He Was Completely Dumbfounded

The old man grabbed Zhang Yang's hands and trembled slightly.

He looked at the extraordinarily handsome and talented Zhang Yang, who might be the peerless demon of the ages.

Sun Zhe really wanted to immediately take him as a disciple and hand over the inheritance of his life to him!

If he lost it just like that, he would not be able to rest in peace even in the underworld. How could his reputation of being a wooden man be spread in the triads?

However, this brat was really infuriating. He had not made his decision yet.

If he was at his peak, he would have knocked him out long ago, tied him up, and then slowly taught him a lesson. However, now, he could not do it!

"Cough, cough, cough, cough...

"Little friend, don't be afraid. I don't have any ill intentions toward you. If I did, you would have died long ago when I approached your flying magical treasure. There's no need to wait until this moment.

"Hence, think about it carefully."

Another mouthful of blood with pieces in it was spat out. The protagonist of the reborn stood out.

His face visibly turned pale, and his tone gradually became weak.

His pupils also became more and more dilated.

Now, all he badly wanted was a successor so that he could leave with a peace of mind.

Back in the Eastern continent, countless heroes knelt before his door, and he did not even bother to pay attention to them.

When he went out, he would often be accompanied by dozens or hundreds of people. How awe-inspiring was that?!

When he traveled the world of martial arts, he enjoyed a lot of preferential treatment by merely mentioning his name.

However, all of this had disappeared. When he returned from the treasure hunt, he was actually ambushed to death by his enemy.

Although he risked his life, killed his enemy, and even got his enemy's head, the price he had to pay was that his tendons and veins were destroyed.

He was about to go to the underworld.

Everything in front of him became more and more blurry. The Grim Reaper was waving at him.

He did not have long to live, and he was suffering as well.

It was not unless he could get the legendary soul-extending grass that defied the heavens and change his fate.

However, why would the legendary immortal grass appear here?

Sigh!

He was about to die, but he was still having unrealistic dreams... this brain of his.

It was also his fate!

Hmm?!

What was so dazzling?

After expending his last bit of energy, he suddenly realized that this was coming from Zhang Yang.

It turned out that he had underestimated his little friend's talent. His body refining attribute was ridiculously strong, and it was actually higher than his.

This was also good. His life was initially passed on to him, and it was not considered a disgrace to his birth mother's reputation.

As for the girl next to him, although she disguised herself as a man very well, her act was still seen through at a glance. Her body was soft and weak, hence she was not suitable.

The little friend in front of him was still more talented, and his quality was more reliable. Moreover, he had a handsome face, so he could gain a lot of points when he used the body-refining martial arts skill.

At the last moment, he no longer stubbornly insisted on taking in a disciple.

He took a deep breath and decided to teach Zhang Yang everything he had learned in his life.

"Little friend, listen well. I know that death is coming soon, so listen well."

"The following mnemonic..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zhang Yang's voice, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Um... that... Grandpa, I'm not afraid at all.

"On the contrary, I believe in your character and have high respect for you."

Zhang Yang would not simply say such things.

The system had just detected that grandpa was a kind person with a good character.

In this life, he basically never did anything outrageous and the moment they met, he gave him such a great opportunity.

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

After all, the human heart is made of flesh and blood.

When he thought about the past, the old man who forced him to make a choice was somehow a little cute.

What an old brat. He actually forced himself to die.

After analyzing all aspects, Zhang Yang was certain that the old man was a decent person.

In addition to what his father had mentioned earlier, a war would break out between the Eastern continent, the Western continent, and the demonic continent soon.

At that time, any power would be extremely precious.

The old man could not be taken away by the Grim Reaper just like that. Hence, Zhang Yang decided to save his life.

All of a sudden, an extremely pure body refining essence was slowly activated in his body.

In a short while, it flowed into the surface of his body and released a powerful pressure.

The air seemed to change. The temperature rose rapidly and became scorchingly hot. Even the surrounding woods seemed to be possessed. They all bent down as if they were welcoming the arrival of their king.

The old man's mouth opened wide.

He had met a genius who was even more ridiculous than he had imagined.

His gaze, which had just gradually dimmed, could not help but flash with a strange look at this moment.

Hence, he forced himself to stand up.

He held Zhang Yang's hand tightly. "Little friend, I beg you to be my disciple..."

A similar scene happened again.

Similarly, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Yang's impatient voice, "Uh... senior, that's what I want. There's no need to rush. You can still be saved, so there's no need to be so pessimistic..."

"Cough, cough, cough... There's still hope?! My young friend, there's no need to persuade me. I'm very clear about my own physical condition."

Sun Zhe looked at Zhang Yang. As expected, he did not misjudge him.

Having a pure heart was indeed worthy of having his inheritance.

"It's useless. Little friend, there's no need to waste your effort.

"This time, my Dao foundation has been damaged and my spiritual energy has been exhausted. I'm afraid that I won't be able to live for more than four hours. Unless there's a soul-extending grass. However, how could that legendary item appear here?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yang. His eyes were filled with anticipation. He hoped that Zhang Yang would recognize him as his master as soon as possible so that he could pass down all of his martial arts skills to him.

It was to fulfil his one last wish.

Otherwise, he would have to report to the Death God with endless regrets after four hours.

Zhang Yang really did not know what the old man was thinking about. After listening to the great leader of the party, Zhang Yang used his hand to prop up his chin and pondered for a while.

What kind of item was this? It was actually in his storage space. However, why was it easily found? He heard that it was very precious.

He used to think that it smelled good and used it as an air freshener. He did not expect it to have such an effect.

However, he had a headache now.

He had used it long ago. Where could he go to find it again?

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at the sky.

Without any warning, after a group of geese flew east, a few soul-extending grass fell from the sky.

They were regarded as extremely precious immortal grass by countless people in the triads. Three or five of them fell onto the ground.

F*ck!

He had traveled with the triads for dozens of years, but he had never seen such a strange thing.

Could it be that he was the Child of Fate?

Wherever Zhang Yang was, luck and opportunities would follow closely.

This luck was too ridiculous!

...

These were all great items that could repair the damage to one's foundation.

Even a top-tier faction would have to spend a lot of effort to find them.

However, as Zhang Yang casually said that, a rare item appeared in front of them out of nowhere.

The two of them were stunned.

Zhang Yang picked up a soul-extending grass from the ground with a faint smile on his face.

"Senior, is this the extremely rare soul-extending grass that you mentioned?!"

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