Chapter 47

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To be honest, even with Zhao Hao's current mental and spiritual cultivation, when he heard the name "Ling Donglai," he still felt a sense of disarray.

This is not scientific, Zhao Hao silently complained in his heart.

But the boy in front of him, without a doubt, was Ling Donglai.

There are many coincidences in the world, but a name like Ling Donglai could not be a coincidence.

Everything is predestined.

In Zhao Hao's mind, the information about Ling Donglai surfaced.

He started learning swordsmanship at ten, studied the I Ching at fifteen, and achieved great success at thirty, delving into the Dao of Heaven and Man.

In the universe, there was no one who could match him.

He then traveled the world, from the southern lands of India to the western continents of Persia and Europe, to the north of Russia, visiting all the wise men of the world, but no one could discuss the Dao with him. He returned in disappointment.

Only then did he realize that the Dao of Heaven could not be achieved through others. He confined himself within the Ten Absolute Passes.

After nine years of seclusion, he attained great enlightenment, unraveling the last knot, and was able to leave gracefully.

This was an absolute legend, a martial monument whose head was seen but whose tail was not.

Although he had never truly shown his skills, his strength was universally acknowledged as unfathomable.

Martial experts emerged one after another, and grandmasters rose, but only Ling Donglai was revered as the "Supreme Grandmaster," a testament to his power.

Zhao Hao was very confident about his future, so he had high standards for his disciples.

He had never considered taking just anyone as a disciple, even if they were a world-class genius, Zhao Hao would not take them seriously.

Yang Guo's talent in the "The Return of the Condor Heroes" world was already considered unparalleled, but Zhao Hao had never thought of taking Yang Guo as a disciple.

Because Yang Guo's ultimate achievement did not move Zhao Hao.

In the entire "The Return of the Condor Heroes" world, the only person Zhao Hao truly valued was Zhang Sanfeng, who had yet to appear.

But now, everything had changed.

Zhao Hao had to admit that the boy in front of him definitely had the qualifications to become his disciple.

It was hard to say who was stronger between Ling Donglai and Zhang Sanfeng, but both had undoubtedly reached a certain height in martial arts.

Such people had the qualifications to become anyone's disciple.

Such disciples were impossible to refuse.

Zhao Hao was no exception.

"Yiyi, take Ling Donglai back to the palace," Zhao Hao said.

Yiyi was slightly taken aback and then said, "Your Highness, aren't you going to reconsider?"

She had personally witnessed Ling Donglai's talent.

Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er's talents were already considered the pinnacle, but Ling Donglai was a true prodigy.

Otherwise, Zhao Ling'er wouldn't have made the long journey from the palace to Shaolin Temple just for him.

Although Yiyi understood that talent did not guarantee ultimate success, if it was sufficiently impressive, it would give him a significant head start.

Both Zhao Ling'er and Yiyi placed great importance on Ling Donglai. Yiyi had thought that Zhao Hao would take Ling Donglai as a disciple, even if it was just for Zhao Ling'er's sake.

But she didn't expect Zhao Hao to refuse so straightforwardly.

Zhao Hao shook his head and asked, "Ling Donglai is only six years old, right?"

Yiyi nodded.

"At this age, Ling Donglai is not suitable for martial arts training, and he doesn't understand what martial arts are. Take him to the royal library and find him great scholars and famous people from all over the world. Let him read all the Daoist books I once read. He doesn't need to understand them deeply, but at least he should have an impression," Zhao Hao said.

Yiyi's expression brightened, and she said, "So, Your Highness has decided to take Ling Donglai as a disciple?"

"Such talent, no one would bear to turn away. However, being my disciple is not that simple," Zhao Hao's gaze fell on Ling Donglai's face.

Ling Donglai was very mature. He knelt before Zhao Hao and performed the ritual of bowing to a master, saying, "Please, Master, guide me."

Zhao Hao glanced at Yiyi, who looked very satisfied. Clearly, Yiyi had taught Ling Donglai this etiquette on the way.

Although Ling Donglai was only six years old, he was intelligent and knew the gravity of the situation.

He didn't know Zhao Hao's martial arts skills, but he was well aware of Zhao Hao's status.

This "Master" was called with genuine willingness.

"Once you enter my door, you will be my personal disciple. I will not teach you martial arts, but the Dao. You may not understand these things now, but one day, you will understand my intentions," Zhao Hao said.

Ling Donglai indeed did not understand.

He was still too young.

Currently, Zhao Hao's own martial arts were not yet complete, and it was not the right time to take on a disciple.

Moreover, Zhao Hao never believed that teaching his disciples his own skills was the only thing a master should do.

Zhao Hao had high expectations for his disciples and did not want them to live in his shadow.

Both Ling Donglai and the future Zhang Sanfeng were undoubtedly the most prodigious geniuses in the world.

They could achieve the Dao through self-study.

Therefore, Zhao Hao believed that what he could offer them was not martial arts, but the Dao.

It was a higher perspective, a broader vision, a greater goal, and a wider sky.

In the martial world, both Ling Donglai and Zhang Sanfeng were already considered semi-gods.

However, Zhao Hao's future was not limited to the martial world.

His goal was the boundless star sea, the pinnacle.

And his subordinates could not be empty, and he could not handle everything personally.

Zhao Hao needed helpers, capable helpers.

The most capable helpers were those he cultivated himself.

Zhao Hao's expectations for his disciples were deeper than others imagined.

The "Great Dream Heart Sutra" had brought a significant change to Zhao Hao's life. And it could change more than just Zhao Hao.

In his previous life, to enrich the "Great Dream Heart Sutra," Zhao Hao had read many web novels.

In a certain sense, Zhao Hao's current situation was like that of a reincarnator.

But the existence of the "Great Dream Heart Sutra" gave Zhao Hao another hope.

Perhaps, he could use the "Great Dream Heart Sutra" to develop into an existence like the Overlord.

This was not impossible.

Ling Donglai and Zhang Sanfeng's futures were indeed powerful, but if they had Zhao Hao's experiences, how much higher could their cultivation reach? What ultimate level could their futures achieve?

Zhao Hao was very much looking forward to it.

Of course, all of this had a prerequisite.

Being invincible in the world.

Only by becoming the strongest in the world did one have the qualifications to leave the world and activate the hidden functions of the "Great Dream Heart Sutra."

The path was long and arduous, but Zhao Hao was confident that he would not lose his way.

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