Douluo: Master Yao Chen

Chapter 11 I, Yao Chen, accept a disciple

Yao Chen had no idea how Tang San would react, nor did he bother to know.

After all, right now, Tang San was not the only one who was shocked by his behavior and appearance.

In the center of the Holy Soul Village, there is still the small wooden house with the Spirit Hall logo hanging on it. Hundreds of people from the entire Holy Soul Village gathered here.

However, these villagers were different from before, as they were ready to fight the soul beast to the death. Now, they all looked timidly at the figure in front of them who was wrapped in a black robe without revealing a single trace.

Even his breathing was subconsciously lightened, for fear of disturbing the distinguished soul master.

Just now, they saw with their own eyes this figure falling from the sky, and with it fell a soul beast corpse, which was exactly the same as the soul beast corpse they found not far from the village.

Seeing this scene, they naturally subconsciously thought that these two soul beasts were killed by the black-robed soul master in front of them.

As for the soul master with noble status and absolute strength, these villagers were very afraid that some of their behaviors would offend the big man, and they also lacked the courage to face such a noble. They looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward rashly. In the end, they all tacitly turned their eyes to the thin old man at the front of the crowd.

Old Jack took a deep breath. He didn't know the origin of this great soul master, but in his limited knowledge, most of the soul masters who could come to a small village like their Holy Soul Village came from the Spirit Hall.

So he forced himself to step forward despite his fear, bent down, and saluted Su Yuntao with the same etiquette as he would treat Su Yuntao, and said sincerely, "Respected Soul Master, thank you for helping our Holy Soul Village get rid of these damned soul beasts."

After all these years, Yao Chen also got to know Old Jack.

He is an old man who attaches great importance to the honor of the village. Even though he is powerless in this world, he still works hard to protect every villager in the village.

"Get up, it's just a matter of convenience"

Yao Chen spoke in a calm voice, and with the power of his soul gathered, he helped the dying old man up.

Hearing Yao Chen's voice, which did not sound like that of some arrogant and domineering soul master, Old Jack felt less uneasy. He secretly guessed that this distinguished soul master might be wearing a black robe just out of personal interest.

Old Jack's voice became more respectful, "Excuse me, Master Soul Master, are you from the Spirit Hall? I wonder what should I address you as?"

"I?"

Yao Chen chuckled, "He is just an ordinary spirit master who likes to travel around. He has no qualifications to join the Spirit Hall."

Hearing this, Old Jack's mood, which had calmed down a little, became uneasy again. He wished he could beat his old mouth to pieces and told him not to talk nonsense.

"May I ask your name, sir? All the villagers in our Holy Soul Village are very grateful for the help of Master Soul!" Old Jack's tone was uncontrollably nervous.

"That's not necessary," Yao Chen politely declined. "I'm Yao Chen, I was just passing by here, and I accidentally discovered that there is someone here whose martial spirit can resonate with mine, so I came here to accept him as my disciple."

Old Jack's tongue began to get tangled. "Take in a disciple?"

Yao Chen nodded implicitly under the black robe and pointed to the wooden house in front of him, "I can feel it, it's inside."

As he spoke, the power of the soul was activated, and the wooden door that was blocked by various objects was easily opened by a pair of invisible hands. Then an extremely familiar little figure was carried out of the wooden house and exposed to the eyes of everyone.

This bizarre incident instantly stunned all the villagers of Holy Soul Village and caused them to whisper to each other.

Only Old Jack, looking at the tiny figure held in the air, felt that his lips and tongue were extremely weak at this moment. No matter how he moved, he could not utter a complete sentence.

Because the child hanging in the air was none other than Tang Yin. His family knew his own business. In his eyes, the child he raised was a treasure, but in the eyes of others, he was just a mud-legged boy who grew up in the countryside. Especially, although he had the talent to become a spirit master, it was only half-level innate spirit power. How could he have the ability to make a spirit master voluntarily devote himself to become a disciple?

The old man has lived for most of his life, so how could he not understand that there is no such thing as a free lunch? He was just afraid that there must be something fishy going on, but he was powerless to do anything.

Compared to the panicking Old Jack, Tang Yin seemed much calmer.

The sound insulation of the cabin was very poor, especially when Tang Yin listened carefully, he heard almost everything happening outside.

With his clever little brain, Photon figured out what had happened in a moment. Especially after he called out to "Grandpa Medicine" several times in his heart and got no response, he was even more certain that the mysterious Grandpa Medicine had resolved the crisis in the village without his knowledge.

Just noticing that his grandfather looked terrified, in order not to let him worry, Tang Yin turned his eyes and paid attention.

He looked excited and his voice was sweet as he shouted to Yao Chen, "Grandpa Yao!"

The scene of a child seeing a kind elder was immediately portrayed vividly.

Yao Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He saw through his plan at a glance and was happy to cooperate by putting it down.

As soon as he landed, Tang Yin trotted over to Yao Chen, then pulled him towards Old Jack and made an elaborate introduction for the two of them, "Grandpa, Grandpa Yao is the old man I met while picking mushrooms outside, and he is very nice to me!"

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes!"

Looking at the man in black robe who was so close to him, Old Jack stuttered and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He was just worried whether this soul master had other plans for his grandson, but in the blink of an eye his grandson said that he knew someone. He was extremely sad and happy, and his heart could not bear such stimulation.

But since it was about Tang Yin, he was still worried. He tried to calm down and bravely asked, "Sir, you just said that your martial spirit resonates with my boy Tang. Could it be that your martial spirit is also blue silver grass?"

"No, I don't have a blue silver grass martial spirit."

Yao Chen spoke in a steady voice, with the air of a master, "But this martial soul is mysterious. I have studied it for half my life and I only understand a little bit. According to ancient records, the resonance between martial souls is very rare, and it only appears once or twice among millions of people. If two people of similar age, one yin and one yang, get married, they can perform martial soul fusion skills, and it will be no problem to fight against higher-level soul masters."

"I have no children in my life. I am fortunate to have a martial spirit that resonates with me in this life. Naturally, I am willing to teach you everything I know and pass on my legacy."

Martial soul, Yao Chen not only did not understand martial soul, he did not even have a martial soul.

But occasionally, I would take advantage of my free time to go to the Wuhun Hall in Notting City to look at the books.

Unfortunately, there was very little knowledge in the books there, and the useful stuff added up was less than the size of his fingernail. It was all just nonsense. Even the nonsense like there were no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters could be written into the book, wasting paper.

But it's more than enough to fool old Jack.

After all, Yao Chen didn't understand much, let alone the little knowledge about martial spirits in Old Jack's mind.

Sure enough, after hearing what Yao Chen said, Old Jack was finally no longer nervous. His eyes moved back and forth between Tang Yin and Yao Chen. No one knew what he was thinking, feeling both happy and sad.

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