Is today really the end of my life, Song Xinian?

Song Xinian felt sad and desperate, so he just lay there and pretended to be dead.

He once learned a Turtle Breathing Technique, but he learned it for fun. Unexpectedly, he would actually use it today.

Although he didn't know whether he could deceive this master in this way, at the moment, he had no choice but to give it a try.

As for Lu Xiaoran, he was stunned by Song Xinian's actions on the spot.

When he couldn't win and couldn't escape, he pretended to be dead!

Damn, this is genius!

A genius that only appears once in a century!

Under such circumstances, being able to think of this move is simply a stroke of genius!

Based on this one move, Lu Xiaoran could conclude that Song Xinian's talent was incredible.

If Li Changsheng is approximately equal to thirty Li Ge, then Song Xinian is at least approximately equal to forty Li Ge.

Not bad, not bad, it’s exactly what Lu Xiaoran wants.

If this disciple is trained, he may become a great help to me in the future.

"Okay, stop acting and get up."

Song Xinian: “???”

My Turtle Breathing Technique is a lower-grade Saint-level martial art. Could it be that the other party has already seen through that I am pretending to be dead?

That shouldn’t be the case, right?

He was probably testing me.

Be patient a little longer. After all, now, if you are exposed, you will be dead if the opponent attacks you again.

By pretending to be dead like this, you might be able to get a chance of survival.

However, just as he thought about this, Lu Xiaoran spoke again:

"Are you really dead? Then I can only use one more trick, scatter your ashes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaoran flicked his finger and shot out a beam of white light.

Feeling the power above, which was enough to kill him, Song Xinian did not dare to continue pretending to be dead no matter how good his mental strength was.

He tried his best, dodged and escaped in an instant.

The light sank into the ground, causing a violent explosion.

boom--!

In the woods, countless birds and beasts ran away in fright. Song Xinian stared at Lu Xiaoran with despair on his face, feeling extremely sad and angry.

"Senior and I have no grudges, why are you forcing me so hard? You are a top master, don't you feel shameless to treat a junior like me like this?"

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

Song Xinian was stunned.

"You won't kill me?"

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you a long time ago. Why would I have to wait until now?"

"Who is the senior?"

"I think you have good aptitude, so I want to take you as my apprentice. Are you willing?"

"Senior, are you trying to bluff me?"

"I'm serious."

Hearing this, accompanied by a "thump", Song Xinian knelt down on the ground without even a moment's hesitation.

"Thank you for your high regard, Senior. I, Song Xinian, am willing to be your disciple."

Lu Xiaoran smiled slightly.

This Song Xinian is not only smart, but also decisive.

Knowing that he was in a desperate situation, and seeing that a powerful master was willing to accept him as his disciple, he did not even hesitate and immediately became his disciple.

Unlike some people, who are about to die but are still thinking about this and that.

At the same time, Wangcai's voice rang in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the master for gaining his disciple Song Xinian, and reward him with a top-grade divine soul - the sword soul. And a top-grade imperial skill, the supreme sword-drawing technique."

Lu Xiaoran raised his hand slightly, and used his spiritual energy to help Song Xinian up.

"Get up, from now on, you are my apprentice."

"Thank you, Master."

Song Xinian stood up. Although he didn't know why Lu Xiaoran wanted to accept him as his apprentice, he was really at the end of his rope now.

Maybe, this senior saw that I have good qualifications and really wanted to take me as his disciple?

At this time, Lu Xiaoran spoke again:

"By the way, who is the guy you offended?"

When Song Xinian heard Lu Xiaoran's question, his expression became a little complicated.

“He was originally just a junior disciple of our sect, with no status to speak of. Because his Taoist partner wanted to pursue me, he got angry and wanted to cause trouble for me, but was beaten up by my men.

As a result, no one knows what happened, but several months later, he came back again and had three hundred Martial Kings, thirty Martial Emperors, ten Martial Lords and two Martial Saints as his subordinates.

Under pressure, the Haotian Sect had no choice but to remove me from the clan and even prepared to hand me over. I had no choice but to flee to the Great Zhou."

"So that's how it is."

Lu Xiaoran nodded, but this still wasn't enough for him to figure out what kind of son of luck the other party was.

The return of the God of War?

That doesn't seem likely. Why would the God of War wait several months to return? It wouldn't take that long to summon his men.

"By the way, shouldn't his men be chasing you? If he's a Martial King, Martial Emperor, or even a higher level opponent, how did you escape?"

"In reply to Master, I was originally the Holy Son of the Haotian Sect and could use the Haotian Sect's life-saving teleportation formation. I used that formation to teleport myself out."

"That doesn't make sense. He only has over 300 men, but there are tens of thousands of people here! The auras of these people are very mixed. They don't seem to be from the same sect. Could it be that his power is so great?"

Song Xinian shook his head.

"No, it's because he issued a hunting order. Anyone who hunts me down will be rewarded with 200 billion top-grade spirit stones if they succeed."

