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Chapter 735 - 736 Taking a Disciple_1

Chapter 735: Chapter 736 Taking a Disciple_1

Such a talented individual, Changlin naturally wanted to control him in his own hands.

Although Zhang Yang and Chen Mingjiang were both at the Transformation Realm, they were far inferior compared to Zhou Wendong.

"Mr. Li, did you say you have had a grudge with the Zhao Family?" Upon hearing Changlin’s words, a strange expression immediately surfaced on Wendong’s face.

From yesterday’s events, it was impossible that Changlin could have any grudge against the Zhao Family.

If Changlin truly had a grudge with the Zhao Family, why would he bother with Zhao Biting’s affair?

"I understand what you mean," Changlin, understanding the song from its prelude, had nothing to hide about his grudge with the Zhao Family.

Thus, he told Wendong about the incident that day.

In truth, if one were to speak of a feud, it was nothing more than Changlin having wasted Zhao Zhiyong’s cultivation.

This Zhao Zhiyong, even when searched for among elite talents, was rumored to be one of the strong contenders for the next Family Head of the Zhao Family.

Yet unexpectedly, due to meddling in others’ affairs, his Dantian was shattered by Changlin.

For a martial artist, once the Dantian is shattered, it means the end of any possibility to continue practicing martial arts.

Changlin had wasted a strong contender for the next Family Head of the Zhao Family; the grudge was indeed significant.

"It seems like Zhao Zhiyong is Zhao Biting’s older brother!" Suddenly, Wendong had a realization, "That, Mr. Li, could it be that Zhao Biting has taken a liking to you?"

"How would I know that? But for a nearly divine tycoon like me with such charisma, it’s quite normal to catch the attention of Zhao Biting." In fact, Changlin had already sensed something off about Zhao Biting and now that Wendong mentioned it, he immediately understood.

"Mr. Li, you are impressive!" Seeing how Changlin played it cool, Wendong couldn’t help but extend his finger and sincerely praised him.

"Don’t shower me with flattery, it’s useless," Changlin waved his hand and said indifferently, "If you want to keep this matter under wraps, apart from taking me as your master, you have no other choice."

"Taking you as my master isn’t out of the question, but how can I believe what you just said?" Although Changlin mentioned that he had wasted Zhao Zhiyong, Wendong still harbored some doubts.

After all, Wendong hadn’t sensed any resentment towards Changlin from Zhao Biting.

If her brother’s martial arts were wasted, and Zhao Biting bore no grudge, could she be a saint?

Not only did Wendong find it hard to believe, but Changlin himself also harbored a sliver of doubt.

However, he had never thought about developing any relationship with Zhao Biting, so even if he was doubtful, he would not seek out the truth.

"Whether you believe it or not is your problem, but there is something I can tell you. If you take me as your master, I can’t really teach you much about martial arts, but in terms of strength, I can help you improve quite a bit," seeing that Wendong indeed seemed somewhat interested, Changlin chuckled inwardly and with a wave of his hand, five Life Fruits appeared on the table.

"What is this?" Wendong’s eyes narrowed in confusion as he looked towards Changlin.

Changlin pushed the Life Fruit towards Wendong and said calmly, "This fruit is called Life Fruit, eating one can increase your strength by a hundred pounds. It’s a specialty of our sect. With your cultivation at the Middle Threshold Stage, you should be able to consume between twenty to thirty of them."

Since Changlin didn’t know whether Wendong’s constitution was similar to his own, he thus did not make a definitive statement.

It should be known that when he was at the Middle Threshold Stage, he had consumed forty Life Fruits.

Of course, even if Wendong’s constitution could indeed handle that many Life Fruits, Changlin would not actually let Wendong consume so many.

He didn’t know much about Zhou Wendong, for a master always keeps a trick or two up his sleeve. Having met him less than two days ago, Li Changlin certainly wouldn’t share all his secrets with him.

"There’s such a miraculous fruit in the world!" Zhou Wendong exclaimed in surprise, but he wasn’t worried about Li Changlin scheming against him, so he immediately picked up a Life Fruit and started munching on it.

Before long, Zhou Wendong had polished off all five Life Fruits, closed his eyes, and concentrated on feeling the changes in his body.

"Indeed, I feel that my strength has increased a lot." Zhou Wendong soon opened his eyes again, saying delightedly.

"These five Life Fruits can be considered a welcoming gift from me. If you become my disciple, I’ll give you another ten," Li Changlin said with a casual smile, knowing that once Zhou Wendong felt the surge of power, he wouldn’t be able to resist the bait.

"Alright, I’ll be your disciple!" Zhou Wendong’s eyelids twitched, and he quickly made up his mind.

He immediately got up, walked in front of Li Changlin, then knelt down and shouted loudly, "Master above, please accept your disciple Zhou Wendong’s bow."

Having said that, Zhou Wendong followed the traditional Ancient Martial Arts ritual of three prostrations and nine kowtows to Li Changlin.

"Good, good, get up." Having accepted a disciple, Li Changlin was pleased and helped Zhou Wendong to his feet.

After that, Li Changlin exchanged for ten more Life Fruits from the System and handed them to Zhou Wendong to eat.

Zhou Wendong didn’t put on airs and ate them hungrily.

After watching him finish, Li Changlin laughed and said, "Since we’re clear on that, you should go and talk to Officer Chen. I reckon he likely has more business with you."

"Alright." Although unsure about what Li Changlin said, Zhou Wendong certainly didn’t voice any objections.

Thus, he opened the door and went to find Officer Chen.

Watching his figure disappear at the doorway, Li Changlin shook his head but didn’t follow.

Before long, a police officer came to tell Li Changlin that he was free to go.

The farce was finally over.

Li Changlin stood and walked out, seeing from afar Ma Jiahui and the others all standing in the courtyard, ready to get into the car.

"Master." Seeing Li Changlin come out, Zhou Wendong hurried over, "Master, where are you going? Let me give you a lift."

"No need, I’m nearby. You go on with your business," Li Changlin waved his hand, got Zhou Wendong’s phone number, and then left.

Once out of the police station, Li Changlin hailed a taxi by the roadside and headed straight for Sky Horse Records.

In the company, Feng Yongrui had been waiting for quite a while.

Seeing Li Changlin return safely, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"President Feng, everything is set for the recording, right?" Li Changlin of course wouldn’t explain anything to Feng Yongrui - after all, he was actually Feng Yongrui’s boss.

"Everything is ready; we’ve just been waiting for you, Mr. Li." Feng Yongrui rubbed his hands and smiled, then suddenly remembered something, "Mr. Li, that Zhao Biting came at eight in the morning and has been waiting for you in the reception room since."

"Darn." Li Changlin smacked his forehead; what a situation.

Luckily he had gone directly to the sixth floor; otherwise, he would have definitely run into Zhao Biting.