Evil of all ages

Chapter 44 Accepting a Disciple
"Strange, he looks familiar. Have I seen him somewhere before?"

Di Qingtian glanced at the cell next door, and his brows furrowed.

In the next cell, there was a prisoner whose limbs were all severed and who had been tortured beyond recognition.

He felt like he'd seen this prisoner somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where.

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Di Residence
After Yin Tianying and the others brought back the news that Di Qingtian had been imprisoned in the Central Court Prison, Di Luoyun and the others were as restless as ants on a hot pan.

However, they did not completely lose their composure, but instead went to find Di Qingtian's friends to discuss countermeasures.

The first to arrive was Fu Qiu, the silver-medal ghostwriter, who was blind.

"Senior Fu, are you confident you can rescue my brother?"

Di Luoyun knew that her brother had many friends, but most of them were in the martial arts world, and he had very few friends in the capital.

Especially those with high martial arts levels are even fewer in the capital.

Fu Qiu, the silver-medal ghostwriter, happened to be in the capital, which is why they were able to find him.

She dared not even think about going to the Heavenly Prison in the Central Court to rescue her brother.

Because there is an insurmountable mountain in the Central Court Prison, going there to rescue people is tantamount to courting death.

The only way they could save her was during the journey her brother was being transferred to the execution ground.

But she was also afraid that her brother would be executed directly in the Heavenly Prison of the Central Court, leaving them no chance to save him.

"I only know two or three of your brother's friends in Beijing. I don't know about the others."

"We need to see them in person to determine the success rate of the rescue."

"By the way, doesn't your brother have a friend who's a top-notch ghostwriter? If we can get him to help, saving people won't be a problem."

Those who can become top-notch ghostwriters are generally innately strong individuals.

As fellow ghostwriters, with a small circle, Fu Qiu naturally knew about Di Qingtian's friend.

Feng Zizai

A depressed middle-aged man, whose strength is at the early stage of innate level.

But Fu Qiu felt it wasn't that simple, because while others saw things with their eyes, he saw them with his heart.

In his mind, Feng Zizai was hiding his cultivation level and was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"He's not in Beijing, we can't get in touch with him."

Yin Tianying answered on behalf of her young mistress.

Upon hearing this, Fu Qiu knew that whether they could save the person depended on the kind of friends Di Qingtian had made in the capital.

But then Fu Qiu thought about it again and felt that something was not right.

"Don't panic. I think there's something fishy about this. Maybe your brother just had a close call and we're worrying too much."

Di Luoyun and the others all turned their attention to Fu Qiu, waiting for him to continue.

“The Central Courtyard Prison is the most special one; even the family members of those imprisoned inside cannot escape.”

"But you are all safe and sound. No Imperial Guards arrested you, and no soldiers surrounded the place immediately."

“There’s something fishy going on here. Perhaps your brother’s imprisonment in the Central Court Prison is only temporary.”

Fu Qiu guessed.

"real!?"

Di Luoyun said with some doubt.

"I think it's very likely, but we should still be prepared in case it's not, so we can still rescue people."

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"Mmm, smells so good~"

Di Qingtian, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly smelled the tempting aroma of roast chicken and sat up.

Looking down into the prison corridor, someone was carrying roast chicken and fine wine.

"Huh, what are you doing here?"

Di Qingtian originally thought that Princess Pingyang had come to bring him food, or that this was his last meal before his execution.

But then he saw a scruffy old man.

He remembered the old man; it was a while ago on the street when the old man was surrounded by a pack of vicious dogs by thugs, and he couldn't help but jump out to help him.

After rescuing the old man, he tried to comfort him.

They offered him food and comforted him while they ate. When they parted, they gave the old man some silver.

Suddenly, Di Qingtian's pupils contracted.

He suddenly turned his head to look at the prisoner in the next cell who looked somewhat familiar to him.

It's him!

That brat!

Yes, it's him, that scoundrel who keeps a pack of vicious dogs and does all sorts of evil deeds.

