Ning Rongrong: "I choose Dragon-Catching Hand!"
Huh?
"You're not choosing the Immortality Seal?" Tang Lan asked, surprised.
"I'm not a battle soul master, so why would I choose that?" Ning Rongrong had a clear understanding of herself. "Dragon-Catching Hand seems like support, but it can help control people, save people, and even snatch weapons from a distance. It might have unexpected effects."
This unique insight was worthy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess.
"Your choice is very correct," Tang Lan praised. "The Immortality Seal, though powerful, has extremely high entry requirements. You might not even be able to get started with it."
He skillfully created a mental energy orb and patted it onto his niece's head.
Without even waiting for his dazed niece, he turned and walked towards the cafeteria.
When he arrived,
Xiao Wu had already prepared the food and was smiling, waving at Tang Lan.
She had completely forgotten the earlier flirtation.
After all,
the two of them had shared a bed for six years, and they had experienced things even more intimate than that.
Her adaptability was extremely strong.
After eating,
Tang Lan went to the training ground, where Zhu Zhuqing was already practicing the Water-Ripple Steps.
Sometimes she was close to the ground, sometimes she was on the eaves, sometimes she was twisting her body.
Her ample assets were undergoing various transformations under the influence of gravity.
Tang Lan felt his mouth go dry.
Damn, she's perfect!
What man wouldn't love this?
Soon, Ning Rongrong and the others arrived one after another.
Zhu Zhuqing also stopped in time, adjusting her state to deal with the upcoming training.
She stood beside Tang Lan.
"Sect Master." Zhu Zhuqing greeted him proactively.
For someone as cold as she was, this was not easy.
Tang Lan took out a storage ring and handed it to her, along with a long robe.
"Don't dress so lightly when you're training."
"You'll catch a cold if the wind blows after you sweat."
—It feels like a loss if other guys see this scenery!
Zhu Zhuqing looked puzzled, but she still put on the robe—she didn't understand, but she obeyed.
Combined with her icy, aloof demeanor, it made Tang Lan's heart flutter!
Who could resist this contrast?
Xiao Wu, who was standing by, could hang an oil bottle from her mouth in anger.
But she didn't throw a tantrum.
Previously it was already proven, I don't bother with sweet talk.
— How come I didn't realize before that I was such a playboy?
Then he looked at Zhu Zhuqing.
Beneath her cold, beautiful face were curves that even her long robe couldn't conceal.
He seemed to understand something.
— It's because at Notting Elementary Academy before, there weren't any women who could capture my heart!
Zhao Wuji also arrived with the others.
Flender's gaze swept across them, and his brow furrowed. He was just about to say something...
Ma Hongjun came rushing over, his flab jiggling.
Flender's brow jumped.
"You're last again?"
"Ma Hongjun! Add another 100 pounds to your weights!!!"
Ma Hongjun's face instantly turned green.
"No way, Dean!"
"I only ate a few extra bites, I wasn't even late!"
"They just came too early."
Flender glared, his face etched with disappointment!
You're blaming others for being too diligent?
Ma Hongjun shrunk his neck, not daring to speak.
Tang Lan shook his head, watching this unfold.
Ma Hongjun's personality was too lazy, and he couldn't handle hardship.
In the future, he would also be arrogant and overconfident.
That's why he missed out on the level one god position and only became a level two god, the Phoenix God.
Only those above level one gods were qualified to bring people to the God Realm.
After he and Xiangxiang were separated by death, he went to God-King Tang, but was rejected because of "insufficient authority."
In the end, he could only watch Xiangxiang die of old age.
Whose fault was that? However,
Ma Hongjun did have the potential to become a god, so he could be won over.
Don't take it too seriously.
This was also another goal for him coming to Shrek – to build a foundation for the God Realm.
God-King Tang's future wasn't looking too good up there.
Lost in thought,
Tang Lan felt a weight on him; Zhao Wuji had activated his gravity soul skill.
Two days passed,
and everyone had found their own training methods, getting busy.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stood on their positions, practicing Water-Ripple Steps.
Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment. After greeting Tang Lan, she joined the other two girls.
Tang San swung his hammer, beginning to forge iron.
Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun's training method was rather primitive.
—Running laps around Zhao Wuji.
Their efficiency was undoubtedly much lower compared to the other four.
So, their gazes drifted towards Tang Lan from time to time.
They probably had some ideas.
Tang Lan acted as if he didn't notice.
He's not a babysitter, begging you to learn techniques with him?
If you want to become stronger, you need to be the one asking for help.
He took out the forging platform and started hammering.
He even felt the pressure wasn't enough, so he called Zhao Wuji to increase the soul power output.
However, Zhao Wuji's soul skill couldn't adjust the partial gravity. As a result, everyone was forced to increase their weight.
Ma Hongjun was about to complain when… "Cough, cough!"
Flender coughed forcefully, his eyes behind his glasses glaring sternly at Ma Hongjun and Oscar.
What are you two still hesitating for?
Understood.
