Xiao Mu pushed the door lightly and walked in …

The interior was extremely simple, with only a table, a bed, and a bamboo flute.

Nan Haotian turned his back on Xiao Mu, and said indifferently: "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

Xiao Mu smiled and said: "Principal is looking for me for the matter of taking in a disciple."

"Oh?" Nan Haotian frowned, he was a little surprised, and even smiled lightly, "I did not say it, but you are actually so confident, are you not afraid of wind blowing your tongue?"

Xiao Mu looked at his back, and spoke with confidence: "I, Xiao Mu, am just an ordinary student. Even though I am rather breathtaking, and have defeated Gao Yuntian, in the eyes of my peers, I can be said to be in high spirits. But in the eyes of your Martial King, I don't think it's common. Furthermore, I do not have any connections with the Principal. Other than accepting disciples, what else has the Headmaster come looking for me for? "

After he finished speaking, Xiao Mu looked at the dignified back of the figure with a smile.

The astonishment in Nan Haotian's eyes became stronger and stronger. This brat actually dared to belittle him, it seemed like he was not so conceited as to be fooled by his recent high spirits. However, he didn't want to accept a disciple so easily.

"You brat, why should I accept you as my disciple?" Nan Haotian's retort seemed simple, but it carried a trace of awkwardness.

This was a test to Xiao Mu, it determined the outcome of the matter, and if Xiao Mu did not give a good answer, Nan Haotian would reject him without saying a word.

At this moment, Xiao Mu calmly said in a calm voice, "Because as long as the Principal accepts me as her disciple, I guarantee that Wan Er will definitely get closer to you."

Nan Haotian's body suddenly trembled, he suddenly turned around, his eyes releasing an intense light as he stared at Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu smiled in his heart, knowing that he was holding onto Nan Haotian's mingmen.

Nan Haotian's expression remained indifferent, as great waves rose in his heart. What Xiao Mu said was not wrong, the reason why he wanted to take Xiao Mu as his disciple was mainly because of Wan Er. Back then, in order to not harm Nanshan Academy, his son committed suicide to apologize, and Wan Er was also ruthlessly abandoned in the underground world. Every time he thought about it, he felt that he owed Wan Er too much.

He wanted to take Xiao Mu as his disciple, but that was secondary. The main reason was to get closer to Wan Er and make him accept him. And the test on Xiao Mu made his eyes light up. Ever since Xiao Mu had taunted Jin Gao at stage Mountain, a martial master shamelessly told his Martial King that he would take the head of the clan within five years.

The main reason was that Xiao Mu was so frivolous as to not think at all, and just say it out loud, which caused his impression of Xiao Mu to change drastically. But today, it would seem that this Xiao Mu wasn't the kind of person to speak nonsense and guess what he was thinking with one sentence.

The path of martial arts was full of bloodshed and killing. The strong had always stepped on a large amount of blood and bones to grow up. In this world of martial dao, apart from strength and power, temperament was equally important.

Talent determines one's bottom line, but personality determines one's ultimate achievement.

In Nan Haotian's eyes, the only thing that mattered to him in order to survive in this cruel world was his heart and wisdom.

"Hahaha …" Thinking up to here, Nan Haotian couldn't help but laugh out loud, his voice resonating throughout the entire Eagle Turtle Peak.

Joy appeared in Xiao Mu's eyes, and he nodded: "Disciple Xiao Mu greets Master."

"Brat, you do know how to judge the situation, but aren't you afraid that I'll go back on my word?" Nan Haotian mocked.

"Alright, you can leave now. In a few days, come back and pay your respects." Nan Haotian said.

Three days later, a piece of news swept through the students of South Court like a hurricane, causing them all to feel shock in their hearts. Even some of the Successor Student s of the Northern Courtyard were greatly astonished. The Principal of South Court, the high status Nan Haotian, had actually announced to the outside world that he had accepted a disciple, and his disciple was even Xiao Mu!

Many of the people here were jealous and envious, wishing that they could replace Xiao Mu right now. There was no other reason. As Nan Haotian's disciple, not only did he become the disciple of the Successor Student, he was also the disciple of the South Court's Principal. With this identity, even the elders had to be courteous to Xiao Mu.

"Sigh, from today onwards, Xiao Mu's position will rise greatly."

Many people were discussing with one another. There were those who were envious, those who were jealous, and even those who were surprised. When Dong Dawei, Zhuge Bai, and Niu Wei heard this news, they almost suspected that they heard wrong. A moment later, they secretly gasped.

At this moment, Ascending Dragon, King's Hall and the other Alliance Masters of the five major associations were all deep in thought. Some of the Successor Student s, such as Wang Liang, were wondering why Nan Haotian had accepted Xiao Mu as his disciple. The elders of the Northern Courtyard also began to ponder.

"You've finally accepted a disciple after so many years?" The Principal of the Northern Courtyard, Zhong Munian, who was sitting on the same seat as Nan Haotian, was greatly astonished.

Ever since Nan Haotian's son committed suicide to apologize in front of him three hundred years ago, Nan Haotian had never accepted a single disciple.

"Could it be because of that little girl? Why does it have to be like that?" Zhong Munian was afraid that Wan Er would smile bitterly.

"The second son, to be able to be accepted by Nan Haotian as a disciple, must have something special about him!" When Li Henian heard of this news, his eyes immediately lit up, and planned to pay a personal visit to Xiao Mu.

Every Successor Student, after being conferred with the Martial King, would, according to the customs of the Nanshan Academy, move to the Northern Courtyard. At that time, there would be Martial King coming to pay a visit. The more Martial King that came, the more would be favored.

The matter of Xiao Mu becoming Nan Haotian's disciple had also been passed down through the mouths of the disciples from other influential families, and was found out by some of the aristocratic families. Finally, the news was spread to the three academies, Haoqi, Heavenly Sword, and Mountain River, causing some Martial King s to be shocked.

The name Xiao Mu entered their eyes.

Nantu Divine Land, Gao Family Castle.

High Family Head received the letter from Gao Yunhe. He had just accepted a small concubine and was feeling extremely good about himself, but after reading the letter, he immediately became angry, and his eyes started to crack! The third son of the Gao Family was his pride.

Every time he met someone, they would praise him, a third son of the Gao Family, all of whom had entered the Nanshan Academy, and Gao Yuntian, who had been accepted by the Martial King, became the Successor Student. Within a hundred mile radius, everyone thought that the Gao Family Castle would definitely be in a good mood.

But who would have thought that his favorite eldest son, would actually die in the hands of someone called Xiao Mu. Although Gao Yunfei and Gao Yunhe were present, the potential of the Gao Family was still enormous, but with Gao Yuntian's death, the Gao Family lost any chance of becoming the strongest power within a hundred mile radius. Not far away, the son of the chief of the other village was also a Elite Student.

"Xiao Mu, you brat! Kill my Tian'er and cut off the future of my Gao Family! I will never let you off!" The patriarch of the castle said in anger.

Right now, he could only kill Xiao Mu to quell the hatred in his heart.

Since this letter was written by Gao Yunhe three days ago, Gao Yunhe did not expect Xiao Mu to become the Successor Student soon. Otherwise, if he gave the Gao Family Castle Patriarch a hundred guts, he would not dare to have this kind of thought.

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