Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Are you willing to become my disciple?

Not only were the selectors taken aback, but so were Deputy Sect Master Yun Yingnan and the Elders present.

Who among those attending the selection didn’t wish to join the Cold Cloud Sect, to find an impressive Master?

The Sect Master of the Cold Cloud Sect was undoubtedly the person they most wanted to become disciples of.

But Su Han… actually refused!

“Why refuse?”

Ling Qinghai had not expected Su Han to refuse. His question was just a casual inquiry as he assumed Su Han would be eager to accept.

“Do you think that I don’t have the strength to teach you?” Ling Qinghai asked again.

This was the first time he had been refused by a prospective disciple.

“It’s not that you lack the strength to teach me, but rather…”

Su Han lifted his head and said calmly, “It’s that on this Dragon Martial Continent, no one is qualified to teach me!”

“Audacious!”

“How bold!”

“What an arrogant junior. Just a mere Dragon Vein Realm, not only does he fail to appreciate the Sect Master’s kindness, but he also dares to utter such conceited words?”

The moment Su Han’s words faded, the Elders immediately looked up, emitting a thick oppressive aura that bore down on him.

If it were anyone else, this pressure would have made them breathless and brought them to their knees shivering long ago.

But Su Han stood up straight, his expression unchanged, calmly looking at these people.

Others may laugh at my madness, I laugh at their inability to see through it!

In his previous life, Su Han was the Sovereign of the Holy Domain, the Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor. Although reborn with his Cultivation Base completely gone, his memories remained intact, along with the Realms, Cultivation Techniques, and secret techniques in his mind. Any of which could make the Dragon Martial Continent tremble—who was there to teach him?

If he wished, even Ling Qinghai might beg to become his disciple!

“Enough.”

After observing Su Han for a moment, Ling Qinghai suddenly smiled, “Since you do not wish to be my disciple, I won’t force you. Let’s begin the third phase of the assessment.”

“Hmph!”

The Elders all humphed coldly, clearly feeling Su Han was being ungrateful.

Meanwhile, Su Han gave Ling Qinghai a glance and thought to himself that this Cold Cloud Sect may be worth helping.

Whether it was Ling Qinghai or Deputy Sect Master Yun Yingnan, Su Han did not show them much respect, yet neither of them showed any signs of anger, which left him with a favorable impression.

Besides, Su Han was planning to establish his own Sect, and having the support of the Cold Cloud Sect would be convenient.

“The third phase: Dragon Trial Force!”

With Ping Yuzi gone, it was naturally Yun Yingnan who took over the role of overseeing this third phase of the assessment.

“Each of you will have only one chance to release your full Dragon Power to strike the stone pillar. The number of your Dragon Veins will naturally be displayed on the screen above. The one with the most Dragon Veins will rank first,” Yun Yingnan declared loudly.

The third phase was the most crucial, but for the selectors, it was of little consequence.

They all knew how many Dragon Veins they had awakened, and at this point, they were just hoping that the others would awaken fewer than themselves, so they would have a chance to enter the Cold Cloud Sect.

“The third phase begins now!”

As Yun Yingnan finished speaking, someone immediately stepped forward.

“Whoosh!”

Without holding back, the individual released all of their Dragon Power and threw a punch at the stone pillar.

“Hum~”

The pillar hummed, and large characters promptly appeared on the screen above.

Five Dragon Veins!

“Next.”

Yun Yingnan shook his head silently; five Dragon Veins were not considered many in the Dragon Martial Continent, quite ordinary in fact.

It took at least seven Dragon Veins to be deemed somewhat accomplished.

Eight Dragon Veins were considered prodigious, nine Dragon Veins were key figures cultivated by the Sects, and ten Dragon Veins…

That would be a peerless genius.

However, the number of Dragon Veins one could awaken also depended on age. While some individuals had great determination and could awaken Dragon Veins even in their seventies or eighties, if someone awakened more than eight Dragon Veins at the age of a teenager, they truly belonged to the genius category.

Like Xiao Yuhui.

Imagine, if you will, that at the age of twenty you open ten Dragon Veins, and at the age of eighty, you also open ten Dragon Veins—the same number, but separated by sixty years.

Those sixty years are enough time for one to cultivate to an extremely high realm.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

With each person striking the stone pillar, it emitted a series of buzzing sounds, and various numbers of Dragon Veins appeared on the screen above.

Five Dragon Veins.

Five Dragon Veins.

Five Dragon Veins…

Most participants uncovered five Dragon Veins, which is the most basic requirement for the Cold Cloud Sect’s assessment.

“Six Dragon Veins, not bad.”

Another struck the stone pillar, and this time six Dragon Veins appeared. A smile finally crept onto Yun Yingnan’s face.

Under normal circumstances, he would not have given a second glance at six Dragon Veins, but after several hundred participants had only managed five Dragon Veins, his face had almost stiffened.

Now that someone had opened one more than average, naturally, he felt a glint of happiness.

As time wore on, the third phase of the assessment was finally nearing its end.

Only one person had unlocked eight Dragon Veins, and that was Leng Yihui.

Of course, Hu Zhengyao, Yang Lin, and others had yet to be tested.

In the blink of an eye, only a dozen or so people had yet to be assessed.

“The remaining ten are the essence!”

Yun Yingnan smiled slightly, “Hu Zhengyao, you go first. Your father and I are friends; don’t let me down.”

Hu Zhengyao’s expression was serious as he nodded in agreement.

“Boom!”

He unleashed his power, punching the stone pillar.

The pillar shook violently, and four big characters appeared on the screen above—Nine Dragon Veins!

“Haha, not bad.”

Yun Yingnan laughed heartily, “If you’re willing, you can become my disciple.”

“Greeting Master!”

Elated, Hu Zhengyao’s face lit up with joy.

In fact, his father and Yun Yingnan were merely acquaintances, far from being good friends. Yun Yingnan taking him as a disciple was solely based on recognizing his potential.

After Yun Yingnan, Yang Lin also tested, and he too uncovered nine Dragon Veins.

“This young man, I will take!”

An Elder immediately stepped forward, clearly very satisfied with Yang Lin.

Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief. The status of these Elders in the Cold Cloud Sect was extremely high, second only to the Sect Master and the Deputy Sect Master. To become a disciple of an Elder was indeed a great honor.

“Greeting Teacher…”

Yang Lin was about to pay his respects to his new master.

Being a nine Dragon Vein cultivator, he could have joined a Seventh-Rate, Sixth-Rate, or even a higher-level sect.

But none would offer the treatment he’d get in the Cold Cloud Sect. Moreover, joining the Cold Cloud Sect now would mean that as his cultivation base improved, he would also be sent to a high-level sect by the Cold Cloud Sect.

Better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a vast ocean, a principle that obviously everyone understood.

“Wait!”

Just when Yang Lin was about to become a disciple, Su Han, who had been standing there all along, suddenly spoke up.

“What’s the matter?”

The Elder frowned and looked at Su Han.

The incident with the Sect Master had already cast Su Han in a poor light with the Elders.

Yang Lin also paused, turning his gaze toward Su Han.

“Yang Lin, are you willing to become my, Su Han’s, disciple?”

Among the astonished gazes of all those present, Su Han slowly said these words.