Chapter 44

The next day, as soon as the sky brightened, Qin Feng arrived early at the Divine Dragon Pavilion.

After entering, he headed straight for the borrowing counter on the first floor.

The fat old man was still there, leisurely drinking tea. Seeing Qin Feng, he rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Qin Feng snorted and reached out, lifting the fat old man out of his seat.

"Let go, you little rascal, what are you doing? Are you going to betray your teacher again?"

Although the fat old man's face showed panic, the cunning in his eyes was even more evident.

"You really can act, old man!"

Qin Feng shook the fat old man several times, making his face turn red and dizzy. He quickly shouted, "Brat, stop, stop, I can't take it anymore!"

"Old man, you still won't admit it? Was it you last night...?"

"Shh, brat, do you want to die? Speak so loudly here!" The old man looked around cautiously, then his expression suddenly became abnormally serious.

Qin Feng was taken aback and stopped shaking the fat old man. With his tall figure, holding a fat old man looked quite ridiculous.

"Brat, if you want to know the answer, put me down!"

Although the fat old man was unhappy, he didn't scold Qin Feng as he did last time. Instead, he indicated with his eyes that this wasn't the place to talk.

Qin Feng nodded.

He knew that there were definitely experts in the Divine Dragon Pavilion. If things got out of hand, his secret would be exposed. Therefore, he listened to the fat old man and put him down.

As soon as the old man landed, he first tidied his golden dragon robe, then took out a no-borrowing card from under the wooden counter and placed it on top.

Then, the fat old man beckoned to Qin Feng, signaling him to follow.

Leaving the Divine Dragon Pavilion, the fat old man waddled his fat body and led Qin Feng to a secluded and uninhabited place. He turned around, looking at Qin Feng with a serious face, but his eyes were filled with a fervor that Qin Feng had never seen before.

This look made Qin Feng's heart skip a beat. He thought, "Is this old man some kind of pervert...?"

"Boy, your name is Qin Feng, right?"

The old man asked seriously, and Qin Feng nodded.

"Good, Qin Feng, from today on, you are my disciple!"

Qin Feng: "...!"

"Disciple? Are you kidding me!"

A series of bizarre events had happened to him, and now a cheap master appeared out of nowhere? Without his consent, he was forced to be a disciple? This was too much for Qin Feng's strong nerves to handle.

"I'm not kidding. In the vast Tianfeng City, and even in the entire Qingxuan East Domain's Qin family, no one except me has the qualifications to guide your cultivation."

When the fat old man said this, he exuded a powerful confidence, making Qin Feng feel that this sleazy fat old man suddenly became towering.

However, Qin Feng could only sense a very weak Gang force fluctuation from him.

Qin Feng frowned!

Although he didn't say anything, the fat old man seemed to have already understood Qin Feng's doubts. His eyes showed a hint of sadness, but he said calmly, "Your perception is correct. My cultivation is currently only at the Eighth Rank of the Ordinary Gang Realm. I'm not hiding it; I am truly just a mere mortal!"

"Mortal?"

A mortal, actually boasting about taking him as a disciple here?

Wasn't that strange? It was truly bizarre!

And he was so confident, saying that only he in the Qin family could guide his cultivation? Although Qin Feng was a bit taken aback, he wasn't stupid. The other party clearly wasn't joking. If he had ulterior motives, there must be a special reason.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to take me as a disciple? Why do you think that in the Qin family, no one except you can help me?"

A series of questions made Qin Feng's heart race.

Because from what happened last night, this fat old man clearly knew about the mutation of his bloodline soul. If so, then he must have confidence in helping him uncover the secrets of his body.

"Me? Ha, I think you must have read an ancient book called 'Dragon Soul Blood Mutation' in the Divine Dragon Pavilion, right?"

"Hmm!?"

Qin Feng's eyebrows shot up, and a name came to mind, "Could you be...?"

The fat old man straightened his back and said proudly, "That's right, I am the author of that book, Qin Aotian!"

"What?!"

Qin Feng was shocked, almost spitting out his words.

Qin Aotian, what a powerful and majestic name, but it sounded so out of place on a fat old man with no dignity. However, Qin Feng took the fat old man seriously for the first time.

A mortal, who had been in the Qin family for so many years, knew so much about the mutation of the bloodline soul and couldn't continue cultivating. Could it be that this fat old man also had a mutated bloodline soul?

"You guessed right. The reason I could write that book is that my bloodline soul is also a mutated bloodline soul!" The fat old man nodded, meeting Qin Feng's inquiring gaze.

A stone stirred a thousand waves!

Qin Aotian's words left Qin Feng completely stunned.

A deep sense of guilt and admiration rose in Qin Feng's heart.

It wasn't hard to imagine. From the look of disappointment and determination in Qin Aotian's eyes, it was clear that he had a mutated bloodline soul, and it was a defective one. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so old with such low strength. Having experienced it himself, he knew the pain.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I... offended you earlier!"

Qin Feng bowed his head, hoping to gain the old man's forgiveness. Qin Feng wasn't a proud person. If he was wrong, he would admit it, especially to someone who was a natural talent but still strived to become strong. Such a person deserved respect.

"It's not your fault!"

The old man stroked his gray beard, his eyes filled with satisfaction. He nodded and continued, "In you, I see the shadow of my younger self. You are luckier than I was. My dragon soul was a very weak and defective soul. Although it had a bit of minor power, it lost the qualification to continue cultivating, thus I was cut off from the path of immortality. However, I didn't become discouraged because I still had extraordinary wisdom that others didn't have. Over the years, I have read countless books in the Divine Dragon Pavilion, which has greatly benefited me. Now, although my strength is low, I have the qualifications to be called your master!"

And you will be the continuation of my will as a strong person. I will show the world and those who once mocked me that I, Qin Aotian, can also cultivate a world-class strong person with a mortal body!

And you, Qin Feng, will be my only disciple!

"Come, child, kneel and perform the disciple ceremony! After the ceremony, I, Qin Aotian, will give you a super gift. This gift will make the entire Qingxuan East Domain's Qin family go crazy and tremble!"

As he said this, a hint of madness appeared on Qin Aotian's face. He then laughed loudly to the sky!

But—

"They won't get it, because it's the gift I prepared for my only disciple, ha ha!"

Qin Aotian's aura was strong, and his fat body exuded a domineering presence. Wearing the golden dragon robe, he looked like a ruler of the world!

But—

Qin Feng's eyebrows shot up, and he asked his last question.

"Why did you choose me?"

The old man's aura instantly disappeared, and he rolled his eyes, then gave Qin Feng a head slap!

"Brat, do you think a mutated dragon soul is so easy to come by? In the entire Tianfeng City, there are only two people, you and me!"

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