On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

Only then did the white-robed martial saint speak slowly again.

"As the leader of the demonic path, Xiao Jinhan committed countless atrocities throughout his life. The number of lives lost at his hands is in the tens of millions. His killing intent has long since solidified into a tangible force, overwhelming the heavens and the earth."

"Although he is dead, his murderous aura and resentment have merged with this world."

"This desolate mountain will be devoid of life for the next hundred years. Any living being that steps into it will be corrupted by its murderous aura and die from its explosion."

"Perhaps it will take a hundred years to restore it to its original state."

Upon hearing this, everyone was once again deeply shaken.

Is this the Martial Saint?

The lingering power after his death was enough to create a forbidden zone that has been in place for a century!

Amidst the crowd, Lu Chuan looked up at the figure in white robes suspended in mid-air, his heart filled with immense awe.

At that moment, the system notification sound in his mind echoed wildly as if it had gone mad.

【Ding! 】

[System detected Martial Saint level expert: Luo Gucheng]

[This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Host, please seize this chance immediately, bow down and beg to be accepted as my disciple.]

[Host, please seize the opportunity immediately.]

at the same time.

A virtual panel that only Lu Chuan could see finally appeared before his eyes.

Name: Luo Gucheng

[Cultivation Level: Four-Star Martial Saint]

Age: 963

Martial Arts: Nine Heavens Starry Sky Prison Suppression Technique; Lonely City Gazing at the Moon; Sword Locks Mountains and Rivers; Nine Heavens Grasp the Moon; Sword Forging and Soul Nourishing Technique

[Supernatural Power: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One - Starfall; So close yet so far.]

Disciple: None

[Companion: Fallen]

Looking at the column for "Age: 963 years old", Lu Chuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

This man looks to be only in his thirties, with a handsome appearance, yet he is almost a thousand years old?

A martial arts master.

Such a long lifespan!

Looking at the ridiculously elaborate list of martial arts and supernatural abilities, Lu Chuan's heart started pounding uncontrollably.

The system instructed him to become an apprentice.

This time, Lu Chuan was truly moved.

This is not the "Empress" that Liu Fuyao mistakenly identified by the system, but a genuine martial saint who just killed a demon of the same level right in front of her!

If I could become his disciple...

Lu Chuan's breathing became rapid.

As Luo Gucheng finished speaking in mid-air, his figure became illusory again, as if he would leave completely in the next second.

Now or never!

Lu Chuan's gambling instincts completely overwhelmed his reason.

He suddenly burst out of the crowd, took a few steps, and with all his might, roared to the sky.

"Senior Luo, please wait!"

This loud roar.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention.

In mid-air, the white-clad figure that was about to disappear paused slightly and solidified again.

Luo Gucheng lowered his head.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the void, landing precisely on Lu Chuan, the unfamiliar young man in disguise, and he exclaimed in surprise,

"Oh?"

"You recognize me?"

He had never left the Western Regions before, and this was his first time arriving in this small southern city. How could anyone recognize him?

For an instant.

All eyes around him instantly turned to Lu Chuan.

There was surprise.

There is something I don't understand.

But more often than not, people gloated.

"Who is this kid? Is he crazy?"

"How dare they address the Martial Saint by his given name and even ask him to stop?"

"So arrogant and ignorant, he's probably going to get crushed by a single finger from his senior!"

Amidst the complex gazes of the crowd, Lu Chuan's heart pounded wildly, but he knew that the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Chuan's knees buckled, and he knelt down directly in front of Luo Gucheng in mid-air, his forehead slamming heavily onto the ground.

"This junior does not know your honorable name, senior, but I have seen your portrait in ancient books and know that you are a pillar of righteousness who protects our human race!"

Lu Chuan started by showering him with compliments.

Then, he looked up again, his eyes filled with utmost sincerity.

"This junior humbly requests that Senior Luo accept me as his disciple!"

boom!

This statement came out.

Everyone was stunned by Lu Chuan.

Becoming an apprentice?

He actually wanted to become a martial arts master?

After a brief silence came a deafening uproar and undisguised mockery.

"Did I hear that right?"

"He wants to become the disciple of the Martial Saint?"

"Hahaha, what a ridiculous joke! Who does he think he is? Does he think he can just worship a Martial Saint like that?"

"Wishful thinking! It's like a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

The surrounding jeers almost drowned out Lu Chuan, but he ignored them, straightened his back, and stared intently at the sky, waiting for Luo Gucheng's response.

In mid-air, Luo Gucheng also showed a look of surprise.

He has lived for over four hundred years, and has seen countless outstanding individuals and people who wanted to become his disciples.

But like today.

This was the first time I'd ever been stopped in public by a complete stranger who asked me to become his apprentice.

interesting.

He scrutinized Lu Chuan again.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, as if he could see through all illusions and understand the true nature of things.

Lu Chuan felt that under that gaze, he was completely exposed, from the inside out, from his body to his soul, and even his disguise as [Thousand Faces Illusion] was laid bare.

But he remained steadfast, not revealing the slightest weakness.

After a moment, Luo Gucheng withdrew his gaze, revealing a barely perceptible expression of approval.

They did not expose Lu Chuan's pretense.

Get up.

"A four-star Grand Martial Master's cultivation level is indeed quite impressive for someone your age."

One comment.

This startled everyone around them once again.

This seemingly ordinary young man is actually a master martial artist?

However, Luo Gucheng's next words brought a sense of balance to everyone's hearts.

"However, your aptitude is mediocre, and your talent is only average. You are not a good candidate for my lineage."

Luo Gucheng's voice carried a hint of regret, as well as a sense of rejection.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding martial artists all showed expressions of "I knew it" on their faces.

Lu Chuan's heart sank to the bottom.

Has it failed?

Was it all just wishful thinking on my part?

However, just as he was feeling disheartened, Luo Gucheng suddenly changed the subject.

"but……"

"The fact that you could recognize me among a pile of ancient books means that we have a good connection."

"Fine."

Luo Gucheng seemed to ponder for a moment before finally making a decision.

"I will then pass on to you a technique that I acquired by chance in my early years, called the [Sword Forging and Soul Nourishing Technique]."

"This technique is not a method of attack."

"It is a supplementary technique for nurturing the soul and tempering the will."

"If you can cultivate it to a certain level of proficiency, you can use this token to come to Buzhou Mountain in the Western Regions to find me again."

"At that time, I might consider accepting you as a nominal outer disciple."

The voice just fell.

Luo Gucheng floated in mid-air.

He stretched out a finger towards Lu Chuan below and pointed it in mid-air.

hum!

In an instant.

An invisible beam of starlight shot from his fingertip, instantly traversing hundreds of meters and disappearing into Lu Chuan's brow.

boom.

next moment.

A vast and mysterious torrent of information.

Like a burst dam, the thoughts suddenly flooded into Lu Chuan's mind.

……