Taking Leng Yaozhu as His Master

"Little fellow."

Leng Yaozhu spoke gently. "I heard Lu Feng say that your Flame martial soul possesses the dual ultimate attributes of Ultimate Fire and Ultimate Poison?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Sky Phoenix."

Fang Ming nodded slightly, his expression calm.

"Would it be convenient for you to let me see it?"

Leng Yaozhu smiled faintly, anticipation visible on her face.

"Of course."

With a thought, Fang Ming released his martial soul, Netherworld Poison Flame.

"Puff."

A ball of green flame appeared out of thin air, burning silently.

The Flame not only radiated intense heat, but also carried a chilly, ghostly aura, as though it had come from beneath the Nine Netherworlds.

The air around the flame warped slightly, emanating a suffocating pressure that made one's heart tremble.

"This..."

A trace of shock flashed through Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes.

She herself possessed Ultimate Fire, and her perception of fire attributes far surpassed that of ordinary people.

The moment Netherworld Poison Flame appeared.

Leng Yaozhu immediately sensed the purity and dominance contained within it.

It was an ultimate flame that surpassed even hers, while the intertwined Ultimate Poison made even her faintly apprehensive.

Fire and poison, both peerless—dual ultimate attributes.

Leng Yaozhu gave Fang Ming a deep look, her resolve growing firmer.

She had only developed a hint of curiosity after hearing Lu Feng's report, which was why she had come personally to meet this child.

But now that she had witnessed it with her own eyes, that curiosity had turned into an appreciation for talent.

"Fang Ming, are you willing to become my disciple?" Leng Yaozhu asked gently, her smile warm and graceful.

"Disciple Fang Ming greets Teacher."

Fang Ming bowed.

"Good."

Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly, the smile at her lips deepening. "From this day forward, you are my, Leng Yaozhu's, disciple."

She took out a golden token and handed it to him. "Fang Ming, this is my identity token."

"Thank you, Teacher."

Fang Ming accepted the token and spoke solemnly.

"Mm."

Leng Yaozhu nodded in satisfaction, her beautiful eyes revealing gratification. "This token not only represents my identity, but will also grant you many conveniences within the Spirit Pagoda."

"If you encounter any difficulty, you may display this token."

"Understood, Teacher."

Fang Ming nodded and carefully put away the token.

"By the way, you absorbed the Unyielding Soul Spirit, Purple Radiance Venom Dragon."

Changing the subject, Leng Yaozhu looked at him with great interest. "Come, try it on me. Let me see its effects."

"Alright, Teacher, be careful."

Fang Ming reminded her.

"Mm."

Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly, signaling for him to attack without restraint.

Fang Ming raised his right hand slightly, and a green flame appeared in his palm.

Behind him, a purple soul ring slowly emerged.

"First Soul Skill: Netherworld Dragon Flame!"

"Boom!"

The green flames abruptly surged, condensing amid the rolling fire into the shape of a ferocious dragon head.

Two points of ghostly light flickered where its eyes should have been, as though it were alive, carrying an icy and intimidating might.

The flames burned through the air with sizzling sounds. As the surrounding temperature suddenly soared, a bone-chilling coldness also spread through the area.

With a roar like a dragon's cry, Netherworld Dragon Flame hurtled toward Leng Yaozhu.

Leng Yaozhu remained calm and casually waved her jade-like hand.

The next instant, a Soul Power barrier condensed out of thin air.

"Rumble!"

Netherworld Dragon Flame struck the barrier with a dull boom.

Green flames scattered in all directions, and ripples spread across the barrier, yet it did not move in the slightest.

The attack had been blocked.

However, Leng Yaozhu's brows furrowed slightly.

She could feel the flames continuously corroding the barrier with a sizzling sound.

At the same time, a strange sensation of spiritual power being scorched flowed upward against her Soul Power, making her raise an eyebrow.

"Now that's something."

