Soon, the five people arrived near the back room, but did not show themselves. It was obvious that some disciples wanted to play around and see if Huang Yu could discover them.

Huang Yu's lips curled up slightly. Oh, how mischievous.

"Alright, all of you, come out now. Don't try to show off your skills in front of us."

The five people then slowly appeared and walked in through the main entrance.

The fat man at the head of the group cupped his hands and laughed, "Haha, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master."

The other three bowed and said, "Greetings, Master!"

Liu stood alone to one side: "Greetings, my lord!"

Huang Yu nodded slightly and looked at his four disciples: Hong Qi, Yan Shuangying, A Xing, and Jimmy. They had indeed grown and changed a lot.

He pointed at Zuo Ruotong: "Alright, everyone come and greet your master."

The four exchanged glances, a hint of curiosity flashing in their eyes, but they obediently cupped their hands in greeting: "Greetings, Master."

Zuo Ruotong waved her hand, signaling the others to stand up.

"Get up, all of you. Don't worry, you won't be allowed to call me 'Grandmaster' for nothing. If your master is ever away and you are ever bullied, come to the Sanyi Sect and find me, Zuo Ruotong."

"I'll stand up for you!"

Zuo Ruotong knew perfectly well that these people couldn't actually be considered Sanyi's disciples. Huang Yu had them call him "Grandmaster" because he wanted Zuo Ruotong to take care of them.

Of course, he was happy to accept it.

He had observed them; all four were promising talents with exceptional potential, and they acted with propriety and had clear eyes, indicating they were not wicked individuals.

Moreover, in terms of seniority, the four of them could indeed be considered Zuo Ruotong's grand-disciples.

Upon hearing the name Zuo Ruotong, the four realized who their nominal master was: the Great Ying Immortal, one of the top experts in the world of supernatural beings.

"Alright, Master, let me introduce it to you."

Huang Yu smiled and pointed to the five people, introducing them one by one.

"This fat man, with a greasy face, is my eldest disciple, Hong Qi. He is a bold and righteous man with a great talent for boxing and palm techniques."

Hong Qi cupped his hands in greeting, then carefully wiped his mouth. Damn it, he was in such a hurry to leave that he forgot to wipe his mouth after eating the roast duck.

Zuo Ruotong nodded: "Hmm, truly powerful, with strong bones and long tendons, a good prospect for martial arts training."

Huang Yu pointed to another tall, handsome man wearing a leather jacket with two guns at his waist: "This guy who's dressed up and acting cool is my second disciple, Yan Shuangying. He's quick-witted, agile, and skilled with guns."

Yan Shuangying forced a smile onto his expressionless face.

Zuo Ruotong glanced at him and said, "His eyes are bright, yet he is calm and reserved. He is reliable."

Huang Yu then looked at a man in a suit and tie: "This man in formal attire is the third disciple, Jimmy. He has average talent in cultivation, but he is good at interpersonal communication and spotting business opportunities. He is a business elite."

"Many of the affairs under my management now, including business management and group expansion, are handled by Jimmy, who has been a great help to me."

Jimmy raised his hand and smiled shyly.

Then, Huang Yu looked at the last one, who was dressed casually and had a smile on his face: "That carefree guy is my fourth disciple, Xing. He has the highest talent in cultivation among my disciples and learns everything very quickly."

Ah Xing greeted him with a smile, "Master, let's have a late-night snack together later."

Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly, looked him over, and indeed he was a graceful figure with a spiritual energy emanating from the top of his head, making him an excellent prospect.

He was even a little tempted; why not just have Huang Yu pass on the Reverse Life Triple Technique to this person?

Chapter 101 The Demonic Monk Jiekong

Suddenly, Zuo Ruotong narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had seen something in A Xing, and asked curiously, "A Yu, do you also know the Buddhist tradition?"

Huang Yu was taken aback. Since his debut, he had never encountered any Buddhists or witnessed any Buddhist methods. Why was Zuo Ruotong asking such a question?

He shook his head: "Master, what's wrong? I haven't learned any Buddhist techniques."

Zuo Ruotong pointed at A Xing: "A Xing has a trace of Buddhist cultivation techniques on him."

“I have had a lot of dealings with Buddhism, and I won’t admit to anything wrong.”

Huang Yu looked at A Xing curiously. Through his talent of "teaching according to aptitude," he knew that A Xing had a strong talent for Buddhism, and he even planned to guide A Xing to try his luck in Buddhism in the future.

However, he certainly didn't teach Ah Xing any Buddhist techniques. Could it be that he figured it out on his own?

He casually asked, "Ah Xing, what happened?"

Ah Xing quickly explained, "Master, Grandmaster, it's a misunderstanding!"

"I was strolling on the street a few days ago when I encountered an unreasonable and wicked monk."

"As soon as that evil monk saw me, he said that I had a deep Buddhist aura and wanted to convert me to Buddhism. He said he could teach me Shaolin's unique skills."

"Of course I disagree! I belong to my master in life and in death!"

Huang Yu shook his head and chuckled: "Alright, I didn't mean to blame you, get to the point."

Ah Xing scratched his head and continued, "Then that evil monk saw that I didn't want to join Buddhism, so he said he was going to beat me up, and I fought with him."

"That demonic monk is indeed powerful. His palm technique is fierce and explosive, and he also knows the Golden Bell Cover technique. I can't even touch him with Bajiquan."

"Finally, seeing that this couldn't go on, I tried to learn his palm techniques."

