Wants to Become Zhu Fan's Disciple? The Second-in-Command of the Breaking Clan, Yang Wushuang!

"This Heaven Dou City truly lives up to being the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

Zhu Fan's gaze swept over the Old Man in the crowd who was charging around recklessly. He sized him up, then smiled and said to Dai Chengfeng beside him, "Tsk, tsk. Some random crazy old man, and I reckon he actually has the cultivation of a Soul Saint?"

Dai Chengfeng shook his head, his expression unchanged. "It has nothing to do with us. Let's go."

"True..."

Zhu Fan shrugged and turned to leave.

Just then, he suddenly sensed a black shadow behind him, wrapped in a gust of wind, lunging fiercely toward him.

"What the hell! Where did this Big Black Rat come from?"

Zhu Fan instinctively tapped the ground lightly with his foot, and his whole body slipped away from the spot like a ghost.

But in the next second, he felt his right leg suddenly tighten.

Looking down, Zhu Fan discovered that his leg had already been firmly hugged by that shabby Old Man from just now, who refused to let him escape.

I'm a Soul Douluo, and a speed-type Soul Douluo whose Martial Soul is the Hell Spirit Cat at that.

Even if it happened suddenly, and even if I didn't take it seriously at all, there's no way a Soul Saint should have been able to grab me this easily!

At that thought, Zhu Fan's heart tightened. "This crazy old man isn't simple!"

Dai Chengfeng watched the scene and likewise frowned slightly, a trace of doubt flashing through his eyes. "Staged extortion?"

But very soon, he shook his head again. This is Douluo Continent, not my Previous Life, and the other party is a Soul Saint...

With his strength and status, he definitely wouldn't be short on money.

Could it be... my identity and Uncle's have been exposed?

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng's brow furrowed even more deeply. But that shouldn't be possible!

With Senior Ye Renxin's medical ethics, which I'd even heard about in the Star Luo Empire, he would absolutely never do something like sell out my identity.

And just as Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan were both filled with confusion, unable to guess the other party's purpose...

At this moment, the Old Man hugging Zhu Fan's thigh finally slowly raised his head.

Looking at Zhu Fan, his face was full of excitement, and his eyes even shone with a few traces of fervor. He shouted directly at Zhu Fan, "Master!"

"Your disciple searched several streets for you, and now I've finally found you!"

In an instant, Dai Chengfeng looked at Zhu Fan in surprise. My uncle actually has a disciple this old in the Heaven Dou Empire?

How come I didn't know?!

And Zhu Fan, at this moment, was likewise stunned. He hurriedly shook his head at Dai Chengfeng, his eyes full of innocence.

It was as if he were saying, Chengfeng, Uncle is wholeheartedly loyal to the Star Luo Empire. How could I possibly have a disciple like this in the Heaven Dou Empire?

I don't even know who he is!

Across from them, however, the Old Man paid absolutely no attention to Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan's shock.

He still hugged Zhu Fan's leg tightly, his face piled with a fawning smile, and said urgently, "Master, that strike just now that split the floor of my Blacksmith Shop—surely that was your halberd, right?"

"When I saw that crack at first glance, I was completely shocked by you!"

"I never imagined there could be such domineering and unrivaled spear technique under heaven. It simply surpassed my understanding of spear arts..."

"This of yours is practically carving out an entirely new path beyond spear arts!"

"That's why I swore right then and there!"

"If I don't master this set of spear techniques, then I'll have lived this life in vain!"

As he spoke, the Old Man used both hands to vigorously massage Zhu Fan's thigh, his eyes full of pleading. "Master, seeing how sincere I am, could you take me in as your disciple?"

"From now on, I'll serve you tea and water, run around before and after you, Wash clothes and cook for you, brave boiling water and raging fire for you, and even if it means climbing mountains of blades or descending into seas of fire, I won't refuse..."

"Really, in the future, I can even care for you in old age and send you off at the end!"

At this moment, Zhu Fan finally understood what this Old Man who had suddenly appeared wanted to do... He actually wanted to acknowledge that "spear dao expert" as his master!

