Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams
Chapter 117 - 95: Becoming a Disciple, The Eldest Senior Brother Who is a Personal Disciple!_2

Chapter 117: Chapter 95: Becoming a Disciple, The Eldest Senior Brother Who is a Personal Disciple!_2

Chen Feng did not care about this.

He simply changed into a new grey robe and stood inside the small courtyard house with Zhao Tingxiao, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face and had just come to, waiting for the arrival of the Sect Leader.

"This time, you win."

"After I’ve recovered, let’s have another match!"

Zhao Tingxiao’s face showed his unwillingness to concede, and his voice was somewhat unclear, the swelling on his left cheek still not subsided.

Chen Feng’s face was expressionless; he only clenched his fists, pondering whether it was feasible to start a fight here.

After defeating his opponent, he was instantly admired by a crowd of True Disciples, who called him Master Chen, and brought him here.

He had some guesses in his heart, but perhaps due to his powerful will, his mind remained relatively calm.

"Why aren’t you speaking?"

"Is it because you don’t dare..."

Unsatisfied with Chen Feng’s silence, Zhao Tingxiao wanted to say more, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

Tap tap!

The footsteps were steady, and they could clearly hear from outside the small courtyard people calling out.

"Sect Leader!"

"Little Master Uncle!"

Glancing to the side, they saw two figures approaching in step, one after the other.

One of them wore a white-grey robe, tall and thin with phoenix eyes and a cool aura, evidently the widely known Little Master Uncle of the entire Mountain Gate, Li Chenye.

Leading by half a step was an elderly man in a flame-patterned white robe, somewhat overweight.

With white hair and a serene demeanor, rosy-cheeked, hands clasped behind his back, he looked in his fifties.

His expression was almost Buddha-like, jovial as if he were Maitreya Buddha himself, unmistakably the current Sect Leader of the Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style.

"Master!"

Zhao Tingxiao hurriedly called out; he had already pledged to be an apprentice the night before, though the formal ceremony had not yet taken place.

"Ah."

Nodding gently, the Sect Leader smiled and ruffled his head.

It seemed as if some kind of power emanated from his hand, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Feng’s gaze sharpened.

He clearly saw that Zhao Tingxiao’s somewhat swollen left cheek returned to normal within a few seconds.

His heart chilled, and then he saw the Sect Leader turn his gaze to him.

"Chen Feng."

"Twenty-three years old, practiced Martial Arts for just over a month."

"Martial Arts genius, Innate Dominance..."

With a fox-like grin, Sect Leader Li Tong asked warmly, "Never before has my Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style produced such a talent. I wonder, do you wish to acknowledge me, Li Tong, as your master and become my personal disciple?"

Even though they had anticipated this, the True Disciples outside the house could not help but feel envious.

As for Zhao Tingxiao, he opened his mouth but, in the end, did not dare to interrupt.

"What is Innate Dominance?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng did not immediately agree but instead asked a question.

Without taking offense, Li Tong took a seat on the pear wood chair in front and explained, "Some people have special constitutions, like the Jiang Hu brought back by our fourth disciple, who has Innate Divine Strength and is better suited for training in Hard Skills than ordinary people."

"Just like disciples from other schools who have unique talents, making them extremely compatible with certain Cultivation Techniques, advancing at a rapid pace."

"But among these, there is a type of constitution that is extremely powerful, capable of becoming compatible with any Hard Skills training at a swift rate, and at the same time possessing the characteristics of Innate Divine Strength, with immense power."

Pausing in his tone, Sect Leader Li Tong looked at Chen Feng with a grin as if to say you should understand now.

So that’s how it is.

Knowing his own affairs best, Chen Feng guessed that the other party had mistaken his Steel Bone Talent for Innate Dominance.

"How about it, have you considered?"

Sect Leader Li Tong asked again. A figure sat down beside him on the pear wood chair, Little Master Uncle Li Chenye.

Both of them looked at him simultaneously, and the True Disciples, not knowing when, came in and stood to both sides, curiously waiting.

Personal Disciple...

Chen Feng thought of his purpose for the trip.

"Master above, please accept your disciple’s bow."

Chen Feng immediately bowed with a fist, as he had come for this very reason; there was nothing to hesitate about.