He understood. No wonder he helped the old man out of a predicament, thus provoking the scoundrel, but in the end nothing happened to him.

It should be noted that this young scoundrel's identity is extremely unusual; he is a distant relative of the Xu family.

Which Xu family?

It is the Xu family, the most powerful and influential family in the capital, feared by everyone.

Who could blame them when the three siblings were all involved? The elder brother was the Minister of Revenue, the younger sister was the current Empress, and the younger brother was the Marquis of Anshi.

Because of this relationship, Di Qingtian was worried that this scoundrel would retaliate against him, and he was also prepared to be retaliated against by this scoundrel.

But no matter how long he waited, the revenge he had imagined never came; instead, the young scoundrel seemed to have vanished.

So that's where he was.

Di Qingtian stiffly turned his neck back, staring blankly as the prison door opened silently and the old man stepped in as if this prison were his home.

Di Qingtian was a smart man; how could he not guess the old man's identity?

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The supreme master guarding the central courtyard prison.

"Don't look at me like that. I didn't do anything. It was the Xu family who were afraid I would blame them, so they specially sent him here."

"They were also afraid that I wouldn't be satisfied and would torture people like this in front of me."

When Feng Wushi saw the look in Di Qingtian's eyes, he knew that Di Qingtian had already guessed his identity, so he brought up the matter of the young scoundrel locked up next door.

"Senior... I didn't know it was you. If I had known, I would never have dared to be rude to you."

Di Qingtian quickly stood up and bowed. Even a prestigious family like the Xu family did not hesitate to send a distant relative to apologize when facing a Grandmaster-level expert.

How could a nobody like him dare to be disrespectful in front of a grandmaster?

The reason for saying this is that after helping Mr. Shi out of a predicament, he put his arm around Mr. Shi's shoulder to comfort him, which was a very inappropriate act.

"Don't be so formal. If you hadn't stood up for me back then, I wouldn't be here drinking with you now."

"Come, come, have a drink with this old man."

Shi Lao gestured for Di Qingtian to sit down.

Di Qingtian dared not disobey and obediently sat opposite Elder Shi.

Do you know why I left the prison that day to wander around outside?

Suddenly, Shi asked.

Di Qingtian: "This junior does not know."

Old Shi: "Guess how old I am."

Di Qingtian: "Over 140 years old?"

Mr. Shi: "He's 170 years old!"

Upon hearing this, Di Qingtian was taken aback. The lifespan limit for a Grandmaster was 180 years, which meant that the old man in front of him had ten years left to live.

"I only have ten years left to live, and I haven't left the Heavenly Prison for years, yet I'm going out for a stroll. What do you think I'm doing this for?"

Old Shi, drinking his wine, smiled and asked in return.

"Taking on apprentices"

Di Qingtian gave his answer.

"Yes, it's for the purpose of taking on apprentices."

"Spending ten years teaching apprentices is indeed too late."

"But the most powerful masters all like to give their descendants a blessing before they die."

"Generally speaking, there is only a one in ten thousand chance that a peak-stage Innate Realm cultivator can break through to the Grandmaster Realm on the spot after receiving empowerment from a Grandmaster Supreme Realm expert."

"That's generally speaking. I'm different. My cultivation method is quite special, which can increase the probability of someone receiving my empowerment to one percent."

"Don't think that a one percent probability is low. Compared to a one ten-thousandth probability, it's not even in the same league."

"Tell me, why am I telling you all this?"

Old Shi said with a smile.

"You...you've taken a liking to me?"

Di Qingtian was quite shocked. Shi Lao's words were very clear: he wanted to take him as a disciple.

He never expected that at almost thirty years old, such a great opportunity would await him.

Old Shi, while drinking his wine, gave him a look: What do you think?
"Why not search inside the imperial prison?"

Di Qingtian was curious about this, as he had heard a little about Old Shi.

That is, when Shi Lao was an infant, he was taken into the prison by the jailers and secretly raised.

It can be said that this prison records the life of Elder Shi. Why didn't Elder Shi find a successor in the prison to take over his duties and continue to guard it?

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