"Yan Dashan is your master?" The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

Yan Dashan grew up in the Seven Wounds Sect. He was about the same age as him and they were of the same generation, so he naturally knew about him and some things about Yan Dashan.

For example, when Yan Dashan's master passed away, the question of who should receive the resources he left behind became a topic of discussion among his disciples for some time.

For example, some time ago, his uncle Zhu Haoran, after learning about Yan Dashan's information, suggested that Yan Dashan return to the Seven Wounds Sect and sent someone to inquire about the matter.

"Indeed, please tell me, senior, has Senior Zhu come?" Lin Yun nodded slightly and said.

“Since you are Junior Brother Yan’s disciple, then you are not an outsider, Uncle Zhu…” the middle-aged man said with a slight smile.

"Wait a minute..." Just then, the new senior brother spoke up, looking at Lin Yun with a slight glint in his eyes.

However, just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted again by a voice.

"Your master is Yan Dashan?"

An aged voice came from not far away.

An elderly man in black robes walked slowly over; it was he who had spoken just now.

"Uncle-Master Zhu..." Upon seeing the old man in black robes, the middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

"Grandmaster Uncle..."

"Grandmaster Uncle..."

The young disciples quickly bowed and greeted them respectfully.

This includes the disciple named Xintang and Guangwei.

"My master is Yan Dashan, and who is this senior?" Lin Yun looked at the old man in black robes and nodded slightly.

"I am the senior Zhu Haoran you are looking for, Da Shan's uncle-master. According to seniority, you should call me grand-uncle-master," the black-robed old man said with a slight smile.

Clearly, he had overheard Lin Yun's earlier conversation with these people.

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Yun briefly and nodded again.

The disciple that Da Shan took in seems to be quite good.

"Grandmaster Uncle".

Lin Yun hesitated for a moment, then began to bow, speaking politely.

Although Yan Dashan never formally accepted him as a disciple, he had carefully taught him martial arts for over a decade, and he had long regarded Yan Dashan as his true master. Therefore, it was only right for him to call him "Grandmaster Uncle".

According to his master, this grand-uncle had treated his master quite well back then and had been thinking about him recently. However, the person he sent was too treacherous and ended up injuring his master.

Of course, this was also due to the high-tech equipment on Lin Yun's body and his powerful mental strength, which made him feel that the old man in black robes was very kind to him from the inside out. Otherwise, he would not have treated him so politely.

This grandmaster sent someone to find his master, but the person who went there injured his master, almost killing him. Whether it was intentional or unknowing, it's hard to say. Lin Yun's current feeling is that the other party was probably unaware.

Thinking about it, it's understandable. Who would have thought that Yan Dashan's junior apprentice would injure Yan Dashan?

Lin Yun now roughly understands that the martial arts world is both the most unruly and the most rule-abiding place. To put it bluntly, this is already an act of insubordination and betrayal of one's master and ancestors.

“My master asked me to send my regards to my grandmaster uncle. Here is also a letter from my master.”

Lin Yun took a letter out of his pocket, handed it to Zhu Haoran, and said.

"Hmm." Zhu Haoran nodded slightly and reached out to take the letter.

He had already heard Lin Yun mention the letter.

The envelope wasn't sealed, and Zhu Haoran easily opened it and took out the letter inside.

A powerful martial artist has a strong comprehension ability. This letter was written with a brush and contained few words. Zhu Haoran finished reading it very quickly.

Zhu Haoran looked up at Lin Yun, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Have you read the contents of this letter?"

"No." Lin Yun shook his head.

Although the envelope wasn't sealed, the letter was a private matter, so he didn't look at it.

"You've only practiced basic boxing techniques, yet you've reached the mid-stage of Ming Jin at the age of eighteen. If that's the case, your martial arts talent is indeed quite good. Would you be willing to become my disciple?" Zhu Haoran thought for a moment and then said.

"What?"

