Shocking the Breaking Clan—Spear Techniques Could Be Like This? Becoming a Disciple?

Even though the blacksmith had guessed that a broken weapon capable of catching the eye of a Soul Master like Dai Chengfeng was probably anything but ordinary.

He still did not overcharge them by a single coin.

Soon, Zhu Fan finished paying and caught up with Dai Chengfeng.

The two of them disappeared at the end of the street.

The blacksmith, however, still stood rooted to the spot, staring in the direction the two had left, unable to come back to himself for a long time. "So spear techniques don't have to be like Master's. They can actually be this domineering..."

And at that moment.

A slovenly dressed Old Man walked out from the back courtyard, still bleary-eyed with sleep.

His hair was disheveled, as if it had not been combed in ages, and his clothes were still speckled with scraps left over from forging.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he muttered, "Tie Gen, why was it so noisy just now? It's the middle of the day, can't a man get a proper res—huh?"

Before he could finish speaking.

The Old Man's puzzled gaze landed not far away, on the wall Dai Chengfeng had smashed apart and the shocking cracks left across the ground.

He sobered up considerably in an instant. "Tie Gen, did a Soul Master come to wreck the place today?"

After saying that.

He smacked his lips and could not help clicking his tongue in wonder.

"Tsk, tsk. The Soul Power fluctuations clearly weren't that strong, but judging by this destructive force, his strength really isn't weak!"

"Looks like he was a Soul Master whose Martial Soul is a hammer..."

"I'm really curious what kind of hammer his Martial Soul is. This strength is almost catching up to the Clear Sky Hammer, isn't it?"

"Could that damned blacksmith have brought his son to see me?"

"No, with that personality of his, how could he possibly come to see me? And besides, his son seems to have awakened his Martial Soul not long ago."

Opposite him.

When the blacksmith the Old Man called Tie Gen heard this, he quickly shook his head and explained, "Master, it wasn't a hammer. It was cut out with a Painting Halberd!"

"What? A halberd?!"

Looking at Tie Gen, the Old Man's eyes filled with disbelief, and he immediately shook his head. "Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"

"Spears and halberds come from the same family. Halberd techniques are spear techniques too. And speaking purely of spear techniques, who under heaven could be stronger than my Breaking Clan?"

"What a pity!"

"In the clan, this old man has never once seen such an overbearing and unmatched spear technique..."

"That strength wasn't the slightest bit weaker than a Clear Sky Hammer of the same Soul Power level. It might even have been several notches stronger!"

"And you're telling me it was a halberd?"

When Tie Gen heard this, his expression turned solemn. "It's true, Master. How would I dare lie to you?"

"He also said..."

"Who says spears can only follow the path of technique and aggression? That in terms of pure strength, they're completely inferior to hammers?"

"In the past, hammers were the symbol of strength. But from now on, that won't be the case."

"All under heaven will know that those who wield spears can also... pull mountains with their strength, their spirit overshadowing the world!"

"Pull mountains with their strength... their spirit overshadowing the world? Hiss! In just seven words, it actually expresses that unmatched power completely!"

The Old Man's eyes were full of amazement, while at the same time, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

After all, he knew his own disciple. No matter what, Tie Gen could not possibly have said such words.

And back then, it was precisely because he had seen that his disciple was honest enough that he had made an exception and taken him in, despite the fact that he was not even a Soul Master.

"Tie Gen couldn't possibly lie to me. Could it really have been a spear technique?"

Thinking this, the Old Man could not wait any longer and hurried forward a few steps, carefully examining the cracks on the ground.

With just one glance, his scalp went numb. A chill rose up his spine, and his eyes filled with shock.

Because he discovered...

The cracks on the ground indeed carried a sharp edge. They clearly could not possibly have been smashed out by a hammer!

"Th-this... this was really a halberd? How could it be a halberd!"

"This simply surpasses the Worldly People's understanding of spear techniques!"

Suddenly, the Old Man stood up excitedly. "Such fierce and powerful strength—I've only ever seen it in that damned blacksmith's Clear Sky Hammer..."

