Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Chapter 111 Becoming an Apprentice of Chrysanthemum Douluo

Faced with Chrysanthemum Douluo's question, Yang Ping'an hesitated for a while before speaking: "Senior, I did find quite a few things in that desperate situation, but because it was too dangerous at the time, I didn't care much and just ate a lot of things, basically finishing them all in one go."

"However, there were many things I had never seen before and didn't recognize at all. I just felt that after eating, my body was hot and cold, and I eventually fainted. I only managed to get out of that desperate situation after I woke up."

When Chrysanthemum Douluo heard this, he just complained. Judging from Yang Ping'an's appearance, he probably didn't even know the value of what he was eating. Considering the growing environment of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, there were probably other immortal herbs around, which he probably ate all of them.

Thinking of this, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt a pang of heartache. He had searched for half his life without ever encountering a divine herb, only to have it wasted by this kid in front of him.

However, Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression became relatively serious at this moment: "Yang Ping'an, you and I are very destined. I want to take you as my disciple. As long as you become my disciple, with your good fortune and the fact that you have consumed the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, your future achievements will be limitless, and you may even surpass me."

Yang Ping'an's face showed a conflicted expression again: "Senior, I'm still just a student, and I also have to participate in the Soul Master Competition. I wonder if this will have any impact on the future?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but chuckle: "With your level 44 soul power, you're probably just a trump card for the Beast Academy, and you won't appear until the crucial moment."

Yang Ping'an nodded: "Senior, my experiences are too peculiar, and my innate soul power level is too low. My current strength is completely inconsistent with my innate soul power level. I'm afraid it will attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, and then it will be dangerous."

Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his hand: "I know all about your experiences. As long as you become my disciple, even those outstanding things in the competition will be nothing. Just focus on performing well in the Soul Master Competition. I am, after all, an elder of the Spirit Hall. No one can touch you."

Although Yang Ping'an had anticipated this outcome, and it had always been the perfect result he had been pursuing, he still felt a bit conflicted. After all, the people he had offended and his future goals were too enormous, and it was not necessarily something that Chrysanthemum Douluo could bear.

Seeing the hesitation on Yang Ping'an's face, Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression darkened: "Yang Ping'an, with a backer like me, what is there to worry about?"

Yang Ping'an quickly bowed and said, "Senior, it's not that I don't want to become your disciple, but I still have many secrets in my heart, and even some hatred, which I'm afraid will have a great impact."

Chrysanthemum Douluo sneered, "You certainly have quite a few secrets. To be able to cultivate from half a level of innate soul power to this level, your purpose is probably not simple. Are you worried about your father's hatred and this soul bone you possess?"

Yang Ping'an's face immediately showed extreme fear, as if his secret had been exposed: "Senior, how could you find out about something like this?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but smile: "I have carefully read your history. You have half a level of innate soul power, but you have been extremely diligent in your cultivation. Your father's death back then was probably not that simple. Moreover, the ten-thousand-year soul bone on your body should be the one left to you by your father. You have been working hard to cultivate, probably for the purpose of revenge."

Yang Ping'an's face revealed hatred: "Senior, your guess is correct. I have been working hard to cultivate in order to take revenge, but I don't know who my enemy is. However, it is probably related to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan. The relationship here is too big, so I dare not rashly become a disciple."

Chrysanthemum Douluo sneered: "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is nothing in front of my Spirit Hall. Sooner or later, they'll be in for a beating."

At this point, Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly paused, as if he realized he had revealed a secret he shouldn't have, and quickly changed his words: "Yang Ping'an, in terms of the power of the world, my Spirit Hall is not afraid of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan at all. As long as you become my disciple, no one in the world can do anything to you."

Yang Ping'an quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your high regard, senior. However, I have two small requests. I wonder if you would be so kind as to grant them?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but chuckle: "That's a bit strange. If others heard that I was taking him as my disciple, they would probably be overjoyed. You, a mere Soul Master, actually dare to make demands."

Yang Ping'an quickly said, "Please forgive me, senior. My request is not for myself, but also for your sake."

"Oh, then tell me, what is it that you would do for my sake?" Chrysanthemum Douluo said, completely unconcerned.

Yang Ping'an thought for a while before speaking: "Senior, the Beast Academy has been kind to me after all. I am still a student of the Beast Academy. I want to stay at the Beast Academy to participate in the Soul Master Competition after I become an apprentice, and only leave the academy after the competition ends."

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded: "This is not a big deal. Although your Beast Academy seems to be quite strong, the gap between you and our Spirit Hall team is too big. Since you want to repay your kindness, stay at the Beast Academy for now. Tell me your second condition."

Yang Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and asked, "Senior, could I only become a disciple and not join the Spirit Hall yet?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked puzzled: "What's the difference between your choice and this? The Spirit Hall is all-encompassing and the best platform for commoner spirit masters to develop. It's not as bad as those sects say. Do you have some misunderstanding about the Spirit Hall?"

Yang Ping'an shook his head: "Senior, I know that the Spirit Hall has produced many outstanding talents, but I don't want to compete with those people. I just want to cultivate diligently and don't want to fight with anyone."

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but smile: "There's no such thing as taking advantage without contributing anything in this world. After you become my disciple, other sects will only regard you as someone from my Spirit Hall."

Yang Ping'an shook his head again: "Senior, I am not afraid of other sects, nor am I unwilling to contribute. I will do my best to do whatever my master arranges. I just don't want to get caught up in the power struggle."

Chrysanthemum Douluo thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Your personality is indeed suitable for cultivation. You'll probably be very popular with those peace-loving people in the Hall of Offerings. I agree to your request. You shouldn't have any other questions, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ping'an immediately bowed and said, "Master, please grant your disciple Yang Ping'an a bow."

After speaking, Yang Ping'an bowed deeply three times, appearing unusually serious.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face also appeared unusually serious. He quietly watched Yang Ping'an perform three deep bows. Only after Yang Ping'an had finished bowing did he use his soul power to pull Yang Ping'an up.

At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled and said, "Good, very good. Yang Ping'an, from now on, you will be my disciple, Yue Guan. As long as you cultivate diligently, you will definitely be able to surpass me in the future."

(End of this chapter)