allonlinenovel Chapter 176 Deep Bond Between Master and Disciple
Chapter 176 Deep Bond Between Master and Disciple
Chapter 176 Deep Bond Between Master and Disciple
"Master, don't worry about us, kill them all!"
Pan Jianbo roared with his last bit of strength, his face pale, showing signs of excessive blood loss.
Knowing he was doomed, he decided to be a hero and not let the only person in the world who was good to him be in trouble because of him!
Most orphans are lonely, and Pan Jianbo was an ordinary orphan. No one adopted him. When he was sixteen, he was bullied and hid in the mountains, where he met a tomb raider and inexplicably became his apprentice.
One day, while exploring a tomb with his master and others, he encountered a zombie. Everyone except him died, but fortunately, the zombie was eliminated. He found half a bamboo slip in the ancient tomb and discovered that it was actually a martial arts manual. He returned to his master's house and began to practice.
Gradually, Pan Jianbo also became a cultivator and continued tomb raiding. Later, the foolish Feng Rong followed Pan Jianbo, and the two teamed up with others to raid tombs.
When they met Zhuo Yang, although it was obvious that Zhuo Yang wanted to use them to help find something, he gave them cultivation techniques and money, treating them like his own people...
"Shut up, and your master will save you!" Zhuo Yang's eyes flashed with cold light.
Pan Jianbo's face lit up with surprise, and he laughed loudly, "Master, with those words from you, my life has been worthwhile. Finally, someone is kind to me... Hahaha!"
"In my next life, let me follow you sooner, Master!"
With a piercing scream, Pan Jianbo rammed into the knife that the black-clad assassin held to his neck.
With a soft hiss, blood flew more than two meters high.
The assassin in black was stunned, never expecting someone to use him to commit suicide.
"Old Pan!"
Feng Rong shouted sharply, then gritted his teeth and slammed his head against the knife in his neck.
A spurt of blood gushed out and splashed onto the head of the man in black in front of him.
"Damn it, are they idiots?" the man in black cursed. Two fools, actually willing to die for someone else?
Blood was gushing out, but both Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong wore relaxed expressions.
"Damn it, do it!"
With a roar, Wei Houzhen swung his sword, making a feint slash in the air. Instantly, a pale green wall formed in front of him, rapidly advancing towards Zhuo Yang.
At this moment, Zhuo Yang's eyes were calm, and he stared indifferently at the two people hanging on the iron chain...
"Fool!"
Two words: unremarkable.
However, the next moment, the pale green energy wall that had been pushed in front of Zhuo Yang suddenly developed a large number of cracks, then shattered and disappeared without a trace.
"What happened?" Tail Needle looked on in disbelief. How was his move broken?
The thought had barely formed when he felt a powerful pressure, his heart trembled violently, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Wow……"
Wei Houzhen clutched his chest and shouted, "You're at the Golden Core stage, and so am I! Why are you making me vomit blood? What kind of sorcery are you using?"
The demon lord's primordial spirit had been released, and its domineering and powerful pressure enveloped the entire warehouse. Zhuo Yang's white pajamas moved without wind as he swept his longsword across the room.
"You will all die, Heaven-Shattering Thunder!"
Dark clouds gathered in the sky in an instant, followed by a barrage of thunderbolts.
The warehouse roof was blasted to pieces by lightning, and more lightning bolts, with immense force, struck the heads of the seven men in black.
"Wow ah ah..."
Tail Needle shouted sharply, raising his hands high, and an ancient shield appeared to help him resist the heavenly lightning.
At this moment, the other men in black took out their protective magic treasures and used all their true energy to defend themselves.
At the Heartbeat stage of cultivation, magic weapons are merely magical artifacts, utterly incapable of blocking Zhuo Yang's ultimate move, which was unleashed with hatred.
In the blink of an eye, the six people were struck by lightning and instantly reduced to ashes, disappearing into nothingness.
The tail needle was at the Golden Core stage, and the magic weapon was at the level of a spiritual artifact. It actually managed to withstand dozens of heavenly lightning bolts before the magic weapon exploded.
He screamed in agony as dozens of bolts of lightning struck him, tearing his body to shreds and setting him ablaze. He collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.
Zhuo Yang took two steps forward, pointing his long sword at his throat.
"Wait!" Tail Needle shouted, then grabbed the dragon-patterned longsword. "You're clearly at the Golden Core stage, so why are you so powerful?"
Before he could finish speaking, a knife tip emerged from the heel of his shoe.
With a soft hiss, the sword severed the finger, and the tip pierced the throat.
With a flick of the longsword, the head of the needle flew five or six meters away and rolled into a corner.
"Because I am not human!" Zhuo Yang stood with his sword in hand and said indifferently.
Tail-back Sting still couldn't understand why Zhuo Yang was so powerful. He was even more puzzled as to why his usual move, the Deadly Wasp Tail, had never had a chance to be used.
Zhuo Yang took two steps to Pan Jianbo's side, waved his hand and pointed quickly, stopping the gushing blood from Pan Jianbo's neck. He then did the same to stop the bleeding for Feng Rong.
"You two idiots!" Zhuo Yang scolded them angrily, then applied a Cold Spring Pill to each of their wounds.
With a flash of sword light, the chains binding the two were severed. Zhuo Yang laid them flat on the ground, then took out two Cold Spring Pills and stuffed them into their mouths.
The Samadhi Demon Flame ignited in his palm. Zhuo Yang pressed down on the necks of the two men and snorted heavily, "Where are your brains? A few mere assassins, do you think your master can't handle them?"
"Cough cough..."
Pan Jianbo coughed up blood that was stuck in his throat and said shamelessly, "Master, I'm being sincere. I'm afraid that you'll agree to their demands in order to save us. Isn't that how it always goes in the movies?"
"Yes, yes!" Feng Rong chuckled along, feeling a comfortable sensation on his neck and a strange heat rising throughout his body, as if true energy was gathering in his dantian.
Isn't this the manifestation of Foundation Establishment described in the cultivation method given by Master?
"Hmph!" Zhuo Yang said coldly, his brows furrowed tightly. "How can I trust you two, who are so foolish, to help me find my primordial spirit?"
Despite saying that, the Samadhi Demon Fire burning in his palm became even more intense, not only healing their injuries but also helping them temper their bodies.
The azure demonic flames gradually enveloped the two of them, and tiny specks of black matter floated up from their bodies before being burned to ashes by the flames.
A few minutes later, the demonic fire dissipated, and the two people looked as if they had been reborn, their faces rosy and fair, not at all like people who were almost thirty years old, but more like teenagers of seventeen or eighteen.
"Master, I think I've successfully established my foundation!" Pan Jianbo exclaimed, his face filled with surprise and joy.
Feng Rong, standing to the side, was even more decisive. He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed several times, saying, "Thank you, Master, for helping us establish our foundation. Feng Rong will never forget your kindness!"
Pan Jianbo quickly followed suit and kowtowed. The blows were so heavy that the cement floor was almost cracked from the force of their heads hitting it.
"Alright, get up!" Zhuo Yang's lips curled into a slight smile, which he quickly suppressed. "Remember this: a man's knees are worth their weight in gold. My disciples do not accept excessive gifts. From now on, you are not allowed to kneel indiscriminately!"
"Yes, Master!"
The two looked at each other, almost shouting with surprise.
Our master has accepted us as his disciples!