A gleam flashed through Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes. "Soul Power corrosion, spiritual burning. The dual attributes of fire and poison have fused perfectly into the soul skill. Truly impressive."

She paused, her gaze upon Fang Ming becoming increasingly satisfied. "This Netherworld Dragon Flame has tremendous potential. As your Soul Power improves, both its might and the intensity of its fire and poison will rise accordingly."

"Thank you for your praise, Teacher."

Fang Ming responded humbly.

Leng Yaozhu looked at the steady young man before her, becoming more and more pleased.

After pondering briefly, she suddenly asked, "Fang Ming, do you plan to return to the Spirit Pagoda headquarters with me to study, or remain in Eastsea City for school?"

Fang Ming thought for a moment before answering, "Teacher, this disciple wishes to remain in Eastsea City for school, but I will come to the Spirit Pagoda headquarters to see you then."

"Alright."

Leng Yaozhu nodded and did not force the matter.

Rather than having him follow her immediately, letting him study and gain experience in Eastsea City was also a good path.

"Lu Feng."

Leng Yaozhu called out.

The next instant, the door was gently pushed open. Lu Feng quickly walked in and bowed. "Lady Sky Phoenix."

"This is my disciple, Fang Ming."

Leng Yaozhu's tone was casual, yet carried unquestionable authority.

"Congratulations, Lady Sky Phoenix, on gaining such an excellent disciple." Lu Feng hurriedly said, his face full of smiles.

"Mm."

Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly. "Lu Feng, Fang Ming will not be returning to headquarters with me for the time being. He will be attending school in Eastsea City."

"While I am away, look after him well on my behalf."

"Rest assured, Lady Sky Phoenix. This subordinate will certainly do his utmost." Lu Feng replied respectfully.

"Fang Ming."

Leng Yaozhu looked at Fang Ming, her tone softening somewhat. "Teacher will be leaving first. Call me anytime if anything happens; there is no need to be reserved."

"If you encounter trouble you truly cannot handle, remember to contact me at once."

"Understood. Take care, Teacher." Fang Ming bowed to see her off.

Leng Yaozhu then turned and left, her figure quickly disappearing beyond the door.

"Fang Ming."

Lu Feng looked at Fang Ming with a friendly smile. "If you need anything in the future, come find me at the Spirit Pagoda. No need to stand on ceremony."

"Alright, then thank you, Tower Master Lu."

Fang Ming said.

"No need for such courtesy."

Lu Feng waved his hand.

"Alright."

Fang Ming nodded. "Tower Master Lu, I'll take my leave first."

"Take care. Come visit whenever you have time." Lu Feng waved with a cheerful smile.

Fang Ming walked out.

At that moment, Cang Xuan was waiting outside.

"Old man, I took Sky Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu as my master." Fang Ming walked up, his tone carrying a trace of pride.

"Mm."

Cang Xuan responded blandly.

"What, old man? You aren't surprised at all?" Fang Ming asked curiously.

Cang Xuan gave him an indifferent glance. "It would be surprising if she didn't take you as her disciple."

"Uh..."

Fang Ming choked on his words, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Alright, it is time for us to return to Aolai City." Cang Xuan said.

"Mm, alright."

Fang Ming nodded.

"Today, go back and get some proper rest."

Cang Xuan's tone was calm. "You still have class tomorrow."

"Huh?"

Fang Ming froze. "Old man, didn't school already start today?"

"Just because school has started, you think you do not have to attend class?"

Cang Xuan's tone remained calm, but his words carried an undertone that brooked no refusal.

"Then... can I not go?"

Fang Ming asked tentatively, trying to make one final struggle.

"No."

Cang Xuan answered crisply.

Still unwilling to give up, Fang Ming tried to argue his case. "Old man, I have already finished all those books. What they teach in class is completely useless..."

"Either way, you must attend class."

There was no room for negotiation in Cang Xuan's tone.

"Fine..."

Fang Ming reluctantly conceded, looking utterly lifeless.