The Sect Leader's Bizarre Recruitment Chapter 110: Monster Stream? Another Disciple - Three Leaves! Disciple Struck by Thunder! (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 110: Monster Stream? Another Disciple - Three Leaves! Disciple Struck by Thunder! (Part 2)

Chapter 110: Monster Stream? Another Disciple - Three Leaves! Disciple Struck by Thunder! (Part 2)

The Xiao family, disregarding 'Immortal Virtue', had their elders surround and attack the younger ones. As a result, not only did the newly-advanced sixth-stage genius, Xiao Jie, perish, but also over ten elders lost their lives and vanished from the Dao.

The losses were devastating!

The news spread throughout the Tianyuan Immortal Dynasty and rapidly expanded in all directions.

Within the dynasty, many cultivators, intimidated by the Xiao family's might, dared not speak ill or say much. However, those who held grudges against the family or possessed greater strength showed no restraint.

In an instant, the Xiao family became a laughingstock.

Members of the Xiao family couldn't hold their heads up high.

It was said that even the sovereign of the Tianyuan Immortal Dynasty, the Dragon Origin Emperor, was aware of the incident and scolded Xiao Wanli for his lack of maturity in handling the matter.

Outside the dynasty, few people cared about the Xiao family's influence.

Countless individuals freely discussed the matter, boasting and exaggerating.

Some even took advantage of the situation, and through coincidences, ordinary people learned of the incident. During their leisure time, they would boast and spread the news, leaving many in awe. The story spread far and wide.

If asked who the Xiao family was or who Xiao Ling'er was, they couldn't provide an answer.

But they knew they were all 'Immortals', and very powerful ones at that.

The opportunity to discuss Immortals was a rare privilege.

This incident brought great honor to the Xiao family among mortals, even overshadowing the popularity of the 'Vicious Tyrant'.

However, they were unaware of a harmless little girl in the crowd who, upon hearing the news, revealed a radiant smile.

...

Three days passed without a sound.

Lu Ming opened his eyes, his gaze somewhat peculiar.

"This..."

"I do have inspiration, and it's quite intense, but why do I currently have only this one type of inspiration?"

"Moreover, this can't be considered a 'basic law' at all, right?"

"This sword technique seems incredibly powerful."

He muttered to himself, a puzzled expression on his face.

"Could it be because of the Divine Parasite Emperor Wenhuang's influence?"

At this moment, he had the outlines of two sword techniques in his mind.

Sword Nine: Cycle and Sword Ten: Heavenly Burial.

Eight moves, repeated in a cycle, leading to self-annihilation as a heavenly burial! These two techniques were not weak; they were at least a notch above the Thousand Flame Piercing Void Sword, or even more than twice as powerful.

Although he hadn't started 'creating' them yet, the theory and outlines were already very clear.

This couldn't even be called 'creation' because these techniques were based on the Divine Parasite Emperor Wenhuang's sword techniques!

"Could it be..."

"Is it because of the Eight Trigrams Bloodslaying Sword Technique?"

"Although there are many differences, the coincidence lies in the fact that the names of the first eight moves of the Eight Trigrams Bloodslaying Sword Technique are identical to the first eight moves of the Ethereal Sword Technique!"

"Could it be that I'm thinking about the Ethereal Sword Technique because of this similarity?"

"..."

"But it's not a loss."

"I didn't comprehend a useful 'sword technique basic law', but these Sword Nine and Sword Ten are sufficient, and they're very practical."

"As long as I have the time, I can comprehend Sword Eleven: Nirvana, Sword Twelve: Wheelchair, and even Sword Thirteen: All as Sword. Perhaps then, no one in the Immortal Martial Continent will be able to surpass me in the Sword Dao."

After all, even Ethereal was a dominant force in his era.

Among his peers, Sword Eight had already claimed the title of the best.

Cough.

Of course, he couldn't boast any further.

If he continued, he might end up in a wheelchair.

"It's up to you, Sword Nine and Sword Ten."

"But using them against anyone is a bit overkill."

Lu Ming had originally intended to create a few basic sword technique laws, but he kept comprehending powerful moves.

A serious punch is a powerful move.

These Sword Nine and Sword Ten were also powerful moves.

Overkill!

