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Chapter 3438: Sometimes I Get Itchy Hands and Want to Kill Some People
Dongfang Wuding would not easily take on disciples. Now that he had this idea, he had naturally considered many factors.
Jiang Ruoxue's personality and decisiveness suited his taste well.
Most crucially, it was Jiang Ruoxue's fortune. Once he took Jiang Ruoxue as a disciple, her fortune would be tied to the Dongfang family, which would benefit them.
As a ninth-level elder of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Wuding naturally calculated many things, but basically all for the benefit of the Dongfang family.
Jiang Ruoxue had already left the arena. Sha Zhen was waiting for Jiang Ruoxue to return to congratulate her.
Jiang Ruoxue asked, "Sha Zhen, do you know where Friend Lin went?"
Sha Zhen pointed to the sky, "Friend Lin went up there."
Jiang Ruoxue looked up and saw Lin Moyu, as well as Dongfang Wuding beside him.
At this moment, Dongfang Wuding's voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Ruoxue's ear, "Young Jiang, I am Dongfang Wuding. I want to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
Jiang Ruoxue froze in place, her whole face writing "this is impossible".
Sha Zhen asked curiously, "Ruoxue, what's wrong? Even though Friend Lin can go up in the air, you don't need to be so surprised, right?"
Jiang Ruoxue came back to her senses and said loudly, "Ruoxue is willing!"
A beam of light extended from in front of Dongfang Wuding, falling directly in front of Jiang Ruoxue, forming a dazzling light bridge. "Come up then."
Jiang Ruoxue stepped onto the light bridge, and her whole body immediately flew towards Dongfang Wuding.
Sha Zhen was stunned by this scene. He had no idea what was happening.
Jiang Ruoxue came before Dongfang Wuding, somewhat at a loss. Lin Moyu smiled and said, "Miss Ruoxue, don't be nervous. There's tea here. You can take the tea and perform the discipleship ceremony for Elder Wuding. Elder Wuding won't be too particular about these things."
Dongfang Wuding also smiled and said, "Young friend Lin is right. We cultivators don't need to be so particular. As long as the ceremony is done, it's fine."
Jiang Ruoxue immediately bowed and kowtowed, then took the teacup and offered tea to Dongfang Wuding.
Countless people around watched this scene, all showing surprised expressions.
They naturally knew this was a discipleship ceremony, but they didn't expect Dongfang Wuding to take on a disciple.
Dongfang Wuding smiled and accepted the tea, saying loudly, "Today I, Dongfang Wuding, take Jiang Ruoxue as my disciple. Let everyone here be witnesses."
His voice resounded throughout the venue. All those participating in the Nine Heavens Competition now knew that Jiang Ruoxue was Dongfang Wuding's disciple.
Jiang Ruoxue's status instantly skyrocketed. Even within the Dongfang family, she now had a certain position.
There was no help for it. Dongfang Wuding's seniority was too high.
Many people knew that Jiang Ruoxue was from the Jiang family of Floating City. At this moment, they all knew that the Jiang family's status would be completely different in the future. It was truly a case of one person's success benefiting the whole clan.
"Congratulations to Elder Wuding on gaining an excellent disciple!"
"Congratulations to Elder Wuding on gaining an excellent disciple!"
Congratulatory voices resounded throughout the entire arena.
Dongfang Wuding smiled, "Ruoxue, stand behind your master for now. When Nine Heavens Peak opens, your master will send you in."
Jiang Ruoxue was very obedient, standing quietly behind Elder Wuding. She mouthed "thank you" to Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu smiled without saying anything, and instead chatted casually with Dongfang Wuding.
They watched competition after competition, commenting on them.
As the competition progressed, the cultivation levels of the participants got higher and higher. Eventually, even seventh-level Dao Venerables entered the arena.
The battles of seventh-level Dao Venerables were extremely powerful. The formation maintaining the arena roared non-stop, constantly distorting as if it might collapse at any moment.
