All My Disciples Have the Makings of Great Emperors
Chapter 20

Master, Aren't You a Sword Cultivator?

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[Congratulations to the host for completing the disciple recruitment mission] [Rewards received: Spear Dao Law, Law of Fire, Samsara Spear Technique, Nine Revolutions Origin Return Pill Recipe, 2,000 years of cultivation]

Well, damn.

Lu Changsheng had originally thought it would take a long time to win over this empress.

He had not even started thinking of a way.

Yet she had already won herself over...

Meanwhile, when Ye Qiubai returned to Hidden Dao Academy.

He now had quite a reputation throughout Hidden Dao Academy.

His battle in the academy competition had made everyone in the academy aware of Ye Qiubai.

He came from the Cottage.

"Senior Brother Ye."

"Oh? Senior Brother Ye's strength seems even harder to fathom now. Has he improved again?"

"Ah, as expected of Senior Brother Ye."

Ye Qiubai responded to each of them, smiling and nodding.

Yet he could not help thinking.

Sigh, when will Master take in a junior brother or junior sister...?

"Oh, Senior Brother Ye, I saw Senior Lu taking a woman who looked like an immortal fairy to the dean's place earlier."

Hearing this, Ye Qiubai froze and asked reflexively, "What were they going to the dean for?"

"I think she's Senior Lu's new disciple?"

"???"

At those words, Ye Qiubai vanished from the spot in an instant.

When he returned to the Cottage, he saw a woman who looked as though she had stepped out of a painting setting plates of food before Lu Changsheng.

I finally have a junior sister?

He walked over and was just about to pay his respects to his master when Lu Changsheng said nonchalantly.

"Back already?"

"..."

Ye Qiubai was dumbfounded. Was he being disdained?

Should I leave, then?

Seeing Ye Qiubai's strange expression, Lu Changsheng explained, "I meant, you finished your business so quickly?"

Ye Qiubai stepped forward, bowed, and then recounted everything that had happened.

"The Sunset Dynasty... I've heard Uncle Qin mention them a few times."

Uncle Qin was Qin Tiannan.

"That faction seems quite a bit stronger than our Southern Region Hidden Dao Academy."

Ye Qiubai nodded as well. "I know."

Looking at Ye Qiubai's slightly grave expression, Lu Changsheng said softly, "I'll say the same thing as before. I won't resolve something like this for you. After all, it's your own grudge.

"Besides, having the old one step in after the young one gets beaten is something I can't bring myself to do. How embarrassing would that be?"

Ye Qiubai did not mind. Instead, he smiled and said, "Of course I won't ask you to intervene, Master. Ultimately, the Sunset Dynasty is my whetstone."

"It's best that you think that way."

Suddenly, Hong Ying nodded beside them. "That's exactly the mindset you need. If you rely on outside help every time, it will affect your future cultivation too."

At that moment, Hong Ying was sizing Ye Qiubai up.

As someone who had been an empress in her previous life, she naturally had her own methods for observing and judging people.

He was so young, yet he had already comprehended sword intent and reached the level of a sword master.

The cultivation technique he practiced was also extraordinarily remarkable.

Hong Ying could not see through his physique.

His aptitude was likewise no worse than her own...

Lu Changsheng smiled and introduced her to Ye Qiubai. "This is your junior sister, Hong Ying."

Ye Qiubai smiled at Hong Ying. "You're right, Junior Sister. If anything comes up in the future, come to your senior brother and I'll help you resolve it."

With a strange expression, Hong Ying nodded. "Then thank you, Senior Brother."

Lu Changsheng took a bite of food and only spoke after a long while. "Your junior sister is already in the Water Overflow Realm. Who'll be helping whom is still up in the air."

Ye Qiubai was startled.

The Water Overflow Realm-didn't that put her several major realms above him?

At that thought, Ye Qiubai hurriedly said, "Master, I gained some insights on my journey. I'll go into seclusion first."

With that, he returned to his room.

Lu Changsheng could not help chuckling.

He had taken a blow.

Immediately afterward, Hong Ying also prepared to go cultivate.

Lu Changsheng stopped her. "Don't rush. When Qiubai joined, I gave him a Fortune Pill to grant him a stroke of fortune, and an Azure Cloud Sword to send him soaring straight into the azure clouds."

"Now that I've taken you as my disciple, I can't favor one over the other."

Hong Ying, however, smiled unconcernedly. "There's no need for me."

She had cultivation resources in abundance.

After all, she carried an empire's accumulated reserves with her.

Instead, Hong Ying was considering whether she should give her master some good things.

After all, Lu Changsheng did not look as though he had anything particularly good on him.

At that thought, she was just about to take out some pills or the like when she saw a pill flicked toward her.

Hong Ying caught it reflexively.

Streaks of samsara patterns covered the pill, ancient and mysterious.

"What pill is this?"

Lu Changsheng said calmly, "Hasn't your Nine Revolutions Samsara Art already reached its ninth lifetime? This pill can let you perfectly merge the talents and cultivation of your previous nine lifetimes."

At his words, Hong Ying's expression changed dramatically.

Leaving aside how Lu Changsheng knew about her Nine Revolutions Samsara Art.

She was now in her ninth lifetime and indeed needed a Samsara Pill to merge the talents and cultivation of her previous nine lifetimes.

But how precious was a Samsara Pill, and how rare?

After all, it was a legendary pill. Whether she could even find one was uncertain.

Yet even a Samsara Pill could only merge sixty percent.

The pill Lu Changsheng had given her, however, could merge them perfectly. How could she not be astonished?

Then Lu Changsheng added, "Hmm, just one pill is a little too paltry. Come here."

Paltry?

Dazed, Hong Ying instinctively stepped forward.

Lu Changsheng pointed a finger at the spot between Hong Ying's brows.

Instantly, streams of information poured into Hong Ying's mind like a raging flood!

The Samsara Spear Technique.

Enter martial cultivation through the spear, and enter the Dao through samsara!

As Hong Ying examined those streams of information, shock kept surging through her heart.

Leaving aside how the Samsara Spear Technique's might could destroy heaven and earth.

It was also an extraordinarily close match for her Nine Revolutions Samsara Art!

She already walked the Dao of samsara. Now, this Samsara Spear Technique could be said to raise Hong Ying's strength by several levels!

Lu Changsheng withdrew his finger and rubbed his chin.

"Hmm... you might comprehend it too slowly this way. How about this? I'll demonstrate it for you once. Watch carefully."

With that, he turned his hand over, and a spear formed from Spiritual Qi appeared in his grasp.

Hong Ying's eyes widened.

Master, aren't you a sword cultivator?

Why have you picked up a spear now?

Could it be...?

As that thought occurred to her, the spear in Lu Changsheng's hand quivered.

He thrust fiercely!

The spear surged like a dragon, carrying the intent of samsara as it pierced straight through a distant mountain peak!

An enormous hole had now been pierced through that distant peak!

Hong Ying watched dumbly as Lu Changsheng demonstrated the Samsara Spear Technique.

During his demonstration, there was also spear intent that had reached its ultimate extreme.

There was even a power of rules that surpassed spear intent and seemed not to belong to this world!

That was the Law of the Spear!

Hong Ying sucked in a breath of cold air.

She had thought Lu Changsheng was a sword cultivator, yet his mastery of the spear was not the least bit weaker!

Who knew how much stronger he was than her!

No wonder he could produce a supreme martial technique like the Samsara Spear Technique...

After a long while, Lu Changsheng put away the spear and said casually to Hong Ying, "All right, cultivate on your own. I'm going to take an afternoon nap."

Hong Ying: "..."

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