Xiao Wu: I Want to Become His Disciple Too. What Are My Chances?

In the blink of an eye, about another month passed.

Tang San fully embraced his blacksmith's spirit. Using his spare time, he quickly built two small cabins at the foot of the mountain with wooden planks and iron bars.

Every day, he got up at dawn to stand guard and only went back to rest when the moon hung high in the sky.

However, with Xiao Wu there to help, his work became much easier.

Under Xiao Wu's Explosive Eight-Stage Drop, many young women from Suotuo City had been scared senseless by being thrown around. They no longer dared to wander around the foot of Immortal Mountain or shout nonsense.

This made the environment around Immortal Mountain much quieter.

Only then did Tang San have the energy to observe Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation.

With his foundation in martial arts, he realized that they were not going crazy as Xiao Wu had claimed. They were cultivating an incredibly profound and powerful martial art.

The Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record gathered the strengths of countless schools. It covered Shaolin, Wudang, and even Mohist Mechanisms.

Yet Tang San could only recognize the Tai Chi techniques on Ning Rongrong. As for the mystical arts of strange gates, they were far too profound for him to grasp.

"This martial art may be even more precious than the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record."

That was the only conclusion Tang San reached.

The strongest aspect of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record was its hidden weapons, especially the hidden weapons ranked in the top three of the Mysterious Heaven Ranking. Each was capable of shaking heaven and making ghosts weep.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill was merely a method of breathing and body transformation. It could not be considered particularly powerful.

As for techniques such as Mysterious Jade Hands, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Purple Demon Eyes, and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, while each had its own merits, they all relied on personal skill and lacked a complete system.

What he lacked most was a core cultivation method.

"I never expected Immortal Mountain's teachings to have already reached such a profound level."

"That poor master still thinks his teachings can surpass Immortal's. That is simply impossible."

Thinking of how those students from Shrek Academy had recently been training bitterly, believing they could crush Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing under their master's instruction, Tang San could only shake his head helplessly.

Xiao Wu had told him about it.

Xiao Wu did not need to remain at the foot of Immortal Mountain every day. Whenever she had nothing to do, she loved wandering around and stepping in whenever she saw injustice.

From time to time, she ran into Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others during their weighted running training, and she could not help mocking them a few times.

At a bend in the mountain path, beneath a crooked tree, Xiao Wu squatted on the roots in utter boredom, tearing leaves from the branches. Her pale yellow braid hung over her chest as her fingertips pinched a locust leaf and shredded it into thin strips.

"Third Brother, do you think that Immortal really is that handsome and that powerful?"

She casually tossed the torn leaves into the air. "I've been here for more than a month, but I haven't seen him even once. What kind of person who is clearly so powerful and handsome hides on the mountain every day instead of showing himself?"

Xiao Wu had become increasingly interested in Su Chen, but this Immortal was impossible to pin down, appearing and disappearing like a divine dragon. It frustrated her greatly.

Tang San had just finished guiding the day's seekers through their Trait Entry tests. Sitting on a blue stone nearby to rest, he had been thinking about how he could defeat Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Hearing her, he looked up and said helplessly:

"Xiao Wu, this is already the ninety-ninth time you've asked this month. You'll know once you get the chance to see him for yourself."

"I'm asking because I can't see him!"

Xiao Wu jumped to her feet and planted her hands on her hips.

"Teachers like that are the best liars! Maybe he is usually covered in wrinkles, with a white beard dragging on the ground. He is too embarrassed to meet anyone, so he hides up on the mountain!"

"Only when he has no choice but to appear does he use some strange disguise technique to change his appearance, making everyone think he is handsome and fooling all of you!"

"And he even set up some kind of formation that won't let us go up the mountain! Last time, it made me run hundreds of laps around Immortal Mountain. I almost died from exhaustion!"

The more she spoke, the more convinced she became that she was right. She circled the locust tree once, her face filled with certainty.

"I already told you not to sneak up the mountain, but you refused to listen. Doesn't that prove that Immortal Mountain is truly different from other places? Can ordinary soul masters on the continent set up an illusion formation? Even Flender and Zhao Wuji do not have the slightest clue how to do it."