He closed his eyes again and began the true creation process.

Before, it was just theory.

Now, he had to bring them to life!

During this process, Lu Ming unconsciously poured his entire Sword Dao into the creation, and his hands naturally formed sword fingers.

In his excitement, he uncontrollably waved his sword fingers.

In an instant, sword auras swirled within the cave.

Initially, they were quite wild, but gradually, they became more obedient.

Eventually, they responded to his commands as if they were extensions of his arms.

Sword auras danced.

The little grass in the pot was initially terrified and trembled.

Oh, it couldn't even tremble.

But in its heart, it felt like it was shaking uncontrollably.

"Ah, this is terrifying!"

"These sword auras are even scarier than heavenly thunder!"

"Wait, why do I know this is called sword aura?!"

It was baffled.

As the sword auras became more obedient, it suddenly realized that it...

wasn't as scared anymore.

Moreover, it had a strange sense of familiarity.

"It's as if... as if..."

"I can do this too?"

"No, it's as if I already know how."

"But, but I clearly don't know how?"

"Why, why do I have this inexplicable sense of familiarity? Why do I inexplicably feel like I can do this?"

"I... I know sword techniques?"

"No, why do I know about sword aura and sword skills?"

"This..."

Little Grass was dumbfounded.

Although for a small plant like itself, its spirit sentience was already extremely 'abnormal', it was still just a plant. This moment of thought almost fried its 'CPU'.

But gradually, it calmed down.

No longer shocked or flustered by this revelation.

Instead, it was mesmerized by the sword aura that Lu Ming controlled with his arms, feeling the essence of the Sword Dao, and for a moment, it almost lost itself.

Completely captivated.

As if countless thoughts were floating in its mind.

Just as it was about to explore them carefully, they instantly vanished.

Like a dream, like an illusion.

It couldn't distinguish between reality and fantasy, and didn't know why this was happening.

But it was certain.

It... liked the Sword Dao!

Gradually, it began to follow Lu Ming's movements, learning the sword techniques he created, and trying to imitate them.

Even though it couldn't move.

Even if it could only imitate in its mind...

It didn't know how much time had passed.

Suddenly!

A sword hum sounded.

Lu Ming was startled and opened his eyes in confusion.

"..."

He was still in the 'simulation creation' stage and hadn't made a move yet.

Where did the sword hum come from? And why did it sound so close to his ear? He swept his divine sense.

To his surprise, he found a tiny hole at the top of the cave, and within it, a faint sword aura was slowly dissipating.

That sword aura had similarities to the ninth sword technique he had created, but it wasn't exactly the same.

About... fifty percent similar?

It wasn't created by him!

Who could have done this?

Lu Ming's gaze slowly fixed on Little Grass, only to find that its body was soft and limp, and not only had its vibrant green color dimmed, but it also had some withered yellow parts!

"..."

Lack of sunlight?

This thought was instantly rejected by Lu Ming.

"No, I've injected spiritual liquid into it, it won't wither so quickly from a few days without sunlight. Moreover, this cave only has me and one other living being."

Lu Ming stared at Little Grass, his eyes narrowing slightly. "So, that sword just now, was it you? Hmm... your leaf?"

"The reason for this is because I used too much force?"

That sword move seemed weak, but in reality... it wasn't really that weak.

But Lu Ming was certain that a Second Stage Cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand it! If one couldn't dodge it in advance, relying solely on their own strength would inevitably lead to being unable to resist, and they would be struck down by that sword!

A mere weed, having just gained spirit sentience, with almost no cultivation base, could wield such a powerful sword move. This Little Grass was indeed extraordinary! Could it really be the 'Nine-Leaf Sword Grass' template? If so, then it must be properly nurtured.

Even in the late or very late stages, it might not be considered T0 or T1 level, but at the very least, it would be a T2!

That's a T2 in the very late stage!

It couldn't be considered weak by any means.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he smiled.

"You're not afraid of death, are you?"

"I have cultivation, and I'm creating this technique, but you, without any cultivation, dare to steal it."

"And you even have some talent, managing to learn something from it."

"If that's the case, then it's fine."

"But you're stubborn, insisting on wielding that sword."

"That sword exhausted your essence, spirit, and energy, almost causing you to collapse and die!"

