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Chapter 232 Where did the young master come from?

Chapter 232 Where did the young master come from?

He wanted to live, he wanted to make up for his regrets, he wanted to live forever.

But of course, no one gives all of this away for free. He has to give up his loyalty and freedom, become someone else's weapon, and obey orders.

Looking at Dugu Jian, who was caught in a dilemma in the distance, Mo Fei was not in a hurry.

Instead, he examined the Duanlang in his hand, whose acupoints he had sealed with his One-Finger Divine Skill.

This kid may look weak now, but he'll later become the villainous big boss in the drama.

Although his fighting style is a bit bizarre, his cunning, skills, and talent are all top-notch in this era, making him a promising young talent.

"Kid, I heard you've always wanted to become stronger and be a big shot. You've seen it yourself, I'm pretty strong, you know. How about becoming my underling from now on?"

Duan Lang, who was now completely stiff and unable to move, had witnessed the entire incident. Could it be that he had broken the power of Dugu Jian's Twenty-Three Swords with a wave of his hand?

He even personally experienced being instantly subdued by Mo Fei.

I just heard it too. Xiong Ba, who was once my idol, is now someone else's underling.

Such an important figure is now saying he wants to take him as a subordinate, how could Duan Lang possibly refuse?

After a slight pause, Duan Lang, confirming he hadn't misheard, immediately spoke with an excited and fervent expression:

"To be favored by my master is a blessing I have earned in my past life. I will do my utmost to repay the kindness of my master in helping me today."

You're all smiles on the outside, but what's inside your head? You're a born rebel; I must be out of my mind to believe your selfless dedication.

However, even though that's what I thought in my heart, I still couldn't let go of the pretense.

"Alright, do a good job. I have some big business to entrust to you in the future. Stay by my side for a while and improve your skills. Right now, your level is really lacking."

As for subduing Duan Lang, perhaps he already knew it wouldn't be difficult.

This kid is the type who'll follow whoever feeds him. With me being so wise and powerful, how could he possibly refuse me?

Meanwhile, Dugu Jian, after Mo Fei subdued Duan Lang, finally made his decision.

"If you can grant me one condition, that I, Dugu Jian, submit to you, it's not impossible."

"Oh, tell me about it. As long as it's not too outrageous, with your talent, you deserve some preferential treatment from me."

Dugu Jian's talent is unparalleled even in the world of Fengyun.

If it weren't for Wuming's extraordinary talent, he could have easily topped the popularity charts.

Mo Fei was also a little curious about what kind of request Dugu Jian would make.

"My life has been smooth sailing, and my only regret is that I was once defeated by an unknown person."

If you can truly bring me back to life, I hope you will allow me to fight Nameless fairly, regardless of life or death, victory or defeat, and you must absolutely not interfere.

Dugu Jian's request was within Mo Fei's expectations.

He was also curious: now that Dugu Jian had mastered the Twenty-Three Swords Technique, if he were to face Wuming again, who would ultimately prevail?

"Actually, I'm also quite interested to see who is better between you and Wuming now. I'll grant your request."

……

In the time that followed, Mo Fei used some of his self-healing factors to reshape Dugu Jian's decaying body.

After handing over a wisp of his core soul imprint for control, Dugu Jian finally entered his reconstructed body with trepidation.

The new physical body, after being revived by Mo Fei using his life energy, already resembled Dugu Jian in his middle age.

At that age, Dugu Jian, wielding his peerless sword, was a force to be reckoned with in the martial world, virtually unmatched.

If it weren't for the sudden emergence of Wuming, perhaps the title of martial arts legend would belong to him, Dugu Jian. Having returned to his physical body, Dugu Jian felt the long-lost, boundless life energy within him, and a smile naturally spread across his face.

He immediately walked quickly to Mo Fei, knelt on one knee, and said:

"Dugu Jian thanks you for saving my life, young master. From now on, I will follow your orders and serve you wholeheartedly."

Looking at Dugu Jian kneeling and surrendering before him, Mo Fei was also overjoyed.

In the world of martial arts, there are very few people who can cultivate their primordial spirit to control a sword. Even if Mo Fei were to search through all the heavens and myriad realms, he would find very few.

If such a talent is properly nurtured, he could become a highly promising Dharma Protector in the future.

……

Now that we've dealt with Dugu Jian, perhaps we should simply change our plans.

Now that Dugu Jian, as the absolute core figure of Wushuang City, has submitted to me.

Perhaps we should simply let him lead the rest of the World Society members, excluding Nie Feng, to conquer Wushuang City, merge it with the World Society, and integrate resources.

After all, I'll still be going to Shenlong Island eventually. Having more power means I can mobilize more resources.

As for himself, he planned to take Nie Feng, Duan Lang, and Kumārajīva to Lingyun Cave to cause trouble for the Fire Qilin.

……

Under Wen Chou Chou's management, a large team heading to Lingyun Cave was quickly organized.

Could it be that Wen Chou Chou had arranged everything perfectly in the time it took to have a meal?

During this time, they may have also met a very interesting person, namely the clay bodhisattva who was brought back by Kumārajīva.

This person possesses the heaven-defying ability to know one's destiny. Although he has suffered a backlash for revealing too many heavenly secrets, he has not lost his ability yet.

On the contrary, because of its long struggle against the heavens, the clay bodhisattva's ability to predict fate has become incredibly profound.

However, when Mud Bodhisattva was brought out by Xiong Ba and saw Mo Fei for the first time, he immediately trembled and his eyes became as bright as stars.

"Where does this young master come from?"

The clay bodhisattva who asked this question trembled slightly, as if a lost and thirsty traveler had finally found his way and a source of water.

Looking at the clay bodhisattva in front of him, whose face was rotting and whose body was covered with pustules, even Mo Fei, who was used to life and death, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

This person may be of great use to others, but it seems to have little value to him.

Having this thought in mind, and not wanting to waste any more time, he deliberately made things difficult for him:

"You came from where you came from? What's wrong? Does the master have any guidance for me?"

Mo Fei's reply caused Mud Bodhisattva to frown slightly.

His fingers trembled slightly, his eyes looked towards the top of Mo Fei's head, and after a moment he spoke again:

"Sir, you must be a visitor from beyond this realm. Since you have come to this world, there must be something here that you seek."

Although I, Mud Bodhisattva, am not very talented, I do possess some skill in locating auspicious burial sites and separating jade and gold. I believe I can certainly be of some help to you, young master.

After listening to the clay bodhisattva's self-promotion, one can't help but think of the matter of Shenlong Island.

Now that I've arrived in this turbulent world so many years too early, I wonder if my butterfly effect will change the plot and cause the dragon to disappear?

Thinking about it this way, this clay Buddha actually does have some use.

(End of this chapter)

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