Chapter 702: Stealing His Teacher! (2/2)

“Alright, since it’s that way, don’t worry about your secret. I am not stupid; if you agree to make peace with me, I won’t reveal your secret. We’re in the same boat now,” said Lin Feng, smiling confidently.

Supreme God Zi Dian agreed with Lin Feng. Everything the younger man said wasn’t groundless.

“Alright, then, I won’t kill you,” nodded Supreme God Zi Dian.

Lin Feng smiled, but remained vigilant. Then, he said, “Master, did you recruit Fu Su Rong because of that?”

“Yes indeed. Because I was worried about all this, otherwise, I would never have recruited him,” said Supreme God Zi Dian nodding.

“Since it’s that way, I could be your disciple, what do you think?” asked Lin Feng, smiling broadly.

Supreme God Zi Dian’s expression changed. He didn’t understand. What was this young man thinking?

Lin Feng had changed his mind regarding many things in life. In the past, he had refused to become many people’s disciple because of Emperor Yu. He had even refused to become Godly Emperor Blood’s disciple, which he now regretted because he really cared about Godly Emperor Blood.

Now, Lin Feng had changed his mind and thought that as long as he had Emperor Yu in his heart, it was all that mattered. Having new teachers and progressing in life didn’t make him a traitor. He understood that he had to see things from a different perspective; if his enemies accepted new teachers and constantly progressed, why couldn’t he?

Lin Feng needed a teacher in this world. He didn’t need a teacher like Emperor Yu, as their relationship had already exceeded that of a teacher and his disciple; he needed someone who could help him become stronger. As long as having a teacher didn’t tarnish his dignity, then everything about having a teacher was beneficial.

“Master, don’t you think I’m much stronger than Fu Su Rong?” Lin Feng asked Supreme God Zi Dian, who still seemed astonished.

Zi Dian slowly nodded. He thought even more highly of Lin Feng. Indeed, Lin Feng was much, much stronger than Fu Su Rong. Transmitting his knowledge to Lin Feng would allow him to feel at peace with himself in the world. Someday, he’d be able to die content.

Supreme God Zi Dian started daydreaming. Lin Feng was brave and strong; if they travelled the world together, what would happen? Wouldn’t Lin Feng be able to become one of the most famous and strongest cultivators of the Country of Eternity? It would be such an honor for Supreme God Zi Dian!

He now started thinking about what could have happened in the future with a disciple like Fu Su Rong. Maybe Fu Su Rong would have betrayed him. After he had seen Lin Feng and Fu Su Rong fight, he knew that Fu Su Rong would never become a fighting machine like Lin Feng.

Lin Feng could crush Fu Su Rong too easily!

Who wanted a disciple like Fu Su Rong?

But Supreme God Zi Dian couldn’t show how he felt. He just nodded indifferently and said, “Alright. From now on, you’re my disciple. I will also transmit the Purpura Tao Skill to you; what do you think?”

“Thank you for recruiting me as a disciple, Master,” said Lin Feng, pretending to be overjoyed. Then he bowed deeply, hand over fist.

Supreme God Zi Dian was extremely happy, so he didn’t get angry that Lin Feng didn’t kneel down.

Fu Su Rong was still there. He could hear everything Lin Feng and Supreme God Zi Dian were saying. Lin Feng… had stolen his teacher! Fu Su Rong felt so bad that he coughed blood and paled even more.

“You little bastard!” shouted Fu Su Rong, his left hand pointing at Lin Feng angrily. He had nothing anymore. He had lost his wife, he had lost his background, he had lost an arm… He was afraid; he had lost everything, and he was afraid of death. Death seemed better than a miserable life, though…

It was the first time in his life that Fu Su Rong felt like dying. He really wanted to die. He didn’t want Lin Feng to humiliate him again…