Du Busi takes a disciple, ready to stir up trouble

Du Busi flew swiftly out of the city with Xu Yan and his three companions, along with the two elders, Jin Peng and Mo Yuan.

Just as they reached the city wall, Xu Yan suddenly spoke:

"Sect Master, please wait!"

Du Busi paused and looked down at Xu Yan. "What is it, little fellow?"

Xu Yan's gaze sharpened as he glanced below the wall, where Xu Tianyuan was sitting in meditation, recovering from his injuries.

"That fellow is a Sun Moon prince. He's carrying plenty of good stuff."

Du Busi's eyes immediately lit up. He understood Xu Yan's meaning at once.

"Haha, then we'll take him along while we're at it!"

Du Busi gave a cold laugh, abruptly changed course, and swooped straight toward Xu Tianyuan.

As if sensing something, Xu Tianyuan's eyes snapped open.

The first thing he saw was a massive, dark-green hand of soul power that seized him directly by the neck.

Savage soul power laced with poison instantly invaded his body, bringing his own soul power circulation to a dead halt.

"You!"

Xu Tianyuan's pupils contracted sharply, terror spreading across his face.

"Hehe, Xu Tianyuan, how does it feel to have a giant hand of soul power around your neck?"

Standing behind Du Busi, Yan Feng bared his teeth in a cold sneer.

This fellow had been so lofty and overbearing just moments ago, yet now he was a homeless dog, helpless in someone else's grasp.

He perfectly embodied that saying: there was always someone stronger, and retribution never missed its mark!

"Bastard, let me go!"

Xu Tianyuan was both frightened and furious.

He was a mighty Level 93 Titled Douluo, yet before Du Busi, he was no more than an ant, unable even to struggle.

"Noisy."

Du Busi frowned, and the giant hand abruptly tightened.

"Aah—!"

A crisp series of cracking bones rang out in an instant.

Amid his agonized screams, the already gravely injured Xu Tianyuan rolled his eyes back and lost consciousness completely.

The group streaked away like a beam of light, vanishing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"This is bad! Du Busi has taken Xu Tianyuan!"

In the distance, Ye Yulin's expression changed drastically.

That was an imperial prince, a Titled Douluo with the Sun Martial Soul, and one of the Empire's pillars of strength.

If he were killed, the Empire's strength would suffer a massive blow.

"Du Busi!"

Kong Deming gritted his teeth and spat out each word. "Sooner or later, I will wipe out your Body Sect!"

He had never felt as humiliated as he did today. He could barely suppress the brutality surging in his chest.

"Elder Kong, Tianyuan has been taken! We have to hurry and save him!

"If we wait until they leave the Sun Moon Continent, we won't have any chance at all!"

Yun Jin spoke urgently, her voice anxious.

She had secretly loved Xu Tianyuan since childhood and could not bear to see anything happen to him.

No girl could remain unmoved by a handsome, wealthy imperial prince with considerable strength.

Yet at her words, the corners of the other court elders' mouths twitched in unison, and they exchanged covert glances.

Was she joking?

He was a Level 98 Super Douluo, accompanied by two more Super Douluos at Level 96 and Level 95. How the hell were they supposed to rescue anyone?

She might want to die, but they didn't.

Kong Deming cast Yun Jin a sharp, cold glance and said heavily:

"We're going back first. Since Du Busi didn't kill Xu Tianyuan on the spot, he must have something else in mind.

"He most likely wants to use him as leverage to exchange for resources."

With that, Kong Deming ignored Yun Jin, flickered, and disappeared.

The court elders exchanged glances.

Despite Elder Kong's words, they all understood that this was merely an excuse.

After all, Xu Tianyuan was one of the chief culprits behind the coup and the deaths of Xu Yan's family. Staying alive would be no easy feat.

Yun Jin clenched both fists, her face twisting:

"Du Busi, the Body Sect, Xu Yan... if anything happens to Tianyuan, I'll make you pay with your lives!"

But Xu Yan and the others could no longer hear those words.

Twenty li outside South City, in a secluded forest.

Du Busi casually tossed Xu Tianyuan onto the ground like a dead dog.

The man was covered in blood, his face contorted, and he lay motionless on the ground.

"We'll rest here for a while."

After speaking, Du Busi turned to Xu Yan and grinned. "Your name is Xu Yan, correct?"

Xu Yan nodded, studying this supreme expert of the continent.

