Zhou Yuan arrived at Turtleback Mountain, which is fifty miles away from Gaoshan County, and searched the entire mountain for two days.

The dry food I carried with me was almost gone.

"With such a large mountain like Turtleback Mountain, how easy is it to find someone? Yue Zichuan did this on purpose, didn't he? He only said that Luo Baiyan was on Turtleback Mountain, but didn't say the specific location."

Zhou Yuan thought to himself with a hint of helplessness.

When a prominent figure like Luo Baiyan travels, he should be surrounded by a large entourage and have a grand procession.

However, he inquired with the woodcutters in the mountains, and they had never seen such a person appear on Turtleback Mountain.

In front of a campfire, Zhou Yuan pondered the road ahead.

Before coming, he had thought about what he would do if he couldn't find Luo Boyan, or if he found Luo Boyan but the other party didn't take a liking to him.

To be honest, he is already a martial arts scholar and the top scholar in the county. As long as he keeps a low profile, he can easily survive in Gaoshan County.

The city guard commander, Pang Yunlong, targeted the powerful families and clans of Gaoshan County from beginning to end, and never directly made things difficult for Zhou Yuan.

Because Zhou Yuan simply doesn't meet their standards.

A tiger is after rabbits and roe deer; why would it care about an ant?

Even a county magistrate who has passed the test three times, without any background or foundation, is no different from an ant in Pang Yunlong's eyes.

"I have already learned the 'Eight Directions Thunder Sound'. As long as I focus on my training, I will break through the barrier four times sooner or later, and then I will be confident of passing the martial arts examination..."

As Zhou Yuan was pondering, he suddenly heard the sound of wind breaking behind him.

Startled, he instinctively lunged forward, rolled on the spot, and leaped up. Before he could even turn around, the hammer in his hand swung out horizontally.

Qi and blood surged, and divine power erupted.

boom!

With a muffled thud, the hammer struck flesh, and amidst the sound of bones shattering, a dark figure crashed heavily to the ground.

It was a lynx that was almost two meters long.

Zhou Yuan struck successfully, but his movements did not stop. Instead, he leaped forward and unleashed a barrage of blows with his weapon.

The powerful attack smashed the lynx's head to pieces in an instant.

Wild beasts in the mountains can become spirits over time and even embark on the path of cultivation without a teacher, transforming into monsters whose strength is no less than that of ordinary martial artists.

Even though he has already passed the level three times, it would still be very dangerous if he encountered a monster.

So regardless of whether this lynx is a monster or not, if it dares to ambush him, there's only one word: death!

Seeing that the lynx was beyond dead, Zhou Yuan finally stopped.

He lowered his arm, and the hammer touched the ground.

Suddenly, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and he felt as if he were being stared at by a ferocious wild beast. A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart instantly.

He gripped the long handle of the hammer and slowly turned around, his body stiff.

He dared not make any violent moves because he had a gut feeling that if he launched an attack like before, his fate would be grim.

His mind raced as he quickly devised a solution.

"White Ape Cloak Hammer, you're the little guy Yue Zichuan has his eye on?"

Just then, a voice came.

Zhou Yuan felt a slight weight on his shoulder as a hand gripped it.

He didn't even realize when the person approached, let alone have any way to avoid them.

A force descended from his shoulder, and Zhou Yuan felt a crackling sound all over his body, as if countless tiny hands were kneading his muscles and bones.

Zhou Yuan was horrified. With just a pinch, he had lost all power to resist. If the other party had malicious intent, killing him would have been as easy as turning his hand.

"Having broken through the barrier three times, his muscles are strong, and his White Ape Cloak Hammer technique is very solid."

The other person said calmly, "It's a pity you only have inferior aptitude. Have you taken Qi and Blood Pills?"

"I've eaten it."

Zhou Yuan said subconsciously.

"That's right. Although the cultivation level was built up with money, it still takes a lot of hard work for someone with poor aptitude to break through the barrier three times."

The other party continued, "Yue Zichuan isn't exactly reckless. If he wants to become my disciple, his natural talent is secondary; his character is of utmost importance."

