyuan's when he first saw Lin Yuan's spirit.

Cao Xin could feel his Affectionate Sword martial soul being clearly suppressed, which meant that the quality of the Jade Dragon-Slayer martial soul far exceeded his own.

Ning Zhiyuan pushed up his glasses with a smile in his eyes, and as the other Title Douluo arrived, this scene played out on their faces one after another.

In the end, Lin Yuan apprenticed himself to Cao Xin to learn the way of the sword.

The other two Title Douluo also indicated that if he had any questions regarding his cultivation, he could come and ask the two of them.

"Not bad, not bad. This old man has truly struck gold." He stroked Lin Yuan's head and laughed incessantly.

Although Lin Yuan did not like being treated this way, he could not bring himself to slight the old man's face.

"Congratulations, Old Cao. It seems you finally have a successor." A Title Douluo with a somewhat gloomy complexion congratulated Cao Xin.

"That goes without saying. You need to hurry up too, Old Snake."

"I'm not like you; I have children," the Title Douluo called Old Snake teased Cao Xin.

"Those children of yours have no real talent. Who do you plan to pass your life's skills on to?"

"Hey, you thick-browed, big-eyed fellow, is that any way to expose someone's shortcomings?" Old Snake was so angered by Cao Xin's mouth that he laughed.

"...Sect Master, if there is nothing else, I shall take my leave." The young Title Douluo in the room, who rarely spoke, bowed to Ning Zhiyuan.

"It's fine, Uncle Gu, you may go." Ning Zhiyuan nodded understandingly at the black-robed Title Douluo and let him leave.

The Title Douluo bowed slightly to Ning Zhiyuan before departing from the area.

Hearing the way Ning Zhiyuan addressed that Title Douluo, Lin Yuan could not help but frown.

Uncle Gu? That was the same way Ning Fengzhi addressed the Bone Douluo; could this person be the Bone Dragon Title Douluo?

"Alright, kid." Cao Xin interrupted Lin Yuan's deep thoughts.

"Since you have apprenticed under me, I shall give you a welcoming gift."

With that, Cao Xin immediately took an orange-yellow, gelatinous substance the size of Lin Yuan's head out of his storage soul tool.

Although he did not know its age, Lin Yuan still recognized this as Whale Glue.

"This is a thousand-year Whale Glue I collected while adventuring in my younger years. A piece of this size is extremely rare on the market. Have someone teach you how to absorb it later."

After saying this, Cao Xin tossed the thousand-year Whale Glue into Lin Yuan's arms.

Lin Yuan stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

"Thank you, Master." Lin Yuan hugged the Whale Glue, a look of utter distress on his face.