Back when he had read the original novel, Du Busi's fate had filled him with regret.

Despite possessing strength that towered over the continent, a war had wiped out his sect's disciples, leaving its Golden Generation utterly withered.

He himself had died detonating his soul core during a surprise attack on Mingdu.

"I don't like beating around the bush. I'm very pleased with both your talent and your character.

"I still lack a disciple. Would you be willing to take me as your master?"

Xu Yan froze briefly at those words.

He had not expected Du Busi to be in such a hurry. They had not even entered the sect yet, and he was already rushing to take a disciple.

"Holy shit! Senior Du wants to take Brother Yan as his disciple?!" Yan Feng looked stunned.

This was a Level 98 Super Douluo, one of the strongest experts on the entire continent!

"If Brother Yan agrees, won't we all soar straight into the sky?" Yan Feng's face was full of envy.

It was not only Yan Feng. Ji Juechen and Xu He were equally envious.

Taking a supreme expert as one's master offered enormous benefits, whether in resources or cultivation.

Seeing Xu Yan standing there without answering, Du Busi assumed he had reservations and hurriedly continued:

"You've seen my strength. If you become my disciple, I can storm the imperial palace right now and avenge you!"

Du Busi spoke with ironclad certainty.

Xu Yan fully believed that, given his temperament, he was absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

As for how it would end, however, he would probably lose his life in the Imperial City.

With the coup only just over, security in the Imperial City was at its tightest, with at least a dozen Class 9 linked soul tools.

Du Busi continued, "Also, as long as you complete your body second awakening, you will be the next sect master of the Body Sect.

"All the sect's resources will be at your disposal."

Having finally encountered an exceptionally gifted genius who could perfectly inherit his mantle, Du Busi had no intention of letting him slip away.

If another old fellow snatched him up first after they returned to the sect, Du Busi would be sick with frustration.

At that thought, Du Busi instinctively glanced at Mo Yuan and Jin Peng.

Both looked conflicted, as though they wanted to speak but were holding back.

Just as I thought! Du Busi mused.

People's hearts aren't what they used to be! These two old fellows really do have their own little schemes!

Looking at Du Busi's anxious, eager expression, Xu Yan smiled faintly.

Then he took a step back and performed a proper bow of discipleship:

"Your disciple, Xu Yan, pays his respects to Master!"

Du Busi froze, then broke into a broad laugh, utterly delighted:

"Haha, good, good, wonderful! Jin Peng, Mo Yuan, come take a look! This is my disciple!"

Du Busi deliberately emphasized the word "disciple," his face brimming with smugness.

Yes, yes, we know you're amazing and you've taken an amazing disciple...

Mo Yuan's and Jin Peng's mouths twitched, their faces speechless.

Although envious, they could accept it.

Mo Yuan needed no further mention; Vina, who possessed twin martial souls, had already become his disciple.

Jin Peng, meanwhile, was considering having Long Aotian become his disciple as soon as they returned to the sect.

Luckily, Ao Tian hasn't taken a master yet. Now that the Sect Master has Xu Yan, he probably won't take Ao Tian too, right?

Xu Yan held out his hand with a cheerful smile. "Master, where's your disciple's welcome gift?"

Du Busi felt around his pockets, looking somewhat embarrassed:

"Ahem, I left in a bit of a hurry this time. I'll give it to you once we return to the sect."

What a joke. Who carried treasures around when going out to rob people?

Was he really that unprofessional?

Speaking of which, apart from a few essential bottles of healing pills, Du Busi's Storage Soul Tool Ring contained nothing else.

He had left all its space free for spirit herbs.

Unfortunately, this shopping-for-free plan would have to be put on hold again.

Du Busi sighed inwardly.

Xu Yan smiled faintly and casually pointed at Xu Tianyuan on the ground:

"He has plenty of good stuff on him. Since you have no use for it anyway, Master, why not give it all to me?"

Du Busi waved a hand casually. "Sure. I only grabbed him along the way, anyway. Do whatever you want with him."

Xu Yan turned and walked over to Xu Tianyuan.

Then he crouched down and removed his Storage Soul Tool Ring.

He knew that Prince Xu Tianyuan was exceedingly wealthy. There was bound to be plenty of good stuff.

And...

There was also an extraordinarily powerful Class 9 Soul Cannon designed specifically for the fire attribute.