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"When I'm about to die, I'll go kill a few of them." These words were provocative, but Feng Zaixing wasn't in a hurry to acknowledge the kinship.
He suspected the other party was not normal, so he bowed respectfully and said seriously:
"Junior has the Angel Martial Soul, but I am not a member of the Le Family. I cannot accept a reward without merit, so I cannot accept Senior's gift now."
A hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone was tempting, but it was nothing compared to the future. A bad teammate was more troublesome than a divine opponent, so he had to determine the other party's character.
Le Zhengyang was stunned. He sheepishly put away the Spirit Bone, looked at Feng Zaixing, who was behind the three masters, and said seriously:
"Don't misunderstand. This old man is not a member of the Le Family either. I'm not here to take you back to acknowledge your ancestors."
Yu Guanzhi looked disbelieving: "Old Le, at least make your stories more believable."
"This old man is telling the truth. I crossed out my name from the family register before I left."
Le Zhengyang pulled out a thick ancient book from somewhere, pointed to a circle of names that had been crossed out, and said to Yu Guanzhi very seriously.
"If I'm not even a member of the Le Family anymore, how can I take an outsider back to acknowledge his ancestors?"
This time, it was Yu Guanzhi's turn to be stunned. He didn't understand what the other party was up to: "Then what are you here for?"
"To find a Disciple to inherit my Legacy."
Le Zhengyang pointed at Feng Zaixing and grinned: "This old man has lived a proper life. Now that I'm old, I want to have some fun, take a Disciple to travel the world, and make the four seas my home. Is there a problem?"
"There is a problem! A big problem!"
Hearing that the other party was here for him, Mu Ye jumped out and protested loudly: "He is my Disciple! Are you trying to steal him?"
"That's not right. You only know how to teach the Body Martial Soul. Do you understand how to teach the Angel Martial Soul?"
Le Zhengyang glanced at Mu Ye indifferently and said in surprise: "When I saw you decades ago, you were rank ninety-four. How are you still rank ninety-four after decades?"
"You…"
Mu Ye's Face flushed red. He really wanted to roll up his sleeves and spar with the other party.
Le Zhengyang sighed and said: "You can't even Cultivate the Body Martial Soul properly. You're not much of a teacher. I won't even argue with you over this sole title. Two teachers will do; you and I are of the same generation, so you're getting a good deal."
Mu Ye laughed in anger: "You're stealing this Sect Master's Personal Disciple, and you expect this Sect Master to thank you?"
"No need for that. If you have the ability to attack the Angel Family and seize their treasure vault, I'd be happy to see it."
Le Zhengyang pointed at Feng Zaixing and said to Mu Ye: "There are resources there for multiple sacred baptisms for Angel Spirit Masters, there are sacrificial talents, sacred fusion techniques, inherited Spirit, and even Divine Artifacts, but you can't get them."
Kong Yao was confused and couldn't help but say: "Senior, what exactly do you intend to do? Why would you even rob your own Family?"
Le Zhengyang chuckled, waved his hand, and said: "I've severed ties with the Le Family, and the Le Family's resources are useful to my Disciple, so I'll just have to rob them; that way, everyone saves Face."
"Slap!"
Raising a hand to his forehead, Feng Zaixing walked out from behind, his voice tinged with helplessness: "Senior, please stop. To put it unpleasantly, isn't this just a redundant and unnecessary act?"
He understood now. This old man was ruthless, shameless, and cunning, the complete opposite of Qian Daoliu. He wondered if it was because his ancestors had taught him too many lessons.
With this personality, he probably relied on relentlessly fighting Evil Soul Masters to reach the quasi-god level in his youth.
Na'er giggled, quickly covering her small mouth with her hand, and looked at Feng Zaixing with her bright, sparkling purple eyes; Yu Xin covered her mouth with her jade hand, her dark eyes focused on Feng Zaixing's Face, a gentle smile spreading across her lips.
It was rare for someone to make him feel so helpless.
Le Zhengyang's golden eyes gleamed, "You're willing to become my Disciple?"
"...Let's be more serious."
Feng Zaixing sighed and slowly said: "I do want the benefits of the Le Family. I've already discussed this with Legion Commander Yu."
Yu Guanzhi also said solemnly: "Old Le, stop beating around the bush. You know the red line."