Oscar and Ma Hongjun exchanged glances, shooting a look of apology at Dai Mubai – Sorry, boss!
They walked side-by-side towards Tang Lan, drawing the attention of everyone present.
But they only glanced at him before looking away again.
Tang Lan's self-created soul skill was just too tempting!
It was a wonder these two had managed to hold off until now.
"Hehe, Brother Lan," Ma Hongjun said with a grin, "Would your Tang Sect take me and Xiao Ao?"
"Give us a chance, Brother Lan," Oscar chimed in.
Tang Lan stopped his Chaotic Wind Hammer technique and glanced at the two of them.
Ma Hongjun was plastered with a smile, but his attitude was casual.
He acted as if victory was already in his grasp.
Oscar looked a little embarrassed, but his gaze was firm and sincere.
"You can join," Tang Lan said. "But we have enough first-generation disciples. I'm too lazy to take on any more. You can go find them to be their disciples."
You show up now, after being so arrogant.
Go be second-generation disciples.
Ma Hongjun, who had thought this was just a formality, froze, his smile vanishing!
What did that mean?
They were seniors, after all!
Tang Lan was awesome enough that they could call him "Brother Lan" without a problem.
But…
Become Xiao Wu and the others' disciples?
Were they even willing to do that?
Oscar was silent for a few seconds, then clasped his hands towards Tang Lan respectfully.
"I'll go first."
He pulled Ma Hongjun away.
His gaze swept over Tang San, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
He immediately ruled out Ning Rongrong in his mind – who doesn't have a temper? He didn't want to be a dog again.
Zhu Zhuqing… She was also a problem, best to stay away.
The remaining,
Tang San was Tang Lan's younger brother, an option.
Xiao Wu, anyone could see, was Tang Lan's "good younger sister," also a good choice.
Hesitating about who to pledge allegiance to,
Ma Hongjun suddenly said unhappily, "Why is it different when we get here? Ungh ungh ungh—"
Oscar tightly covered Ma Hongjun's mouth, his eyes warning him!
You fatso, are you having an episode now?
Didn't you see that even Flender and Zhao Wuji want to join the Tang Sect?
You dare to grumble? You really don't want to be well, do you!
"Oscar!" Flender rebuked, "Let him go, let him fend for himself!"
Oscar opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words for Ma Hongjun. But meeting Flender's stern gaze, he shut up and let go of his hand.
He gave Ma Hongjun a look that said, "Good luck," and resolutely walked towards Tang San.
Flender was truly angry this time!
Ma Hongjun had talent, sure.
But if he didn't put in the effort himself, no one could help him cultivate!
Ma Hongjun shrank his head, looking a bit sheepish.
His eyes darted around, and he walked over to Tang San.
Oscar, who had arrived earlier, hadn't mentioned anything about wanting to become a disciple.
Instead, he was helping Tang San, taking off the hammered iron ingots and putting on new ones.
As soon as Ma Hongjun arrived, he said in a casual manner, "Little San, take me as your disciple, okay?"
Tang San stopped hammering and frowned, staring at Ma Hongjun.
Compared to Tang Lan,
Tang San, with his old-fashioned idea that "techniques cannot be passed down casually," had extremely high demands for his disciples.
Setting aside talent for now, their character had to be impeccable.
In the original story, the disciple he eventually took in, Jixiang, had zero innate soul power, but was his savior and had saved countless lives through his medical skills.
As for Ma Hongjun and Oscar... The former was lazy, and the latter was still an unknown quantity.
He didn't want to take them in.
But, they were classmates, so he couldn't just refuse outright.
He took out two iron hammers from his storage ring and tossed them down.
THUD——
THUD——
Judging by the dull thuds, it seemed quite heavy.
"If you can swing this hammer ten thousand times in seven days within Teacher Zhao's gravity field, without using your soul power…"
"I'll take you as my disciples."
Ma Hongjun and Oscar were stunned!
Ten thousand times in seven days?
That's 1428 swings a day? And without using soul power?
"Impossible!" Ma Hongjun immediately refused, "Fine, if you don't want to take me, then don't. No need to act like that!"
He turned to leave, but found he couldn't pull Oscar with him.
"Xiao Ao?"
"I want to try," Oscar pushed Ma Hongjun's hand away. "Even if it's impossible, it's good exercise."
Ma Hongjun stared in disbelief! After all these years of brotherhood, you're stabbing me in the back?
"Fine, fine!"
"If you want to suffer, I won't stop you!"
He stomped off angrily.
I originally wanted to continue running laps with Dai Mubai, but he actually walked towards Tang Lan.
"Boss Dai!" Ma Hongjun said in disbelief, "Even you..."
Dai Mubai ignored him.
He had previously avoided responsibility because he saw no hope.
Now… He saw a possibility!
What man would admit he was incapable?
He wanted to try again.
"Tang Lan, if I want to join the sect, what do I need to do?" Dai Mubai asked humbly.
Although he couldn't call out "Brother Lan"...