"Back then, I was implicated by that damned blacksmith, which led to me only being able to live under an assumed name now. I don't even dare refine medicine, and I can't return home."

"If I can bring this kind of never-before-seen, overbearing and unmatched spear technique back to my Breaking Clan, could it raise the clan's overall combat strength to another level?"

Thinking this, the Old Man suddenly reached out with both hands and gripped Tie Gen's arms tightly, with so much force that Tie Gen could not help frowning.

In his eyes was an urgency that brooked no refusal.

"Tie Gen, do you still remember which way they went after they left?"

"And their general appearance."

"Quick! Tell your master, quick!"

Tie Gen was instantly startled by how excited his master was. He hurriedly pointed instinctively toward the far end of the street, in the direction Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan had left.

"One was a middle-aged man in black, and the other was a richly dressed young man in a white robe with gold thread..."

Before Tie Gen could finish, Old Man hurriedly nodded. "A middle-aged man in black, right? He may be middle-aged, which is a little embarrassing, but the accomplished are teachers."

"So be it!"

"I'll reward you when I get back!"

With that, he shot off like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Only then did Tie Gen finally come back to his senses. Looking at his master's back, he shouted, "Master, what are you going to do?!"

"Become his disciple!"

"Such tyrannical, unrivaled spear technique—I've never heard of it before, never seen anything like it!"

"If I don't learn it!"

"Then this old man will have lived this life in vain, in vain!"

Old Man's voice drifted back from afar.

"B-be-become his disciple?"

Tie Gen stared at his master's retreating figure, his face full of disbelief. "But that person... was that young man..."

The streets of Heaven Dou City were extraordinarily lively. Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan walked side by side through the crowd, talking in low voices.

Suddenly, Zhu Fan could not help letting out a low cry. "Is this huaji really as miraculous as you said, Chengfeng?"

Dai Chengfeng kept walking, nodded, and fixed his glittering gaze on the huaji. "All I can say is, it's even more miraculous than I described!"

"It might also have many hidden abilities that I still don't understand yet!"

"Then Chengfeng, you really picked up a treasure beyond measure this time! That luck of yours is simply incredible!"

Hearing this, the corners of Dai Chengfeng's mouth also lifted slightly; his happiness was obvious. Still, he shook his head faintly. "It wasn't that my luck was good."

"I still have to thank that senior from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengyuan!"

"If not for him, I wouldn't have had the chance to obtain it."

"Haha... Ning Fengyuan is such a good man!" Zhu Fan laughed loudly. "But if he knew he'd missed out on a treasure like this, I wonder if he'd be so angry he couldn't sleep?"

Dai Chengfeng smiled. "Hard to say."

"Senior Ning Fengyuan's Martial Soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. That's a top-tier support-type Martial Soul."

"To him, aside from smelting it down, this Fangtian Huaji is useless."

"If it were him, he'd probably have taken it straight back to the furnace and smelted it, and might not have discovered anything unusual."

"True..." Zhu Fan nodded.

At this point, Zhu Fan suddenly moved closer to Dai Chengfeng and lowered his voice. "Right, Chengfeng."

"Back at the Ye Family Clinic, you suddenly wanted to buy Whale Rubber. Isn't Whale Rubber for boosting virility? You don't need that."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, a gossipy expression appearing on his face.

"What, keeping it for backup?"

Hearing this, Dai Chengfeng unconsciously looked at Zhu Fan. Thinking of his "Whale Rubber mixed with rice," he could not help forcing down a laugh.

"Ahem."

"Saying Whale Rubber boosts virility—it can indeed do that."

"But actually, besides boosting virility, it also has an effect that Worldly People know absolutely nothing about!"

"It can also raise the maximum age limit of the Soul Ring a person can obtain!"

"What?!"

Zhu Fan's eyes widened. "There's something like that?"

Dai Chengfeng nodded slightly. "A few days ago, I happened to see a record of it in an ancient text."

As the two were talking, a sudden commotion broke out up ahead on the street.

Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan turned their heads curiously, only to see a sloppy old man in gray robes charging recklessly through the crowd behind them.