"If I hadn't been here, even if you didn't die, you would have sunk into a state from which recovery would be difficult."

Little Grass's exhausted will was filled with indignation.

"You don't understand anything!"

"To seek the Dao in the morning, and die in the evening!"

"I've found my lifelong pursuit, and that is the Sword Dao."

"Moreover, I have a connection with the Sword Dao!"

"There must be a connection within that I don't understand, and I must learn the Sword Dao to unravel the doubts in my heart."

"Even if I die here, dying under the sword technique I created, I... would be satisfied!"

It was incredibly stubborn and unyielding.

And it didn't have a hint of regret.

This was the stubbornness of a sword cultivator, and it was also its acknowledgment of its own talent.

Without any cultivation, it was able to create such a powerful sword move after stealing half of the technique. Even if it died, it would have no regrets!

"You, someone who isn't a sword cultivator, don't understand anything!"

Just as it was about to continue its rant with its exhausted body, it saw that a drop of spiritual liquid had already appeared between Lu Ming's fingers.

And its entire being was bursting with an unbearable craving.

But...

Lin Fan didn't let the spiritual liquid drop.

Instead, he smiled and said, "Do you want it?"

"!!!"

Little Grass was shocked.

"You're bullying me, aren't you?!"

"I'm talking, and you don't understand!"

"I want it, I really want it."

"Give it to me, please, give it to me, wuwuwu..."

It was certain that with just that drop of spiritual liquid, it could recover to its peak, and even improve further! Its stubbornness instantly vanished.

As long as it could live well, why would it want to die? That would be crazy!

"If you want it, I can give it to you."

It was anxious, but Lu Ming was nonchalant, without a hint of urgency. "But we're not close, I've helped you by taking you out of that dead end, and I've given you spiritual liquid. In your eyes, I've done you a favor."

"You don't show gratitude, but instead, you steal my Sword Dao technique, and put yourself in this pitiful state."

"Now, do you still want me to give you spiritual liquid?"

"For me, creating spiritual liquid is easy."

"But..."

Ah, this?

Little Grass was stunned, and then felt incredibly ashamed.

Yes!

In the end, this 'big shot' had only stepped on it, but then he gave it benefits and took it out of that 'dead end'. Logically, it owed him a favor.

But not only did it not repay the favor, it also stole his Sword Dao technique.

Now, it even wanted his spiritual liquid.

This...

It couldn't argue with that.

But, if it didn't get this spiritual liquid, it would most likely never recover to its peak, oh no, oh no, what should it do?

It was stunned.

As for Lu Ming being a big shot, he had already believed it without a doubt.

To be able to create such an astonishing Sword Dao, how could he not be a big shot?!

For a moment, he felt extremely anxious, not knowing what to do.

Lu Ming, however, flicked his fingers, and the Spirit Dew flew away.

Little Grass immediately cried out in despair.

"No, no, give it to me, give it to me!"

Although ashamed and self-reproaching, he still wanted it.

This was instinct, and he couldn't resist.

Fortunately, at this moment, Lu Ming seemed to hear Little Grass's call, and with a wave of his hand, the Spirit Dew flew back to his fingertips: "However, you and I can be considered acquaintances."

"As the saying goes, fate brings people together from a thousand miles away."

"And another saying, a hundred years of cultivation to cross the same boat, a thousand years of cultivation to sleep together."

"You and I, neither sharing a bed nor a pillow, but meeting is fate."

"I'll give it some thought."

"There is a way."

Little Grass was overjoyed.

"What's the method?"

"You tell me."

"Come on, tell me quickly!!!"

Even though Little Grass knew that Lu Ming couldn't understand, and couldn't even hear its 'inner voice', it still 'shouted' and 'roared' in excitement.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Are you mute?"

"..."

"Never mind, never mind."

Lu Ming paused for a moment, and just as Little Grass was getting extremely anxious, he slowly said, "Consider it as me taking a small loss, after all, the old man said that taking a loss is a blessing."

"As for you, if you're willing, then accept me as your master."

"As the saying goes, a day as a disciple, a lifetime as a father. If you accept me as your master, I'll be like a father to you."

"Since we're like parents, giving some benefits is only natural."

