High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Day 2.

In the main hall of Zhang Wuji's villa at the Great Xia Academy, Zhang Wuji invited Chen Mo and Li Mengxue to sit on the sofa.

As soon as he entered, Chen Mo sensed that Zhang Wuji had recovered. After exchanging pleasantries, he got straight to the point.

"Mr. Zhang, what happened to you when you were attacked? Could you tell me in detail?"

"Yes, Master, you didn't even tell me you were injured. If Chen Mo hadn't told me, I wouldn't even have known you were back!"

"Master, is your injury healed?"

Li Mengxue looked worried. After becoming Zhang Wuji's disciple, Zhang Wuji also gave her a lot of help.

Although Zhang Wuji was busy for a long time and she didn't see him often, he was an excellent teacher. He not only provided Li Mengxue with cultivation resources, but also taught her many techniques, martial arts skills, and cultivation insights.

He is a responsible mentor.

"Haha, I'm all better now. You don't need to worry."

Seeing his disciple's worried expression, Zhang Wuji smiled slightly, "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to affect your cultivation!"

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji looked shocked and asked Li Mengxue:

"Xiaoxue, you... how did you break through to the Martial Emperor realm?"

He then looked at Chen Mo and asked uncertainly, "Xiao Mo, did you help her?"

Chen Mo nodded: "Mm!"

Li Mengxue, who was standing next to her, nodded in agreement.

This!

The shock on Zhang Wuji's face gradually faded, replaced by annoyance:

"Oh! Xiaoxue, I've held you back. With Xiaomo's help, you wouldn't need to become my disciple at all."

"Xiao Mo, I'm so sorry. I was able to help Meng Xue become my disciple, but I couldn't do anything about it. I'm truly ashamed."

A little over a month ago, Li Mengxue was still a Grandmaster. He thought that with his guidance, he could break through to the Martial King level within two or three years.

Within 10 years, he may reach the threshold of becoming a Martial Saint, which would be considered as cultivating a pillar of the Great Xia Kingdom.

With Li Mengxue's talent, she can definitely achieve it with his training; this is already the fastest possible speed.

But to his surprise, in just over a month, less than two months, Li Mengxue suddenly soared to the Martial Emperor realm, her advancement speed exceeding his expectations.

Moreover, it was accomplished without his help.

He felt extremely ashamed about this.

"Old Zhang, please don't say that. You have been a great help to Mengxue's growth."

"Yes, Master, you not only provided me with cultivation resources, but also taught me how to cultivate, which has been a great help to me!"

Li Mengxue followed closely behind, comforting Zhang Wuji, "Besides, you are my master, and I will never forget your help to me."

Hearing their words, Zhang Wuji felt even more guilty. He hadn't been of much help, yet the two young people were so grateful to him.

At the same time, he was also very happy, because neither Chen Mo nor Li Mengxue were ungrateful people.

He thought about it and made up his mind:

"Xiaoxue, listen to me!"

His serious and firm tone immediately made Chen Mo and Li Mengxue straighten up and listen attentively.

"I am truly unworthy to be your master. I am no longer suitable to be your master and would only become an obstacle to you. Therefore, we are severing our master-disciple relationship."

"I disagree!" Li Mengxue immediately objected. "Master, a teacher for a day is a father for life. I will never forget your teachings."

"Severing our master-disciple relationship? Do you want me to be seen as an ungrateful wretch?"

Chen Mo also advised, "Elder Zhang, you can't be so hasty. Since Mengxue has already accepted you as her master, she has already recognized you as her teacher. How can you sever the master-disciple relationship so easily?"

"If this gets out, it will have a huge impact on you."

Chen Mo and the other man's persuasion made Zhang Wuji even more determined in his decision. He waved his hand at them:

"Listen to me! Xiaoxue, you're definitely not an ingrate. If you were, I wouldn't have taken you as my disciple."

"This is something I've seriously considered. You said you're already a Martial Emperor, and with Xiao Mo's help, you'll definitely become a Martial Saint within a year or two. This isn't my achievement."

"I can't offer you much help, at most I'll give you some resources. I can't be so shameless as to be your mentor."

"If you break through to the Martial Saint realm, everyone will say that I nurtured a Martial Saint and praise me highly, but I know that I didn't put in much effort at all."

"I feel unworthy of it! Besides, Xiao Mo can get his hands on all the resources I give you anytime."

"I don't want to take advantage of that; I can't accept this title!"

"Master, you can't say that. You've been a great help to me."

Li Mengxue wanted to say something, but Zhang Wuji waved his hand to interrupt her, saying, "I know in my heart whether it will be of great help or not. I am not qualified to be your real master at all. It would be better to dissolve this master-disciple relationship."

"If you really feel bad about it, just call me teacher. I am a professor at the Great Xia Academy, and you are a student there. You can just call me teacher."

"That's settled then. You don't need to call me master anymore. I've made my decision, so you don't need to try to persuade me anymore."

Zhang Wuji made the decision unilaterally, and no matter how much Li Mengxue and Chen Mo tried to persuade him, he did not change his mind.

The two had no choice but to accept it.

However, Li Mengxue was stubborn and refused to call Zhang Wuji "teacher," instead calling him "master."

No matter how Zhang Wuji tried to persuade Li Mengxue, he couldn't get her to change how she addressed him. He even asked Chen Mo to put in a good word for him, but Chen Mo didn't help.

Thus, Zhang Wuji's decision had no effect.

Zhang Wuji had no choice but to let the matter drop.

"By the way, Elder Zhang, you still haven't told us what happened during the attack outside the realm?"

Chen Mo still wanted to know some details, so he changed the subject.

"It's alright to tell you about this."

Zhang Wuji paused, thought for a moment, and then continued, "We had only been in the outer realms for a short time, and after getting familiar with the situation, Elder Li took us on a training trip."

"I took on a few small missions and killed some royal-level ferocious beasts. Things went smoothly at first, but on the way back from the fifth mission, we were attacked."

"Our weak strength affected the performance of the other team members. Old Li and others fought with serious injuries to kill the enemy, and I was also seriously injured."

"Those enemies are Abyss Cultists, specifically targeting us human warriors!"

"After returning to the camp, Elder Li reported the incident and discovered several similar cases. Through investigation, several traitors were identified."

"In the end, the God of War intervened, placing the traitor on the front lines to make use of him."

"Those of us who were injured recovered after treatment, but martial artists like me who were not Martial Venerables were sent back to their countries."

"There's nothing we can do. Our strength is too low, and we're holding them back. If it weren't for us Martial Saints dragging them down, the Venerables wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries."

At this point, Zhang Wuji's face was filled with shame.