Night Without End
Chapter 1337 - 567: Seeds Scattering Everywhere (Part 2)
Qin Ming did not keep his thoughts to himself and chatted openly with them, sharing some insights. However, when it came to guiding them along the path and giving out "seeds," there had to be some criteria.
"Apprenticeship?"
Everyone present furrowed their brows; most of them were a few years older than Qin Ming.
The main issue was that Qin Ming didn’t want to get entangled in too many causal connections. If they messed up in the future, how would he handle their dissatisfaction or the displeasure of their families?
He understood clearly that his Chaos Force was more domineering because he had integrated too many scriptures. Before he eliminated all the hidden dangers, it would be difficult for others to handle his seeds and follow his path.
Unless he personally monitored them, taking care of them like a direct disciple, ready to correct their paths at the slightest mistake.
Currently, only Wen Rui had been gifted a Mixed Element Seed by him, and even the registered disciple Su Mohua had not received his teaching.
Someone spoke up, "Brother Qin, can’t you make an exception? Maybe you could take an apprentice on behalf of your master? We are willing to become your junior disciples."
"Bestowing a Mixed Element Seed consumes a lot of mental energy," Qin Ming shook his head.
The main reason was that their friendship hadn’t reached that level. If it were Xiao Wu or Xiang Yiwu wanting to practice, he would say nothing more and directly divide the seeds, personally guiding them.
Moreover, some people he gave the Mixed Element Seeds to might not practice it themselves but take it away to let some old monsters research and analyze his Heavenly Light Force.
Although he was continuously integrating the True Scripture, and his Jin Technique was constantly evolving, it was still wise to avoid any stage-related risks if possible.
Zhou Tian Dao even called his sister over, undoubtedly another famous fairy of the younger generation from Above the Nine Heavens.
Zhou Wanning walked in gracefully, her slender waist swaying like willow branches. Her skin was as white as snow, and her appearance was exceptionally outstanding. She smiled before speaking, appearing very bright and extraordinary.
Unfortunately, Qin Ming was unmoved.
What a joke, even a woman five hundred years older, dominating the Night Fog Sea, couldn’t shake his fundamental mind. How could a girl in her early twenties, merely showing face-value cordiality, hoping he would bestow the precious Mixed Element Seed? It was wishful thinking.
"Tsk, Qin Ming... his standards are way too high, aren’t they? That’s the legitimate daughter of the Zhou family, Zhou Tian Dao’s own sister, and he didn’t even consider her?"
Some people thought the Zhou family intended to win over Qin Ming, possibly with marital alliance thoughts.
Initially, although Zhou Wanning smiled charmingly, she was inwardly reluctant. She was already standing in the Fourth Realm, and interacting with someone in the Third Realm made her somewhat resistant.
However, when Qin Ming first rejected, refusing to grant the Mixed Element Seed, she instead felt a competitive urge inside her. Why? She was unexpectedly dismissed so casually by him.
In the end, only Feng Zhige and Yan Zhuohua were left with Qin Ming.
The two had a strong fixation on practicing Chaos Force back in Earth City. At the time, Qin Ming maintained his current stance, requiring them to become his apprentices.
Initially, Feng Zhige chose the Saint Lineage, and now he had gained some results.
Yan Zhuohua had high ambitions; she first obtained preliminary scriptures from the Saint Lineage and wanted to embark on her path like Qin Ming, but she made no progress.
"I was practicing and suddenly found my way. Perhaps it was related to a deadly ordeal. After dying once, I was reborn," Qin Ming spoke the truth.
But who would believe it?
Even if others had the idea, who dared let themselves die once? The key was, who could control such a situation well?
Yan Zhuohua looked like a fairy walking out from an ink painting, with delicately painted brows and clothes tinged with a misty blue aura—a classic beauty, remarkably elegant.
People saw that even she hit a wall.
Yan Zhuohua slightly furrowed her delicate eyebrows, her jade-like face full of a conflicted expression. She was among the first in the extraordinary great influences from Above the Nine Heavens to contact Qin Ming and Chaos Force.
Moreover, she felt that Qin Ming was an anomaly and sensed that this technique would likely shine through the heavens one day, with divine light piercing the sky.
The person in front of her might become a Supreme Ancestor Master in the future.
"Alright, I’ll go and seriously consider it," she whispered softly.
Feng Zhige was astonished. Was she really considering apprenticeship?
Actually, this was a mutual selection. Even though someone might want to become an apprentice in the end, Qin Ming couldn’t accept everyone. He neither had the energy nor the time to teach them.
"That’s Immortal Yan, one of the most outstanding talents Above the Nine Heavens, and even she got rejected?"
Many people showed surprised expressions, feeling that Qin Ming was indeed a bit aloof, even a bit "unreasonable."
At this time, a woman from the Huang Family, dressed in a goose-yellow skirt, walked up gracefully and appropriately, taking a glass of fine wine from the jade table as she approached her target.
Qin Ming now understood why everyone sought him out. The Battle of the Flying Land had made the Chaos Force famous, and he, who practiced Chaos Force single-handedly, had become a "hot cake."
Thus, he remained vigilant, resonating at all times.
In an instant, he figured out the intent of the Huang Family woman. Who did they look down on? He had once chatted pleasantly with the Immortal Sister, while the Huang Family sent a concubine-born daughter over.
Through resonance, he realized that the three legitimate daughters of the Huang Family were rather dismissive of him, deeming him unworthy of their hosting and quite self-satisfied.
Qin Ming inwardly ridiculed: So what if they’re grandmaster-tier old ladies? Do they really think they’re little fairies?
How few grandmasters had he killed in the past half year?
Therefore, he acted with grace, smiling and nodding, taking the wine from the woman in the yellow dress and brushing past her.
"Did he mistakenly take me for a maid bringing wine?!" The Huang Family woman was astonished, then showed a displeased expression.