"Teacher."
Beneath Mingde Hall, in a laboratory buried deep below the surface.
Xu Cheng looked at Elder Cheng with a solemn expression.
No words were needed. Master and disciple understood each other at once.
Elder Cheng took a deep breath as well. Who wanted to die when they could live? Especially someone at his level. Though he had no partner, his love of soul tool technology and his mischievous disciple were both ties that still bound him to life.
He had thought taking a disciple merely meant passing on his legacy. He had never expected it to bring him hope of survival.
"Hum!"
A violent fluctuation surged out of Xu Cheng's body.
Pale green light instantly filled the entire laboratory.
Xu Cheng remained standing where he was, but his face grew somewhat stiff, and faint gray wisps emanated from his eyes. "Elder Yi, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Hahahaha! Don't worry, lad. With me here, I guarantee your teacher will be bursting with life when he wakes up again."
Electrolux's face brimmed with smiles.
The fact that Xu Cheng had such intentions proved he had judged the boy correctly!
Who was Electrolux? He could hold the sun and moon in his hands and pluck the stars, standing almost at the pinnacle of his world. If not for a twist of fate, how could he have fallen to this state? His standards were naturally lofty as well. When choosing disciples, he judged first their affinity, then their character, and only third their talent.
This child had spent a great deal of time trying to extend his teacher's life. Though that teacher was not him... he was still delighted and willing to lend a hand.
Back then, had Sheng Caier not carried Long Haochen all that way after a Demon God