"Hmm? How much?"

Lu Xiaoran's eyes suddenly widened.

Song Xinian's heart trembled, and he took a step back cautiously.

"Two hundred billion, what's wrong?"

"Or is it a top-grade spiritual stone?"

Song Xinian nodded, and then asked timidly:

"Master, I have already accepted you as my master. You won't kill me and exchange me for the reward, right?"

"That's not the case. I'm not interested in money."

Lu Xiaoran is only interested in becoming stronger. He just has a headache. This new disciple is also quite troublesome.

Originally, Lu Xiaoran was still wondering, if it was the returning God of War, why did he have to wait several months before returning with so many masters for revenge.

Now he probably understood that the other party was not a god of war, but a wealthy man!

I guess it's the kind that just lies there and does nothing, and the system gives you billions of top-grade spirit stones at the start of the game.

Of course, this estimate is even more perverted. Lu Xiaoran suspects that the other party's money is in the trillions.

Otherwise, how could so many Martial Saints, Martial Lords, Martial Emperors, and Martial Kings be willing to work for him?

The salary must be high!

Among all the sons of luck that Lu Xiaoran has met so far, he has never felt oppressed, but when it comes to money and power, Lu Xiaoran really has a headache.

Lu Xiaoran is not afraid of any other cheats as long as they do not promote him to the emperor all at once. Even if he is promoted to the emperor, he still has three emperor pills that can maintain the emperor's strength for three minutes.

Whether it’s a one-on-one fight or a one-on-two fight, the worst that can happen is that you just have to fight to the death.

The only thing he has is money, and he doesn't play by the rules.

I guess when his wealth accumulates to a certain level, he will even be able to hire an emperor.

After all, the emperor also needs to continue practicing, and resources like emperor pills and emperor weapons are more expensive!

It's true that as long as the salary is high, even the emperor will call you boss.

At that time, if the other party brings a division of emperors to surround him.

Lu Xiaoran: “.”

Just thinking about it makes people feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Wangcai, can I still end the master-disciple relationship now?"

"The rewards have been distributed. Master, you cannot dissolve the master-disciple relationship. Please teach your beloved disciple well and kill the son of destiny."

Lu Xiaoran rubbed his temples with a headache.

There is no way.

He could only think positively and hope that guy's wealth would not increase as rapidly as if he had opened dozens of money printing machines.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there must be a limit to the speed at which the other party's financial resources increase. Otherwise, his subordinates would probably not be at the level of Martial Saints, but at the level of Martial Emperors. That would be a real headache.

I just don't know how fast the other party's financial resources are increasing.

Well, forget it. I'd better go back and think about it carefully.

At this time, because of the commotion just now, many monks have gathered around.

"Hurry! There's someone there."

"I saw Song Xinian, don't let him escape."

Song Xinian's expression tensed, and the next second, Lu Xiaoran grabbed his shoulders and took him away from the spot in an instant.

Before disappearing, Lu Xiaoran shot down an Emperor Core Pill with a flick of his finger.

I can’t let anyone know that I rescued Song Xinian.

At least for now, Lu Xiaoran doesn't want to engage in close combat with that wealthy and lucky son.

Continue to go back to the mountain gate and develop slowly.

When the Emperor Core Pill emitted a ray of light, the next second, the whole world was plunged into white light.

boom--!

A deafening roar erupted, and the entire Taigu Mountains shook violently.

A mushroom cloud rose up, and countless roars suddenly rose in the Taikoo Mountains.

"Human race! Don't let the evil go too far!"

"How dare you act so recklessly in my Taigu Mountain Range? Do you really think there are no monsters in my Taigu Mountain Range?"

"Investigate, we must find out who is causing trouble in my Taikoo Mountains."

"It's the people of the Great Qin Empire. The human race of the Great Qin Empire broke into my Taigu Mountains! This attack is comparable to the emperor realm. Only the Great Qin Empire has such a master."

"Daqin! If I don't show you a little color in the ancient mountains, you will probably forget how the Daqin people were in awe of our demon race in ancient times!"

Lu Xiaoran swore that this time, he simply wanted to destroy the nearby cultivators to prevent anyone from discovering that he was the one who rescued Song Xinian.

This time, he definitely had no intention of sowing discord.

It was really a misunderstanding on the part of the demons in the Taigu Mountains.

With a flash of light, Lu Xiaoran had already brought Song Xinian back to the Wuming Sect.

The Qing Emperor's Longevity Secret was used to instantly heal his injuries.

Song Xinian's pupils shrank.

"Is this an imperial-level technique?"

As the Holy Son of an imperial sect, he must be much more valuable than the Holy Son of a dynasty. It would be easier for him to distinguish the aura of imperial-level techniques, and he had seen quite a few of them.

Even the technique he practiced was of the lower grade of the imperial rank.

Even the successive leaders of the Tianhao Sect practiced this technique.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaoran's direct attack was an imperial-grade top-grade weapon.

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