Before he could finish speaking, the other person had already moved to face Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan then got a clear look at the other person's appearance.

The other person was tall and thin, with a head of messy, disheveled hair, looking somewhat unkempt, but his eyes shone brightly, making him unforgettable.

He's a handsome older man, just a bit sloppy.

Zhou Yuan had already realized the other party's identity. He took the waist token given to him by Yue Zichuan from his waist, handed it to the other party with both hands, and bowed.

"Junior Zhou Yuan greets Senior Luo."

I, a junior, have come to pay my respects to my master on the orders of Prefect Yue.

Master above—

As he spoke, Zhou Yuan had already knelt down.

"Why--"

The old man raised his hand, and a force stopped Zhou Yuan from kneeling.

"You brat, you think you can force me into this? After you kneel and beg, am I left with no choice but to accept you as my disciple?"

The old man said irritably.

Zhou Yuan wasn't embarrassed, just a little regretful.

He did have this idea, and if the opportunity arose, he would naturally try to seize it. Becoming an apprentice was not shameful.

However, it seems that Luo Baiyan still didn't fancy him.

Indeed, even Li Lin looked down on his natural talent and abilities, let alone someone like Luo Baiyan.

"Although I don't value innate talent when accepting disciples, your extremely poor innate talent is too much. Even if you are below average, you can make up for it with resources and hard work. I'll give Old Han face and reluctantly accept you."

Luo Baiyan shook his head and said, "Even if you are the emperor's son, with your inferior aptitude, you can only reach this limit in your lifetime, even if you use mountains of gold and silver to build it up. You can't even reach the Blood Qi Transformation stage."

Zhou Yuan remained calm and composed; the saying "diligence can make up for lack of talent" was not just an empty phrase for him.

"I understand, it was just wishful thinking on my part."

Zhou Yuan cupped his hands and said, "I will go down the mountain early tomorrow morning and will not bother you again, senior."

"You really should come down the mountain. With your limited strength, if it weren't for me, you would have been reduced to nothing but bones long ago."

Luo Baiyan nodded and said, "We have to give Old Han face, and we can't let Yue Zichuan's filial piety go to waste, but you're just a junior, so it's really difficult."

He frowned, looking troubled.

Zhou Yuan remained silent. He wanted to become an apprentice, learn superior martial arts, and find a background for himself, but people looked down on his talent. What could he do?

"Alright then, I'll make a note of your name for now."

Luo Baiyan hesitated for a long time before finally speaking, "If you achieve the Blood Qi Transformation in the future, I will accept you as my disciple. What do you say?"

"A disciple under a formal name?"

Zhou Yuan fell into deep thought. A disciple in name only?

"Don't be discouraged. Heaven leaves a way out. Even if you have poor aptitude, you may still have a chance to transform your blood and energy into essence, as long as you have enough talent."

However, talent is such an elusive thing that even I cannot see it directly.

"You were able to break through the barrier three times. Although the Qi and Blood Pill helped, you must also have some talent. It's not impossible for you to break through the limitations of your innate constitution in the future."

Luo Baiyan patted Zhou Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Being a disciple under the name is already very good. My name is still very useful in Jiangzhou."

However, let me tell you, if you use my name to act recklessly, I will personally deal with you, and no one's face will matter.

Having lived two lives, how could Zhou Yuan not understand Luo Baiyan's meaning?

Giving him the title of a nominal disciple would settle the matter of the Jade Blade, and Yue Zichuan's endorsement would be indispensable in the process.

Although it is nominal rather than substantive, its very name is enough to make many people wary.

"Master, please accept my bow."

Zhou Yuan did not hesitate, bowed again, and was very respectful.

This time, Luo Boyan did not stop him, but accepted his bow with peace of mind.

"Go back first thing tomorrow morning. I have important matters to attend to in the mountains and cannot take care of you. Your current strength is not enough to warrant wandering around recklessly."

Luo Baiyan waved his hand and pointed, "It doesn't exist."

He really didn't know how to guide a disciple with such poor aptitude; he had never mentored such a bad disciple before.

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