the intense gazes of the crowd, Poison Undying slowly spoke, "Old Jin is right. I was there last night. Yuhao's current strength is no less than level 96." The
crowd turned around with difficulty, somewhat doubting their own existence. This was ridiculous! A Soul King could fight a Title Douluo? Was anyone else supposed to live?
Of course, a few powerful elders realized that Huo Yuhao was already a Soul Emperor, but this was still outrageous.
There's a saying, "The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach." Compared to Huo Yuhao, they felt like they had already been swept away on the beach, their decades of life wasted.
Seeing these people's dazed expressions, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile. How could ordinary people compare themselves to someone with cheat codes? Wasn't that just asking for trouble?
Before they could react with surprise, Huo Yuhao continued, "The second matter is that I plan to establish a sect soon. Initially, we'll be short-handed. If any of you have friends or juniors you could recommend me, I would be extremely grateful."
Silence fell. The entire scene was silent, and everyone couldn't help but secretly observe their sect leader. "Is
the young master getting too big for his britches? He's going to establish his own sect!" the elders thought. Would the sect leader decide to purge the sect at any moment?
However, seeing that Du Busi remained unmoved, everyone immediately understood. It seemed the master and disciple had planned this beforehand; this wasn't a request for their opinions, but rather an announcement.
But someone still couldn't help but speak up, "Young Master, why do you want to leave the sect? Has the sect mistreated you in some way?"
Huo Yuhao felt somewhat embarrassed. Indeed, the Body Sect had poured its resources into nurturing him, providing him with people, money, and power—truly impeccable. And now he wanted to establish his own sect; the fact that they hadn't called him an ingrate was already a sign of respect.
"Senior, you misunderstand. I have no objection to what the sect is doing, nor to anyone else."
"Those present are all family, so I'll be frank. I'm doing this to further strengthen the Bright Realm, with the best and most ideal outcome being the inclusion of all Soul Masters from the entire continent into the Bright Realm.
There are countless Soul Masters on the continent; relying solely on our sect's disciples is far from sufficient to accomplish this. That's why I had the idea of establishing a force."
At this point, Huo Yuhao paused, glancing around, and continued, "Of course, it would be even better if the sect could accept non-Body Soul Martial Souls, or accept affiliated forces."
Everyone exchanged glances. Non-Body Soul Martial Souls were forbidden from joining the Body Sect; this was a rule set by their ancestor, and no one dared to break it.
Except for Mu Ye, ten thousand years later—that guy was a complete idiot, utterly useless. He taught everything to Tang Wulin, and Tang Wulin didn't do anything for him or the Body Sect; he was just a freeloader.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao continued, "Furthermore, even if I establish other forces, I will still be a member of the Body Sect. My master and the sect have treated me well, and I am not one to be ungrateful. If the sect needs anything, I will certainly do my best."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions softened considerably. Fortunately, they hadn't raised a thankless wretch.
Du Busi chuckled inwardly. "You're so arrogant, kid. This old man has more experience than you. This is how I've got you wrapped around my little finger."
Everyone wants freedom and doesn't want to be bound, and Du Busi certainly understood this. But how he treated Huo Yuhao was simply to shower him with benefits, giving him whatever he wanted. On the surface, he didn't expect anything in return, but as the saying goes, free things are the most expensive.
Now this brat has a sense of belonging to the sect.
Everyone pondered, and they understood why their young master had given up on the position of sect leader successor—mainly to avoid suspicion.
The best solution, of course, would be to acquire affiliated forces. This way, Huo Yuhao would remain the young sect leader, and the sect's strength would increase. Then, the young leader could lead the sect to great heights – a win-win situation.
But no one spoke up. There was no other way; it was all due to ancestral precepts and sect rules.
So, after nearly a quarter of an hour of silence, everyone threw the problem back to Du Busi.
"Sect Leader, you decide. We'll all listen to you." "Yes, Sect Master, we'll all listen to you,"
the crowd echoed. They mainly felt that since the master and disciple had already discussed it privately, they should skip the formalities and just go through the motions; they would simply listen.
Urged by the crowd, Poison Undying finally spoke slowly: "I agree to the establishment of the sect, and joining the elders is also acceptable, but..."
He paused, noticing everyone's attention was drawn to him, before turning to Huo Yuhao and continuing, "I have a condition." Several question marks appeared above Huo Yuhao's head .
What was the old man up to? Hadn't they already discussed it last night? The old man had been so easy to talk to back then, making Huo Yuhao feel a little unreal. Now he was making demands?
Was he waiting for me here? Huo Yuhao thought to himself, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. This old man insisted on saying it in front of so many people, putting him on the spot. Was it some outrageous condition?
But no matter what he thought, he still put on a respectful appearance, saying, "Master, please speak. If it's within my ability, I will not refuse."
Du Busi smiled. That was a well-spoken statement, leaving himself a way out. He calmly said, "You can definitely do it. I won't make things difficult for you. I want you to take on a personal disciple within the sect.
Since you don't want to be the sect leader, then you'll train one for me. I'm old and can't worry about so many things."
Upon hearing this, everyone present brightened up. It was undeniably a good idea. They had all heard about the training of Lin Kong and the others before the Soul Master Competition, and had no doubt about Huo Yuhao's teaching abilities. "
Sect Master is wise! This subordinate believes this method is feasible,"
someone immediately stepped forward to flatter him.
"Sect Master is wise! This subordinate agrees."
"Agrees." Several others echoed in agreement.
Huo Yuhao's lips twitched. These people were truly audacious, making their own disciple the sect master. Weren't they worried that he would eventually annex the Body Sect? However, this also showed how much Poison Undying trusted Huo Yuhao.
"Master, this... my cultivation is still shallow. Wouldn't this be a waste of time?" Huo Yuhao
was somewhat troubled, especially since he himself was in his prime cultivation period. Teaching disciples would only delay his own progress.
Du Busi seemed to see through his thoughts and said irritably, "I know what you're thinking, kid. I don't expect you to watch over your disciples all the time. Besides, I'm getting old; it's nice to have someone to talk to."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up again. The sect leader meant he would also help the young master teach disciples! With that, how could someone jointly taught by both of them be bad? Of course not.
Several people were already beaming with joy. It had to be said that these people truly had no selfish motives, wholeheartedly thinking of the sect. But it was understandable; they had grown up in the sect, and to them, the sect was their home.
"What, what are you still hesitating about? Think of Tang San's teacher from ten thousand years ago, Yu Xiaogang, who was a Great Soul Master and still dared to take on disciples. With your current Soul Emperor cultivation, why can't you?"
Seeing his disciple hesitate, Du Busi again cited Tang San and his disciples, subtly mocking Yu Xiaogang.
Huo Yuhao smirked, thinking to himself, "How can you compare your precious disciple to that good-for-nothing? Isn't that insulting?" If
he were over fifty and still hadn't broken through to the Soul Master level, he would have lived a quiet life; how could he possibly have the nerve to ask a genius with innate full soul power to become his disciple?
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