Seeing Feng Zaixing speak, the cynical old man finally composed himself, spread his hands, and shook his head with a smile:
"You guard against the Le Family like thieves. This old man can't do anything about it. The only guarantee I can give you is that I will never covet the heart of the central region."
"This old man is a dying man. I can seek out the Holy Spirit Cult and fight to the death at any time."
Le Zhengyang's eyebrows lowered, and he whispered: "Even if necessary, this old man can fight Yun Ming to the death in exchange for a hundred years of peace for the Federation; the abyss is also an option, to earn the name of a hero."
As his words fell, the air below the rooftop solidified. The expressions on the Faces of the three powerhouses and three geniuses changed.
After a moment of looking at each other, Yu Guanzhi's expression softened for the first time, and he took a step back: "In that case, Guanzhi has nothing more to say."
Le Zhengyang immediately beamed with joy, "That's good. You don't have to worry about Old Xu and Old Chen. I'll go find them myself."
Yu Guanzhi nodded silently, saying nothing more.
A quasi-god staking his life was more powerful than any rule; this acknowledgment of ancestry could not be stopped.
No one would believe that his killing of the entire Ma Family had nothing to do with him and Feng Zaixing.
At this moment, Feng Zaixing bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "It is Junior's good fortune to admire the Le Family, but before that, Junior would like to ask Old Ancestor to accompany Junior to a place to meet someone."
"Meet someone? Who?" Le Zhengyang became interested.
"A very important person. Please forgive my secrecy, Senior." Feng Zaixing glanced at Na'er beside him and said with a frown.
Le Zhengyang's old eyes paused. He thought for a moment and then agreed.
"Alright, you lead the way."
"Please."
Feng Zaixing straightened his back and chest, beckoned Na'er to his side, exchanged different glances with Mu Ye and Yu Xin, then pulled Na'er downstairs and started the Spirit guided car... A moment later, on a dirt slope outside Mingdu.
The three got out of the car. Le Zhengyang looked around, confused: "Meet whom, in a place like this?"
"This place is secluded, suitable for meeting people who are difficult to meet."
Feng Zaixing replied with a smile and shouted to the sky: "I know Your Excellency arrived in Mingdu long ago, but you were hesitant to act because of the many masters here. Now that I have come to meet you, will the Beast God not show himself?"
As his words fell, Le Zhengyang's Face changed drastically. Beast God? Wasn't that the Golden Eyed Black Dragon King in the records? What was this boy trying to do?
Na'er's small Face instantly turned pale. Beast God Di Tian? How did big brother find him?
What slightly comforted Le Zhengyang was that for a full tens of seconds, no one responded to Feng Zaixing.
Seeing this, Feng Zaixing gently shook his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Indeed, things have changed. In the past, the Beast God was the continent's number one powerhouse, suppressing countless people. Today, he doesn't even dare to respond to the words of a mere child like me. The passage of time has worn away too much of your spirit."
As his words fell, an extremely oppressive black cloud suddenly pressed down from the sky, separating the aura of heaven and earth.
Le Zhengyang's expression changed abruptly. To complete a space Seal in front of him, this was something even a quasi-god would find extremely difficult!
"Human, you have great courage."
Black clouds obscured the moon, and a black-clad, golden-eyed figure descended from the sky. His long hair fell to his feet, and his golden eyes held suppressed anger, helpless bitterness, and a hint of surprise.
"Di Tian!" Le Zhengyang stared intently and called out his name. Such an appearance, with transcendent spatial mastery and oppressive aura, could only be the Golden Eyed Black Dragon King.
Di Tian did not respond to Le Zhengyang's surprise, as if even this veteran quasi-god was not worth his attention. His majestic eyes fixed on Feng Zaixing, as if wanting to uncover all the secrets on the young man.
"No, my courage isn't great. Otherwise, I would have come to see you sooner."
Feng Zaixing glanced at Le Zhengyang, who hadn't run away yet, then pulled Na'er behind him and smiled at Di Tian:
"Today, it's rare to wait for a family member. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have had to ask the two Hall Masters of the War God Hall to accompany me on this trip, but that would be like playing with fire, and I am unwilling."
"For this Junior Sister of mine, and for the future of both our sides, let's talk. I've been waiting for this day for a long time."