"As my disciple, your act of stealing techniques will naturally come to an end."

"A disciple follows the master, it's only right."

"And in the future, I can even teach you more profound Sword Dao."

"What do you think?"

"If you agree, then move the third leaf again."

"..."

Little Grass pondered for a moment, its instincts hesitating slightly.

It was well aware that Lu Ming's proposal was extremely beneficial to itself, but for some reason, it just didn't want to accept him as its master.

It was as if its instincts were telling it that the title of 'Master' was extremely important, and it couldn't casually accept a master, or even... couldn't accept a master? Besides, I can't move anyway!!

But just at this moment, Lu Ming spoke again: "Ah, I almost forgot."

"You're still too weak, and it's too difficult to move right now."

"How about this."

Lu Ming thought for a moment: "I'll give you this Spirit Dew."

"After absorbing it, you should be able to recover."

"After that, if you agree to accept me as your master and resolve the past cause and effect, just casually slash out a sword aura, and I'll know that you agree."

"If you refuse, you don't need to make any movements."

Upon hearing this, Little Grass became excited.

Whether willing or not, he was going to give me the Spirit Dew?

That's so nice!

Come on, I'm ready!

However, Lu Ming smiled slightly, and his next words left it stunned.

"If you don't move, I'll take it as your refusal."

"After refusing, what you owe me, I'm afraid, can't be repaid. Since it's like this, I'll refine you into a Sword Pellet, and when I'm free, I'll give it to a junior as a little toy, which should be pretty good."

Little Grass: "???"

Wow!

I thought you were a good person, but now you want to kill me if I don't submit to you?!

What?!

Little Grass was shocked.

Did I have any other choice?!

But...

It seemed not so bad.

Indeed, it owed him.

But to accept him as a master like this, it felt somewhat uneasy, not knowing why.

However...

Sigh.

Never mind, never mind.

Now, did it have any other choice? Even if it was determined to stand firm, for the pursuit of Sword Dao, it had to stay alive.

Moreover, it had to live well, very well!

And so, at this moment, Lu Ming dripped the Spirit Dew.

Little Grass eagerly absorbed it.

Before long, it recovered and even made further progress, as the third leaf grew a bit longer, its entire body crisp like jade.

"Good."

Lu Ming laughed heartily: "Choose."

Little Grass: "..."

Choking! It slashed out with a sword, but it was extremely weak and didn't harm itself.

Whether it agreed or not, it was just a matter of choice.

Why make itself so pitiful?

"Not bad."

"Accept me as your master, and you won't regret it!"

"About this, you'll understand in the future."

Lu Ming's heart rejoiced.

However, he also secretly grumbled to himself.

Was he being too harsh, seeking repayment for a favor? Or was he luring a little friend? But...

As long as it accepts him as its master, this move won't be a loss!

"Come, come, I'll help you accept me as your master."

Lu Ming immediately performed a small technique, assisting Little Grass in the three bows and nine kowtows.

Who would've thought that just as the ceremony was completed, a sudden thunderbolt struck from the sky!

Boom!!!

The mountain peak exploded, and Lu Ming was startled, immediately using all his strength to defend against it, but he was still electrocuted, nearly getting injured.

"What?"

He was stunned.

What the hell?! He was hiding in a cave, and had even set up a formation array, yet he was struck by thunder?!

Could it be...

Related to accepting Little Grass as his disciple?!

What was its origin?!

Without time to think further, Lin Fan quickly carried Little Grass and teleported, running for several thousand miles before finding another cave to hide in, and said, "There was an unexpected event just now, disciple... 'Dao Name' Lu Ming."

"As for you, now that you've become my disciple, you should have a name as well."

"Seeing that you have three leaves, how about the name 'Three Leaves'?"

"Or perhaps..."

"Sword Grass?"

Little Grass listened, pondered for a moment, and felt that 'Three Leaves' sounded better.

"And 'Three Leaves', 'Three Leaves'?"

And so, when Lu Ming mentioned 'Three Leaves' again, it casually slashed out a sword.

"Oh?"

"You like 'Three Leaves'?"

"Good, then your name shall be 'Three Leaves'."

From this day forward, Little Grass, shall be known as 'Three Leaves'!

(End of Chapter)

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