Becoming Chen Xin’s Disciple

After thanking the elder, Chen Yuan left the square and returned to his parents. In this life, his parents, Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou, were both inner disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. However, due to Chen Xin's influence, they enjoyed treatment on par with direct descendants who possessed the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.

From a very young age, Chen Yuan had been able to study and train according to his own wishes, which was partly due to his parents' status.

Amid the surrounding praise, Xu Yunrou hugged Chen Yuan tightly, her face beaming with a gentle smile as she exclaimed excitedly:

"Yuan'er, with innate soul power of level nine, such talent is rare even within the sect. Yuan'er, you're amazing!"

Though Chen Feng wasn't as outwardly emotional as Xu Yunrou, his eyes couldn't hide his pride. He nodded firmly and said with a smile:

"Well done! You haven't disgraced the Chen family's bloodline!"

Receiving his parents' approval, Chen Yuan's lips curved into a smile. He then spoke with determination:

"Dad, Mom, I will work hard in my cultivation and live up to your expectations."

As the three of them were talking, a sect disciple approached to deliver a message:

"Chen Yuan, after the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony, do not leave. The sect leader and the two titled Douluo wish to meet with you privately."

Hearing this, both Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou were overjoyed. Being granted a private audience with the sect leader and the two titled Douluo was undoubtedly a tremendous honor. They immediately agreed.

For Chen Yuan, this was no bad thing. He felt no trace of nervousness and even thought to himself:

'With my talent now evident to them, this meeting can only bring good things, not bad. Perhaps there will even be unexpected benefits.'

The Martial Soul Awakening ceremony in the square continued, but the most outstanding and dazzling figure remained Chen Yuan. The Seven Kill Sword, the strongest offensive Martial Soul in the world, combined with innate soul power of level nine—just one step below innate full soul power—made him one of the continent's top-tier talents.

When the awakening ceremony concluded, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong left first. Shortly after, under the guidance of a sect member, Chen Yuan, Chen Feng, and Xu Yunrou were brought to meet them. Also present was a young girl dressed in a beige dress, delicate and lovely—none other than Ning Rongrong, the beloved treasure of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Taking the opportunity to observe them up close, Chen Yuan quietly studied the group. Ning Fengzhi had a refined and gentle demeanor, his face as smooth as jade, and he wore a pristine white robe. Chen Xin, though his hair and beard were silver, showed no signs of aging. His long silver hair was neatly tied back, and his face was as smooth as a baby's, though his expression was cold and his gaze sharp. Gu Rong, on the other hand, had a gaunt face, with dry, withered skin and an unusually large, burly frame. The young girl, Ning Rongrong, was the center of attention, adored by all.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong's appearances reflected how they looked when they first became titled Douluo. Although they could use their soul power to restore their youthful looks, they clearly preferred to dedicate all their energy to maintaining their peak combat strength.

Ning Fengzhi was exceptionally warm and approachable, especially when dealing with his own people. He immediately gestured for the three of them not to stand on ceremony and said with a smile:

"What pleased me most about today's Martial Soul Awakening ceremony was Chen Yuan. Awakening the Seven Kill Sword with innate soul power of level nine—only by continuously nurturing such talents can the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect remain prosperous and thriving…"

At this point, Ning Fengzhi's tone shifted slightly:

"However, talent alone is not enough. Without the best guidance, one cannot fully unlock their potential."

At this moment, Chen Xin looked at Chen Yuan and spoke with a serious tone:

"Chen Yuan, we are of the same clan. Your Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul is most suited to inherit my teachings. I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

Before Chen Yuan could respond, Chen Feng eagerly interjected:

"Willing, of course! Yuan'er, hurry and kneel to pay your respects to your master!"

Chen Yuan quickly considered the situation. Having a titled Douluo as his teacher would be an immense advantage. Following his father's urging, he bowed solemnly and said:

"Chen Yuan pays his respects to Master."

At this, a hint of emotion flickered across Chen Xin's face. Perhaps taking on a successor was a way for him to fulfill a long-held wish. With a wave of his hand, a surge of soul power lifted Chen Yuan to his feet. He smiled lightly and said:

"Good, good, good. This old man finally has a successor. Starting tomorrow morning, you will come to me for training."

While guessing what the training might entail, Chen Yuan obediently replied:

"Yes, Master."

Both Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou were visibly excited. Their son had become the disciple of a titled Douluo—something many could only dream of. For Chen Feng, in particular, this was especially significant. As a member of the Chen family's branch line, his son would now be considered part of the main lineage.

Ning Fengzhi then spoke again with a smile:

"Congratulations, Uncle Sword, on gaining such a talented disciple. From now on, all resources needed for his training will be provided from the sect's treasury."

After saying this, Ning Fengzhi gently nudged Ning Rongrong beside him and said warmly:

"Rongrong, call him Brother Chen Yuan. His innate soul power is no less than yours, and his Martial Soul is the same as your Sword Grandpa's Seven Kill Sword. Call him Brother Chen Yuan, and he'll protect you in the future."

Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Yuan, her small face breaking into a smile. With his rosy lips, white teeth, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes, Chen Yuan had made a good first impression on her. However, being the mischievous girl she was, she wouldn't simply comply. Instead, she pouted and said playfully:

"He's Sword Grandpa's disciple, but if I call him Brother, wouldn't that make me the same generation as Dad? Haha…"

Ning Fengzhi's expression turned awkward, and he scolded her sternly:

"Rongrong, don't be naughty!"

At this, Ning Rongrong immediately put on a pitiful look and said:

"But you told me to call him that."

Seeing her feigned distress, both Chen Xin and Gu Rong were visibly moved. The two titled Douluo immediately began fussing over her, trying to comfort her.

Watching this scene, a glint of understanding flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes. This was Ning Rongrong, the beloved little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, adored by Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong. He already had an idea of how to secure better training opportunities for himself.

Turning to Ning Fengzhi, who looked somewhat exasperated, Chen Yuan bowed solemnly and said firmly:

"Sect Leader, I will work hard in my cultivation and ensure that Rongrong is protected from any harm."

Ning Fengzhi was very pleased. He believed that, as a child, Chen Yuan's words were sincere and heartfelt.

As the leader of the wealthiest sect on the continent, Ning Fengzhi's satisfaction was evident. He casually removed a rarely used storage-type soul tool from his hand—a ring—and handed it to Chen Yuan, saying:

"Chen Yuan, good child, I'm giving you this storage soul tool. It has a space of about nine cubic meters and contains some treasures I acquired from auctions, as well as tens of thousands of gold soul coins. Consider it your pocket money."

Chen Yuan was startled. He wasn't unfamiliar with wealth, but the casual way Ning Fengzhi handed out a storage soul tool and treated money so lightly was truly befitting of the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

After a moment's thought, he accepted it solemnly. This was a reward for his earlier declaration, and refusing it might have caused unnecessary misunderstandings.

After receiving the storage soul tool, Chen Yuan thanked him again:

"Thank you, Sect Leader."

Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile and offered a few more words of encouragement.

Not long after, Chen Yuan, Chen Feng, and Xu Yunrou took their leave.

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