Under Chu Fengmian’s single strike, he had already pierced through Zhi Lingtian’s Spirit Vein, and he must recover from his injury before leaving.
The three Hall Masters watched as Zhi Lingtian was about to leave, each of them intending to pursue, but they were all stopped by the Xuanbei Saint by their side.
the Xuanbei Saint said indifferently.
Hearing the Xuanbei Saint speak, the three Hall Masters dared not offer any further objection.
The Xuanbei Saint turned his head, looked at Chu Fengmian, and suddenly spoke.
"Young man, would you like to become my disciple?"
This remark silenced the three Hall Masters, who had also wanted to take Chu Fengmian as a disciple. But now, at the moment the Xuanbei Saint spoke, none of them dared to say anything.
Even if the three Hall Masters were given several doses of courage, they wouldn’t dare compete with the Xuanbei Saint for a disciple.
The Xuanbei Saint was one of the supreme beings of the Wusheng Academy, and in terms of status, he was in no way inferior to the Dean of the Wusheng Academy.
The Xuanbei Saint had always lived alone, never taking any disciples. They hadn’t expected that the Xuanbei Saint had come this time to take Chu Fengmian as a disciple.
"Young man, are you willing?"
The Xuanbei Saint asked with a smile.
Chu Fengmian replied eagerly.
Being able to take a Saint as a master was definitely much better than joining any hall.
Having come to the Wusheng Academy, originally intending to join one of the three great halls, becoming the Xuanbei Saint’s apprentice was of incredible benefit to Chu Fengmian.
With the Xuanbei Saint’s support, Chu Fengmian was not worried that Zhi Lingtian would dare to seek revenge on him.
"Good, take this wooden token; from now on, you are my first direct disciple."
The Xuanbei Saint said with a smile.
"Come, I will take you to the place where you will cultivate in the future."
With a grasp of his hand, the Xuanbei Saint lifted Chu Fengmian up.
Chu Fengmian felt no malice from the Xuanbei Saint and offered no resistance as he was taken by the Xuanbei Saint into a space in a moment.
The figures of the two of them disappeared quickly from the spot.
Leaving behind a crowd of onlookers dumbfounded.
"This Chu Fengmian, he actually became a disciple of the Xuanbei Saint?"
"A Saint! This Chu Fengmian actually became the disciple of a Saint!"
"This kid is truly blessed with enormous luck! Favored by the Xuanbei Saint, who in this Wusheng Academy will dare to trouble Chu Fengmian in the future?"
Countless Martial Artists discussed this, their voices filled with admiration and envy.
Even many elders and Hall Masters were extremely envious.
That was a Saint, a supreme Saint, and these people could not even dream of being taken as a disciple by a Saint, let alone as a servant. To receive even a single pointer from a Saint would be a tremendous advantage.
The news of Chu Fengmian being taken away as a disciple by the Xuanbei Saint spread throughout the entire Wusheng Academy in just one day.
"Damn it! That old man, the Xuanbei Saint, really took a fancy to that kid!"
Crown Prince Zhi Lingtian had just returned to the sacred hall when he heard the news.
Every word he spoke carried the sound of teeth gritting with resentment.
To be injured by Chu Fengmian was an absolute disgrace in his life, and what’s more, Chu Fengmian’s talents had already aroused his jealousy. Otherwise, he would not have risked assassinating Chu Fengmian.
Yet, unexpectedly, it was the Saint of Xuanbei who had stopped it all.
"I must kill this little beast! If I don’t kill him, I, Zhi Lingtian, swear I am no man!"
Zhi Lingtian roared in a frenzy.
Several Martial Artists of the hall hurried in, kneeling on the ground.
"Find a chance and kill this Chu Fengmian kid! No matter how high his talents may be, he is merely a Martial Artist of the physical realm. Killing him should not be difficult, right?"
Zhi Lingtian spoke viciously.
With his conceited nature, he had always been the top talent at the Wusheng Academy. Now, encountering Chu Fengmian—a talent surpassing him—Zhi Lingtian’s heart was filled with jealousy.
He wished he could kill Chu Fengmian right now, tearing him to pieces.
"Crown Prince, given that Chu Fengmian is currently the Saint of Xuanbei’s Disciple, should we be more cautious in dealing with him? If the Saint of Xuanbei gets angry, our hall might struggle to withstand his wrath."
A dark-skinned man spoke up from the side, the young master Di, who was also one of the core members of the hall.
Hearing Zhi Lingtian’s words, he frowned and said,
Chu Fengmian was indeed insignificant by himself, but with the Saint of Xuanbei behind him, it was a completely different matter.
With the protection of the Saint of Xuanbei, even if the entire hall united, they might not have a chance to harm Chu Fengmian.
"Hmph, what of the Saint of Xuanbei? Recently, I, myself, have met with the Dean. The Dean has confirmed that the next head of the Academy will be me. Even if we kill Chu Fengmian, the Saint of Xuanbei would not dare to confront our hall, and he will have to swallow this loss silently!"
Zhi Lingtian’s face revealed a grim smile.
"Can the Saint of Xuanbei always protect this Chu Fengmian kid by his side? Just wait for Chu Fengmian to be alone, and then take the opportunity to kill him!"
"This little beast must die, or he will become a great threat!"
Countless Martial Artists from the hall echoed in unison.
On the other side, the discussions within the Chu and Cheng families were almost exactly alike.
"A holy figure like the Saint of Xuanbei can’t always protect Chu Fengmian! Find an opportunity, and when Chu Fengmian leaves the sect, kill him!"
"Moreover, even if we can’t kill him, he will not have an easy time at the Wusheng Academy. What of the Saint of Xuanbei? Our Cheng family, our Chu family, are not without Saints!"
"Let those young ones from the Qing Alliance find a chance to deal with Chu Fengmian. No matter how talented Chu Fengmian is, he is just a newcomer after all, how strong can he really be?"
"Between conflicts among Disciples, the Saint of Xuanbei cannot possibly manage them all..."
The entire Wusheng Academy was already shaken.
The Saint of Xuanbei, with Chu Fengmian, arrived at the highest peak of the mountain, entering a courtyard there.
Here was the palace of the Saint of Xuanbei. Including Chu Fengmian, there were only three presences altogether.
Here, only a single old servant of the Saint of Xuanbei was responsible for daily cleaning.
"Congratulations, Master, on acquiring a distinguished Disciple."
The old servant looked at the Saint of Xuanbei, his face filled with wrinkles, and smiled.
"You take charge first to teach him the most fundamental rules."
The Saint of Xuanbei glanced at the old servant and spoke, then, with a flash of his figure, he left.
In the vast courtyard, only the old servant and Chu Fengmian were left.
"The master is busy with many affairs, I ask for the young master’s understanding."