"To become a disciple of my grandmaster uncle?"

"Isn't he... Master Uncle Yan's disciple? How come..."

Seeing this, many disciples of the Seven Wounds Sect were shocked and couldn't accept the change in style for a while.

Just moments ago, Zhu Haoran had asked the other party to call him Grandmaster Uncle, and now Zhu Haoran wants to take him as his disciple. No wonder they are so surprised.

"Uncle-Master..." the middle-aged man hurriedly replied.

The other party is Yan Dashan's apprentice, and now Zhu Haoran is accepting him as a disciple, which is against the rules.

"Grandmaster Uncle..." The disciple named Xintang's expression changed drastically, and he said repeatedly.

At this moment, Lin Yun also remembered what his master had told him before, about him becoming the other party's disciple.

However, he really doesn't need this right now.

"The other party reached the mid-stage of Ming Jin at the age of eighteen?"

"He only practiced basic boxing techniques, yet he reached the mid-stage of Ming Jin at the age of eighteen?"

Others focused on something else; they looked at Lin Yun with slight surprise.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I have already become a disciple of Master Yan, so it is inconvenient for me to become a disciple of you as well..." Lin Yun said thoughtfully.

He couldn't refuse directly, so he could only use his master as an excuse again. At this moment, he also changed how he addressed Zhu Haoran.

If the other party wants to take him as a disciple, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to call the other party "Grandmaster Uncle".

“I already know that Da Shan did not actually accept you as a disciple. You only learned martial arts at his martial arts school. He taught you basic boxing techniques and recommended that you become my disciple, which was also Da Shan’s recommendation…” Zhu Haoran was slightly surprised to see Lin Yun’s refusal. Then, he pondered for a moment and said.

“Grandmaster Uncle, when I went to Uncle Yan’s place last time, I didn’t hear Uncle Yan mention this person. This letter… who knows if it’s real or fake? Even if it is real, the envelope wasn’t sealed properly. Maybe the other party switched or altered the contents…” At this moment, the Seven Wounds Sect disciple named Xintang strode out, looked at Zhu Haoran, and hurriedly said.

Li Xintang was the disciple who went to Xianyuan County to find Yan Dashan last time. He was Yan Dashan's junior brother's disciple and had injured Yan Dashan.

Actually, when he went there last time, he did not convey to Yan Dashan Zhu Haoran's request for him to return to the Seven Wounds Sect.

Because... Zhu Haoran never took on any disciples in his life, and many of his resources were used by his master and him, with whom he had a close relationship.

Now, Zhu Haoran has broken through to the peak of Dark Force.

They have a higher status and a stronger ability to acquire resources, but they need fewer resources themselves because ordinary resources are useless from the peak of Dark Force to Transformation Force; the main thing is to comprehend the Dao.

Thus, a large amount of resources fell on his master and him. And indeed, this was the case during this period, which significantly improved the cultivation speed of him and his master.

Under these circumstances, why would he be willing to let Yan Dashan return to the Seven Wounds Sect?

Given Zhu Haoran's sense of guilt towards Yan Dashan, he might just give Yan Dashan a large amount of cultivation resources.

Now, Yan Dashan's recommendation for Lin Yun to become Zhu Haoran's disciple has both surprised and angered him.

He had heard that the other party's martial arts talent was no less than his own, and even far superior, after practicing only basic boxing techniques.

In addition, he is young. If he were to become Zhu Haoran's apprentice, wouldn't Zhu Haoran give him a lot of support?

He was, after all, Zhu Haoran's grand-disciple, or the grand-disciple of his deceased junior brother. How could he be as close as his own disciple?

So how could he possibly hope that the other party would actually become Zhu Haoran's disciple?

"Was it you who went to my master's place some time ago?" Lin Yun asked, his eyes narrowing slightly as he heard this.

Some time ago, the Seven Wounds Sect sent people to his master's place, but they seriously injured his master and almost killed him. This is a great enmity.