...his attitude, arrogant as he was, was still quite commendable.
At the same time, it was also an indirect statement, indicating his willingness to hand over complete control of the Shrek team to Tang Lan.
[Host obtains control of Shrek, seizing a moderate amount of Tang San's Luck!] [Reward: "True Martial Seven截 Formation"!]
Whoa! There was such an unexpected reward? After carefully reading the details, Tang Lan was quite surprised.
The True Martial Seven截 Formation was created by Zhang Sanfeng, a figure who cultivated immortality in a martial arts world.
It consisted of seven different sets of skills, with no distinction between primary and secondary, each possessing its own unique brilliance.
Can be used individually or in cooperation with multiple people.
At a minimum, two people are needed to operate it.
The power doubles with two people!
It quadruples with three people! It increases eightfold with four people! Sixteenfold with five people! Thirty-twofold with six people! If seven people form a complete True Martial Seven截 Formation, the power can increase a staggering sixty-fourfold!!!
Wow! If seven Soul Emperors master this, wouldn't they be able to kill a Title Douluo?
As expected of something from the world of martial arts cultivation, it's incredibly powerful!
Tang Lan's mood improved, and he found Dai Mubai more agreeable.
"If you want to join, Mubai, of course I welcome you."
"But your identity is special; the Tang Sect is, after all, in the Heaven Dou Empire."
"How about just an outer sect disciple identity?"
Dai Mubai gave a wry smile.
He thought that by lowering himself, he could get a chance of survival.
But...
It was better than nothing!
"Mubai, thank you, Sect Master!" Dai Mubai clasped his hands in a salute.
Tang Lan skillfully conjured a spiritual orb and pushed it towards Dai Mubai.
Inside were the first three levels of the Nine Yang Divine Skill and one of the True Martial Seven截 Formation techniques.
The former would elevate Dai Mubai's soul power, transforming it into the extremely yang inner energy of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, comprehensively boosting his strength.
The latter went without saying; he would even need it in the God Realm later on.
Dai Mubai absorbed the spirit orb and understood its value.
His previously despondent mood immediately lifted!
The Nine Yang Divine Skill was perfect for him, needless to say—Ning Rongrong wanted to learn it, but was rejected.
And the True Martial Seven截 Formation was even more outrageous, able to amplify power sixty-four times with the combined strength of seven people? Was this the treatment for outer sect disciples? Tang Lan was using the outer sect disciples to cover up the conflicts between the two empires, right? Dai Mubai clasped his hands and bowed, speaking earnestly—
"Once you enter the Tang Sect, you are a Tang Sect disciple for life."
"In the future, no matter what happens to Mubai, if you have any orders, I will go through fire and water!"
He was essentially saying that,
Even if he, Dai Mubai, were to reclaim the throne, he would not forget his roots.
But Tang Lan didn't care at all.
Dai Mubai had a chance to become a god in the future; why would he care about the Star Luo Empire? He should obediently follow him to the God Realm and act as a hanger-on and provide combat power.
He waved his hand, telling Dai Mubai to go practice on his own.
Tang Lan continued to swing his hammer.
He ignored Ma Hongjun's resentful gaze from afar.
Nearby, Flender saw Tang Lan's targeting and was helpless.
Ma Hongjun had already offended Tang Lan. Even with his mediation, the first impression was extremely bad.
He was also lazy and unwilling to endure hardship. Now, after hitting a wall, he gave up. If Ma Hongjun showed some spirit, Flender could even swallow his pride and plead for him.
Now though…
"Sigh…"
Compared to Flender's worried expression, Zhao Wuji didn't have so many concerns.
Seeing that six out of the eight students had joined the Tang Sect.
Unable to restrain himself any longer, he went over to Tang Lan.
"Cough! Um, I'd like to join the Tang Sect too, what's the procedure?" Zhao Wuji got straight to the point.
He wasn't at all worried about being rejected.
He was already fifty years old, so he understood people better.
Tang Lan's ambition was obvious.
His Immovable Bright King potential hadn't been exhausted, so advancing to a Soul Douluo wouldn't be a problem.
And he didn't have Ma Hongjun's bad habits.
It was impossible to be rejected; it was just a matter of status.
"Teacher Zhao is also going to join?" Tang Lan pretended to be in a difficult position, "What about the Dean?"
"Hah! I'm just a teacher at Shrek, I'm not selling myself to Flender," Zhao Wuji said boisterously.
Since things had come to this, Tang Lan didn't bother to pretend.
"Teacher Zhao's strength is such that this disciple is definitely not suitable."
"Then create a Martial Hall, focusing on combat. You will be the hall master first, how does that sound?"
Zhao Wuji nodded in satisfaction.
Although the Tang Sect was still small, as a seventh-ring Soul Saint, he should at least be an elder.
But Tang Lan's father was the Clear Sky Douluo!
For a seventh-ring Soul Saint like him, being a hall master was already quite good.
"You can call me Zhao Wuji from now on, Sect Master."
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