If the formation collapsed, the power from the seventh-level elders' battles would leak out. At least half of the nearby spectators would die.
The bigwigs and elders sitting in the air increased the power they were supplying to maintain the formation.
Dongfang Wuding said, "It's reached the most troublesome time. This formation is still a bit lacking. We can only rely on us fellows to maintain it."
Lin Moyu said, "Being able to do this is already very good, but it could indeed be improved a bit more."
Dongfang Wuding said, "My Dongfang family has modified this formation many times, strengthening it again and again to reach its current state. The formation masters in our family are already top-tier on the Origin Continent. It can't be strengthened any further."
Lin Moyu said, "Is that so? That's not necessarily true!"
He drew out dozens of Dao runes, while at the same time, pieces of Origin crystals flew out. The Origin crystals exploded in mid-air, turning into fine powder and fusing into the formation. The drawn Dao runes also fused into the formation.
The formation, which had been roaring non-stop, suddenly quieted down.
The solidity of the formation increased by at least 30%, and the power everyone was providing also decreased by about 20%.
Dongfang Wuding was full of surprise, "I didn't expect young friend Lin's attainment in formations to have reached such a level."
This formation was about eighth-grade. The Dongfang family's formation masters were also about eighth-grade. Lin Moyu was also considered an eighth-grade formation master.
But there were huge differences between eighth-grade masters.
Lin Moyu could set up top-tier eighth-grade formations, and even perfectly fuse Dao runes and treasures into formations. He was a top-tier eighth-grade formation master.
That person from the Dongfang family could at most be considered to have barely entered the threshold of eighth-grade. The difference was huge.
Lin Moyu smiled slightly, "It's just that I had some insights into formations by chance."
Dongfang Wuding sighed deeply, "Young friend Lin, those words might fool others, but they're not enough to fool this old man. Compared to young friend Lin, this old man's several hundred thousand years seem to have been lived in vain."
Lin Moyu said, "You're joking too. What do a mere few hundred thousand years count for? I'm afraid you're about to take that step, aren't you?"
Dongfang Wuding said, "That's still thanks to young friend Lin's blessing. This debt of gratitude is really too great. If I really take that step, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay it."
Lin Moyu said, "Then you can keep it and repay slowly, no rush."
Jiang Ruoxue, listening to their conversation from the side, was completely lost, understanding nothing.
She finally realized that she and Lin Moyu were no longer on the same level. In these years, Lin Moyu's changes were far greater than imagined, and probably far more exciting too.
The light of the Yin Origin replaced the Sun Origin. The Yin talisman in Lin Moyu's brow lit up accordingly, especially bright under the illumination of the Yin Origin.
Many people saw the Yin talisman.
"He's the Son of Yin!"
"The Son of Yin who appeared a few years ago is actually him."
"I remember many people went to search for him at that time, but in the end, they couldn't find him."
"But even if he's the Son of Yin, how can he sit as an equal with Elder Wuding?"
Countless people were discussing, and some were already restless. The identity of the Son of Yin was indeed very sensitive.
Dongfang Wuding sighed, "So young friend Lin was the Son of Yin from back then."
Lin Moyu smiled, "Back then, I became the Son of Yin by chance. Later, too many people were looking for me, so I hid my identity."
Dongfang Wuding understood Lin Moyu's meaning, "Now young friend Lin doesn't need to hide anymore, right?"
Lin Moyu smiled, "Indeed, there's no need anymore."
Dongfang Wuding joked, "Doesn't the young friend fear others having some thoughts? I see some people are already restless."
Lin Moyu said, "I actually hope someone comes to find me. Sometimes I get itchy hands and want to kill some people."
As he spoke, strands of killing intent rose, gathering into a black cloud in the sky. An enormous pressure spread in the sky.
The crowd of elders changed color. This heavy killing intent wasn't the first time they had seen it.
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