After all, acknowledging a powerful master would surely not be a loss; he wanted both the True Skill and the resources!

"Haha, good!"

Sect Leader Li Tong laughed heartily and then waved his hand.

Wu Shuang and the Second True Inheritor stepped forward from among the True Disciples, took the tea passed by the servants of the Mountain Gate, and handed it respectively to Chen Feng and Zhao Tingxiao.

A soft explanation, Chen Feng knew this was the etiquette of apprenticing.

"I’m not a fan of too much pomp and circumstance, a simple formality will do."

Li Tong said with a smile, while Zhao Tingxiao stepped forward first and respectfully said, "Master, please drink the tea."

"Good."

"From now on, you are my second disciple, consult with your senior martial brother for anything."

After taking a sip of tea, Li Tong spoke warmly. Zhao Tingxiao’s expression stiffened.

Senior martial brother?

Wasn’t it said that the Sect Leader had no other disciples...hmm?

While pondering, a shadow loomed, and the burly young man beside him had already approached.

"Master." Chen Feng presented the tea with both hands.

"Mmm, from now on, you are my eldest disciple, I hope you will take good care of your junior brother in the future."

As these words were spoken, Zhao Tingxiao’s eyes widened as if struck by a blow.

Chen Feng nodded slightly in response, then saw the Sect Leader introduce them to several true inheritors nearby, along with the rules of the sect.

The names of the former were not easy to remember; Chen Feng only had a general impression.

As for the sect rules, they were nothing out of the ordinary: unity among the ranks, assistance among fellow disciples, and no harming each other, and so on.

The ceremony did not last long, and ended after just ten minutes or so.

Swoosh!

Li Tong flicked his fingers, and two white jade porcelain bottles fell into the hands of Chen Feng and the other.

"Your realms are different, and the secret medicines prepared for you are also distinct."

"After you go down, properly consume and refine them. Come back here at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning to find me."

After he waved his hand, Chen Feng and the other bowed with fists and took their leave.

Shortly after, they were led away from the Mountain Gate by the servants.

The tap tap tap of footsteps grew farther and farther away, and the smile on Li Tong’s face gradually faded, and then he looked around at all the true inheritors.

"Innate dominance with extraordinary potential, Chen Feng is destined for great accomplishments in the future."

"Some people do not wish it so, to the outside... just claim that Chen Feng has only Innate Divine Strength."

As his voice fell, many true inheritors nodded and departed one after another.

The courtyard house returned to silence, and both Chen Feng and Zhao Tingxiao were granted their own separate courtyards.

Green plants and bonsai, a small courtyard paved with pebbles.

Covering over a hundred square meters, it contained a Quiet Room, soft cushions, wooden stakes, and other objects for Martial Arts Training.

"If the two personal disciples have any other needs, you may order us at any time."

The guide was the Manager of the Mountain Gate, a middle-aged man named Li Shi, who even made small talk with Chen Feng.

His long hair tied with a wooden hairpin, he was a confidant of Sect Leader Li Tong, and many mundane affairs within the sect were under his charge.

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, and Zhao Tingxiao was unusually silent beside him.

Perhaps because he suddenly became a junior brother, he had been quiet the entire way.

Not paying him much heed, Chen Feng parted ways with them and quickly entered his own small courtyard.

"Personal disciple..."

In just half a day’s time, the attitude of the true inheritors and Mountain Gate servants towards him had undergone drastic changes.

It was only now, in solitude, that Chen Feng gradually regained his senses and adapted to the change in status.

"All of this stems from strength."

"Status, position, power, it’s all the same..."

With these thoughts, he no longer dwelled on them and quickly picked up the White Jade Porcelain Bottle given to him by his master, Li Tong.

He removed the wooden lid and spread his palm.

A round Elixir appeared before his eyes.

The size of a fingernail, with a greyish-white hue throughout.

A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and he quickly popped it into his mouth.

Chewing, swallowing.

Half bitter, half sweet.

Soon, waves of warmth rose from his lower abdomen, and a new prompt quickly appeared in front of him.

[Flame Tiger Stance: Tiger Roar (30%...31%....32%...)]

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