"Unexpectedly, the more I fought, the better I got. Gradually, I learned his palm techniques and broke through his Golden Bell Shield."

"In the end, he stopped bothering me and said he would come back to see me in a while..."

Zuo Ruotong looked at A Xing with surprise and doubt, and Huang Yu almost spat out his tea.

"No, you mean, while fighting, you learned the opponent's techniques and even used those techniques to break through their Golden Bell Fortification?"

"Ah Xing, don't joke around."

Huang Yu's eyes widened, feeling it was a bit outrageous. If he were to do such a thing, it would be perfectly reasonable.

Through the combination of talents such as [Physiognomy] and [Heavenly Evolution], as well as a large number of skills as a foundation, he can indeed learn a fist and palm technique in a very short time.

That's strange. He taught Ah Xing some techniques before, so why didn't he show such terrifying comprehension? Could it be a limited talent for Buddhism?

Ah Xing waved his hand: "Master, I'm not joking."

"I did see that the evil monk's kung fu and it felt very natural, so I learned it from him."

"I can demonstrate it for you."

As he spoke, Ah Xing struck a pose, and then a huge true handprint materialized in his hand, radiating a powerful aura.

Zuo Ruotong nodded and said, "No mistake, it is indeed the Great Compassion Hand of Shaolin, which can form a huge palm-shaped pressure in front of the body."

"However, there seems to be a slight discrepancy. The Great Compassion Hand focuses on suppressing the opponent as a whole, rather than pursuing lethality, but Ah Xing's technique looks unusually violent."

Ah Xing dispersed his doubts and asked, "Is that how it is? I saw that bald monk fight like that."

Huang Yu asked, "Alright, do you know that evil monk's name? What does he look like?"

"That evil monk said his name was Jie Kong, that he was a disciple of Shaolin, that he looked like a woman, that he was very strange, and that he had a pair of big earlobes."

Huang Yu's brows narrowed, Jie Kong?

Isn't that Xiao Zizai's master?

He carefully recalled Jie Kong's information.

He was originally a Shaolin monk and later became the abbot of Lingyin Temple. He was one of the Ten Elders and the only ordinary person among them without any cultivation. It is said that his martial arts were crippled because of Xiao Zizai.

However, in his memory, Jiekong was a highly accomplished monk. How could he be so wild when he was young?

Zuo Ruotong said with interest, "Jie Kong, I do have some impression of this person. He is a rising star in Shaolin, a prodigy who has mastered many Shaolin skills at a young age."

"But he seems to have some problems with his character. He is extremely bloodthirsty and uses cruel methods when exorcising demons, almost never holding back."

"I never expected that Shaolin would be willing to let him travel the world."

Huang Yu seemed to be deep in thought, and instructed Ah Xing, "This may be your destiny. Spend more time with Jie Kong and ask him for advice on Buddhist methods."

"You have an exceptional talent for Buddhism; don't waste it."

"If given the opportunity, joining Shaolin Temple wouldn't be out of the question."

Ah Xing shook his head and solemnly refused, "No, Master, I will not join any other sect. Your skills are enough for me to learn for a lifetime."

Huang Yu nodded with a smile: "Fate is created by oneself, and appearance is born from the heart. We ourselves are the root of everything. When the time comes, we can make choices that are in accordance with our hearts."

He didn't care much. For him, guiding his disciples onto a path that suited their talents was enough to fulfill his mission as a teacher.

After all, Spark Academy is an academy, a place to cultivate talent, not an organization that imprisons students forever.

Its original purpose was to allow Huang Yu to become a [Leader] and to provide a safe haven for those children.

As for disciples who are willing to follow Huang Yu and strive for a certain goal, that's great. Huang Yu also had someone create another organization, Huateng Group, to settle these disciples.

Huang Yu pondered silently. However, Ah Xing's talent should not be wasted. Even if he did not join the Buddhist sect, he could still collect some Buddhist techniques and pass them on to him in the future.

Methods can be learned anywhere.

Finally, Huang Yu called Liu over and briefly introduced him to Zuo Ruotong: "This is Liu, my subordinate. He has a somewhat special background. Strictly speaking, he is not a living person in terms of vital signs."

"Not a living person?" Zuo Ruotong raised an eyebrow. He had noticed this unusual person long ago; the Yin energy within the body was extremely heavy, yet it was mixed with a trace of Yang energy...

Having roamed the martial world for so many years, I've never seen such a peculiar life.

Huang Yu explained, "Well, theoretically speaking, you can think of him as a composite life form of a yin spirit and a corpse demon."

Zuo Ruotong's expression calmed down, and she didn't ask any more questions. There was no need to delve into many things.

Beside him, the Wei family head, who had been silent until now, suddenly realized: "Family head Liu, I didn't expect you to be one too..."

Liu gave a sinister smile: "Patriarch Wei, you're the one who's hidden well. You've been cooperating with the Jade Society for so many years, yet the Special Operations Department and the Fish-Dragon Society have never been able to find you."

The head of the Wei family said disdainfully, "Those good-for-nothings, I couldn't even be detected by them right under their noses, let's not mention them."

In an instant, he snorted lightly: "However, Patriarch Liu, you'd better thank me properly."

Mr. Liu asked in confusion, "Why should I thank you?"

The head of the Wei family glanced at Liu and said, "If I hadn't stopped Baker, he would have gone to find you long ago."

Liu suddenly realized, and then flew into a rage: "So it was you... I was wondering why. I prepared a trap and was waiting for that Westerner to come to me, but no one showed up."

"So it was you who ruined it!"

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