"Does the senior think I'm not qualified?"

Lin Bufan straightened his robes, displaying his cultivation level, "Then I'll show you what I'm capable of."

Whoosh!

He unleashed his cultivation at the half-step Grandmaster level without restraint.

The surge of true energy sent Wanyan Ping, Guo Fu, and Lu Wushuang flying far away.

Su Xinghe, who was standing nearby, was also shaken back half a step and staggered.

With his Grandmaster-level cultivation, Wu Yazi could withstand it and remained as steady as Mount Tai.

However, my heart was already in turmoil, and I was deeply shocked.

What an amazing young man.

At the tender age of twenty, he already possesses the cultivation of a half-step Grandmaster, surpassing even I in my prime.

Even his senior sister, the Heavenly Child Granny, was not as good as him back then.

Such a talented person would be sought after by all the major martial arts schools if he were to become an apprentice.

Now that he has come to me of his own accord, I should, in principle, accept him as a student.

He has unlimited potential, is handsome, and is good at everything. His only flaw, and the most important one, is his character.

His character... doesn't seem very good!

He flips the table at the drop of a hat, speaks arrogantly and boastfully. If we take him as a disciple, will he become another Ding Chunqiu?

"Senior, I know what you're thinking."

Lin Bufan saw right through him: "You're afraid I'll become like Ding Chunqiu? Don't worry, I, Lin, will not do anything to betray the Xiaoyao Sect. Moreover, I promise I will avenge you and kill Ding Chunqiu."

Wu Yazi exclaimed excitedly, "Swear it!"

“Swearing is meaningless. I promise you can believe my promise.”

"promise?"

Wu Yazi thought for a moment and decided that those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. He decided to believe him for the time being and not make an oath.

At this moment, he finally accepted Lin Bufan and said, "Good disciple, quickly kneel down and perform the apprenticeship ceremony, and offer tea to your master."

"Offering tea is fine, but calling me 'Master' is not acceptable, and kneeling is also not acceptable."

Lin Bufan is arrogant and often makes surprising remarks.

Wu Yazi was stunned, and Su Xinghe was stunned.

Even Guo Fu, Wanyan Ping, and Lu Wushuang were all dumbfounded and stunned.

So you don't want to suffer any loss at all, but you want to take all the benefits.

To think that one can gain the inheritance of the Free and Unfettered Sect by simply offering a cup of tea without formally becoming an apprentice or kneeling is utterly unreasonable.

Aren't you being a bit...too barbaric, resorting to force and robbery?

"Young Master Lin, you..."

Su Xinghe habitually drinks heavily.

"Young Master Lin, you..."

Wu Yazi couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Brother Lin, you..."

Guo Fu also exclaimed, then clapped her hands and said, "Well done, unlike my father, who only knows how to kneel down to people and worship so many masters."

Wanyan Ping and Lu Wushuang looked at Guo Fu with strange eyes, thinking to themselves: You are truly a filial daughter.

"Fine, fine, I won't kneel then, I won't call you master then."

In order to seek revenge, Wu Yazi chose to compromise, muttering, "Offering tea, surely offering tea is acceptable."

Lin Bufan revealed a nonchalant smile: "Of course, I love serving tea."

Su Xinghe quickly prepared the tea and brought it over.

Lin Bufan accepted the tea, bowed slightly, and offered a cup of tea to Wuyazi.

Wu Yazi took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, then gave Lin Bufan a red envelope as per custom.

Young people have no manners, but he, as the head of a sect, must follow the rules.

After a simple ceremony, the ceremony was complete.

According to the rules, Lin Bufan has become the new generation successor of the Xiaoyao Sect and will soon become the sect leader.

"Come with me."

Wu Yazi turned his wheelchair and returned to the artificial hill.

Lin Bufan quickly followed, full of anticipation.

With seventy years of internal energy, I have mastered the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, the Lesser Formless Skill, the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan, and the Lingbo Steps. Here I come.

Inside the artificial hill, after the two entered, the stone chamber door closed automatically, and the oil lamp inside lit up, making the room bright.

"Now it's just the two of us. I'm going to pass on all my life's skills to you. But before you learn the Northern Darkness Divine Art, I need to disperse all your internal energy. Only in this way can I ensure that your internal energy is pure."

Having said that, Wu Yazi was about to unleash Lin Bufan's extraordinary skill.

Lin Bufan quickly stopped him. It would be such a pity if his internal energy, which he had accumulated for more than sixty years, were dissipated in one day.

"Senior, there's no need to disperse my power, just pass it on."

"No, that won't work. If you do that, your internal energy will be impure, causing your blood and qi to flow in reverse and your true qi to run wild. You'll easily go crazy and die."

Wu Yazi reminded him, "You come from the Ming Dynasty, so you should have heard of the Star Absorbing Technique. The Star Absorbing Technique is a weakened version of the Northern Darkness Divine Art. It absorbs internal energy indiscriminately, causing the internal energy to not be integrated and to run rampant in the body. Over time, people will go crazy or suffer from qi deviation."

Lin Bufan insisted, "I have my own way of dealing with the problem of internal energy fusion. Senior, just pass it on."

"Since you are unwilling to give up your skills, well, that's fine, let fate decide. Please accept this."

Wu Yazi placed his hands on Lin Bufan's back and began to impart his skills.

Half an hour later.

Finally, the seventy years of internal energy were passed on.

He saw that Lin Bufan's eyes were closed and his forehead was covered in sweat, as if he was working very hard.

A sense of foreboding washed over him. Sure enough, their internal energies clashed, and Young Hero Lin had lost more than he gained by trying to save a small thing; his life was in danger.

"Is he dead?"

Wu Yazi hurriedly checked Lin Bufan's breath, only to see Lin Bufan suddenly open his eyes, turn his head, and smile slightly at him.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

"Uh, let me see if you're dead or not?"

"Judging from your expression, have I disappointed you?"

Lin Bufan was joking.

Wu Yazi took it seriously and quickly spat, "You dare not say that. I consider you my successor. I can die, but you must not die."

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