Tang San was helpless when it came to Xiao Wu. Once her curiosity was piqued, no one could stop her.

"Hmph, I don't believe it anyway. You humans are so shallow. If I can't see him with my own eyes and be convinced by him, I'll just assume this Immortal is some boring old man."

The moment she finished speaking, a light set of footsteps suddenly sounded from the mountain path. Three figures slowly approached.

Xiao Wu instinctively looked up.

Sunlight poured through a gap between the mountains and landed perfectly upon the figure emerging from the mist.

He wore white robes like snow, his long hair black as ink. The young man was exceptionally handsome, his features flawless. When the wind brushed past him, mountain mist swirled around his body and parted in two, as though an immortal had descended from the nine heavens.

The locust leaf Xiao Wu had just plucked slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

Her mouth hung open as she stared without blinking at the figure slowly descending the mountain path, followed by two young women whose grace was equally extraordinary in their own ways.

His pace was unhurried. Every step seemed precisely measured, and as his robes fluttered, it was impossible to tell whether he was moving or the clouds themselves were flowing.

Tang San had his back turned. Seeing Xiao Wu stare blankly as if drool were about to spill from her mouth, he hurriedly called, "Xiao Wu?"

Xiao Wu did not react.

Only when Su Chen approached with Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, bringing with him a crisp breeze like snow pines, did she suddenly come back to her senses. Her cheeks instantly flushed red.

"Th-Third Brother, that can't be the Su... Immortal Su, can it?"

Hearing this, Tang San turned around. Upon seeing that otherworldly figure, he quickly bowed and called out:

"Senior Immortal, why have you come down the mountain?"

Su Chen answered calmly, "I'm taking this rebellious disciple to the Soul Arena in Suotuo City to handle something. Guard the Trait Entry Detection Platform properly. If you encounter students who meet the Apprenticeship Standard, register their names and wait for my return."

"Yes." Tang San took a deep breath.

Beside him, Xiao Wu, who had just been slandering Su Chen, now had her eyes widened like bells. She felt as though she could barely breathe.

Only after Su Chen had led Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing far away did she suddenly gasp for air. She seized Tang San's wrist tightly and shook it wildly in excitement.

"Third Brother, did I see that right? Was that real or fake?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Are there really people that handsome?"

"He is way too gorgeous!"

"Xiao Wu, weren't you just saying you didn't care about looks and that you weren't so shallow?" Tang San looked at Xiao Wu strangely.

"When did I say that?!"

Xiao Wu stomped her foot, though her voice unconsciously softened. "I-I just... I just didn't expect someone could be perfect to that extent, especially his scent... Ah~ So comforting~"

She took a deep breath, as if the air still carried the fresh breeze Su Chen had left behind. It felt like cleansing her lungs on an epic level.

Watching that white figure gradually disappear into the distance, she muttered softly, "He is far too handsome... Tsk!"

"Third Brother, I've decided. I want to become his disciple too! What do you think my chances are?"

"Huh?"

"Teacher, with Zhuqing's strength and mine, is there really any need for us to compete at the Soul Arena?"

"I'm not bragging, but even though I'm a support-system soul master, under Teacher's wise and mighty guidance, I dare say that among all the Soul Elders in Suotuo City, I can take them down one at a time. Let's be honest, I'm invincible."

Ning Rongrong skipped along the edge of the stone steps. She did not care that dew had dampened her skirt as she strutted behind Su Chen.

Over the past month, both she and Zhuqing had improved greatly. They had already been stronger than others of their level, so naturally they no longer regarded ordinary soul masters as a threat.

Although Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, the calmness and pride in her eyes clearly showed that she agreed with Ning Rongrong.

Su Chen did not turn around. His calm voice carried back on the mountain wind.

"Who said I was taking you to the Soul Arena this time for one-on-one training?"

"Huh? Not one-on-one? Then what is it?"

Su Chen smiled faintly. "You'll find out when we get there."

"However, you can start thinking of your Soul Arena aliases first."