"Haha, although I also really want to take this disciple, I know my own limitations. If I really took this little girl as a disciple, it would just be a waste of this fine talent and beautiful jade. So, forget it. Let that Ximen Laotou take a disciple! However, that Old man once promised me that as long as I could help him find a good disciple, he would give me the peerless fine wine he had treasured for decades. Hahaha..."
"Lan Laotou, you're thinking about my peerless fine wine again. That's really not kind..."
An old voice rang out.
This was a white-haired Old Man who looked about sixty years old. His eyes were bright and full of spirit, and he had a smile on his face. It was precisely Ximen Jin, the Dean of Tianwu Academy. When he saw Zhang Hao clearly, Ximen Jin was startled.
Just now, he had only heard Lan Haiping's words and didn't know who he was talking to, but only when he saw Zhang Hao. Only then did he notice there was someone here. But when he saw clearly that it was Zhang Hao, a storm raged in Ximen Jin's heart. He was a Martial Warrior at the initial stage of Martial Grandmaster. Yet he hadn't noticed there was someone next to him. If Zhang Hao were an enemy, wouldn't he be in trouble now?
"Zhang Hao, so it was you, kid?" Ximen Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Ximen Jin carefully sized up Zhang Hao and found that the aura on his body was somewhat unfathomable. Immediately, his heart was filled with shock, and he thought to himself: Could this guy's strength have improved again? Moreover, he vaguely felt a sense of trepidation.
"Right, Lan Laotou, what did you mean just now when you said you were going to touch my peerless fine wine?" Ximen Jin looked at Lan Haiping somewhat warily.
"Hahaha, Ximen Laotou, I've been eyeing your peerless fine wine for a long time. You, Old man, have been hiding it. Today, you must take it out. Didn't you promise that as long as I helped you find a Genius with Nine Spiritual Roots, you would give me your peerless fine wine?" Lan Haiping laughed loudly.
"Where is that Genius with Nine Spiritual Roots?" Ximen Jin immediately became excited upon hearing this.
"Haha, it's far away yet right before your eyes," Lan Haiping said with a slight smile.
"Where is he? Where is he?"
Ximen Jin looked around, searching for the Genius Lan Haiping was talking about. But when he saw Zhang Hao, Ximen Jin suddenly felt depressed. Pointing at Zhang Hao, he said to Lan Haiping, "You're not referring to him, are you? Even if he's a Genius with ten Spiritual Roots, I, this Dean, wouldn't dare to take him as a disciple!"
Lan Haiping was speechless.
"Senior, did you treat this Junior as air? They are talking about this Genius," Ye Zitong said with a giggle.
"You..."
Ximen Jin was slightly taken aback. When he came just now, he really hadn't noticed Ye Zitong.
"It is this Junior," Ye Zitong said, raising her head proudly.
"You have Nine Spiritual Roots?"
Ximen Jin still looked at Ye Zitong with suspicion.
"Why do you doubt this Junior? Of course, this Junior has Nine Spiritual Roots. If you don't believe me, you can try." Ye Zitong felt very hurt by Ximen Jin's very suspicious gaze.
Upon hearing this, Ximen Jin immediately took out a testing stone and tested Ye Zitong. Soon, the result came out, and it was indeed Nine Spiritual Roots.
"Hahaha... It's Nine Spiritual Roots... It's Nine Spiritual Roots! I've waited so many years, and finally, I've waited for it." Ximen Jin was so excited he was almost in tears.
"Hehe! Ximen Laotou, how about it? Shouldn't you contribute your fine wine? Let this old man have a taste." Lan Haiping looked as if he was drooling.
"Hahaha, you found me a good disciple. What's a mere pot of peerless fine wine worth mentioning?"
Ximen Jin took out a pot of wine from his spatial bag and threw it towards Lan Haiping. He said, "Take it!"
Lan Haiping took the pot of wine and was immediately overjoyed. He pulled out the stopper and gulped down a few mouthfuls. Wiping the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, he immediately felt great and said, "Hahaha. Good wine, it is indeed good wine! Compared to this hundred-year Five Spirit Wine, the wine I drank before is not worth mentioning!"
Zhang Hao smelled the wine and shook his head. He scoffed. The wine on the True Martial Continent was too crude compared to Earth. Earth's winemaking techniques were diverse. In the twenty-first century, they had reached a pinnacle. The smell of this wine, at most, was like ordinary baijiu from Earth. Truly countrified!
Watching Lan Haiping waste his peerless fine wine like an ox drinking water, Ximen Jin, although he had already given the wine to Lan Haiping, still felt a bit of heartache. After all, this was wine he had treasured for decades. So, he shook his head and said, "Alas, do you know why I was always unwilling to give you wine before? It's because I knew that when you, this kid, drink, you're just wasting the wine."
Lan Haiping said proudly, "What's the big deal? This wine is mine now. I'm willing to waste it however I want. You, Old man, can't control it!"
Ximen Jin: "..."
Zhang Hao coughed dryly from the side and said, "Two Seniors, you haven't asked the person involved if she is willing to become a disciple! What if the little girl is not willing? You're getting so excited for nothing!"
As soon as Zhang Hao spoke, Lan Haiping and Ximen Jin were also a bit dumbfounded.
That's right, the two of them were having fun, but they hadn't asked if the person was willing!
Especially Ximen Jin, he had just given away the peerless fine wine he had treasured for decades. If this little girl wasn't willing, he would really have lost Madam and lost soldiers.
"Child, are you willing to be my disciple?" Ximen Jin said, looking at Ye Zitong with the most benevolent and kind smile he could muster.
Although that was the case, his eyes looked like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit. He was just as lewd as Lan Haiping had been. There was no master's demeanor at all.
Ye Zitong had never experienced such a thing. At this moment, she couldn't help but cast a look of help towards Zhang Hao on the side. Although Ye Zitong often bickered with Zhang Hao, she undoubtedly felt in her heart that Zhang Hao was the most trustworthy person.
Seeing Ye Zitong's somewhat hesitant expression at this moment, Ximen Jin immediately became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Such a good disciple was rarely encountered in a hundred years. However, looking at Zhang Hao's expression, he immediately knew that he was the key person.
"Kid, help me this once, and I'll give you twenty spots for direct entry into Tianwu Academy," Ximen Jin transmitted his voice.
Zhang Hao's eyes lit up. These spots for Tianwu Academy were useless to him, but they were useful for his family. Although he was already a Martial Venerable, it didn't mean he could cultivate masters. However, seeing Ximen Jin like this, he knew he could still bargain.
"Fifty!"
"Twenty-five, no more," Ximen Jin said quickly.
"Thirty. If it's less, then forget it, find someone else more capable," Zhang Hao smiled like an old fox.
"You're ruthless, it's a deal," Ximen Jin said, looking very depressed.