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhu Fan's mouth curled into a playful smile. He looked at Dai Chengfeng and raised his eyebrows.

"Chengfeng, what do you think we should do about this?"

"The reason this old man came over is because he wants to take the person who slashed out that halberd strike as his master!"

"And he's even willing to serve tea and water and care for him in old age and send him off at the end!"

"Tsk, tsk. Such an old disciple..."

At this moment, Zhu Fan only wanted to burst out laughing. In a bit, when this old man finds out that I'm not his "Master," and that the "Master" he's talking about is Chengfeng, his expression will definitely be interesting, won't it?

And as Dai Chengfeng listened to Zhu Fan's teasing, his forehead was instantly covered in black lines.

After all, given this Old Man's age, he wanted to care for him in old age and send him off at the end?

It would already be good enough if Dai Chengfeng didn't have to care for him in old age and send him off!

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng helplessly shook his head, preparing to refuse outright.

After all, putting aside the fact that he currently had no intention of taking on disciples at all, even if he really were going to accept a disciple, there was no way Dai Chengfeng could take an old man so much older than himself as his disciple, right?

Across from them, the old man looked at Zhu Fan, who had not agreed to his request to become his disciple, and seemed somewhat anxious.

He hurriedly let go of Zhu Fan's leg, stood up, straightened his disheveled clothes, and said to Zhu Fan, "Right, Master, I forgot to introduce myself..."

At this point, he suddenly turned his head and growled in a low voice at the curious people looking over from all around. "What are you staring at? Never seen someone take a master before?"

In an instant, an extremely powerful surge of Soul Power erupted from his body, and the surrounding air suddenly grew heavy.

The onlookers' expressions changed drastically, and they retreated involuntarily.

Seeing this, the old man nodded in satisfaction, then moved close to Zhu Fan again and whispered, "My name is Yang Wushuang. I come from the Breaking Clan, and my Martial Soul is the Breaking Soul Spear."

"So, Master, don't be fooled by my age. I dare guarantee you that my talent in the way of the spear will absolutely not disappoint you!"

Yang Wushuang?

The younger blood brother of the Breaking Clan's clan head, Yang Wudi?!

Dai Chengfeng, who had originally planned to reject him outright and have Zhu Fan drive him away...

The instant he heard the old man's name, a flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes.

That shouldn't be right!

If I remember correctly, in the Original Work, wasn't Yang Wushuang supposed to have been captured by Spirit Hall? Then, to keep from revealing the Breaking Clan's poison formulas, he faced Spirit Hall's brutal torture and interrogation, chose death over submission, and even tried to bite off his own tongue to kill himself, though he didn't succeed.

In the end, he was controlled by Young Woman Pope Bibi Dong's mind-control Soul Skill and defected to Spirit Hall, didn't he?

Could it be that it hasn't yet reached the point in time when Yang Wushuang was captured in the Original Work?

Dai Chengfeng was not sure.

After all, the Original Work had never recorded in detail exactly when Yang Wushuang had been captured.

And right now, Qian Renxue had only just become crown prince, while the Heaven Dou Empire's Second Prince and Third Prince had not yet died from poisoning.

There were still many years to go before Xue Ye was poisoned.

Maybe at this point in the Original Work, Yang Wushuang really hadn't been captured yet. But it could also be the Butterfly Effect caused by my transmigration?

Thinking of this, Dai Chengfeng stopped dwelling on it.

He looked at Yang Wushuang in front of him, respectfully bowing to Zhu Fan, his face filled with longing to become his disciple, and a trace of interest suddenly flashed through his eyes.

"You really are Yang Wushuang?"

Hearing this, although Yang Wushuang did not know who Dai Chengfeng was, perhaps because he saw that Dai Chengfeng was with Zhu Fan, he still smiled and nodded in response to Dai Chengfeng's question.

"Of course. The genuine article!"

As he spoke, Yang Wushuang suddenly took two White Jade Gourds from his chest, each clearly of extraordinary quality at a glance, and kept the same ingratiating smile on his face as he said to Zhu Fan, "Master, this person is your..."

"Don't call me Master. That one is the one who should be your master, haha..."