Chapter 455: Chapter 211: Superior Level·Ghost Catcher_1
It has been three months since he was promoted to the 3rd Order in Red Heart City, returned to the Blue Frog Kingdom, taught at Canghai Pavilion, and went on an expedition to Blue Mountain City...
During this time, Ye Hanjun bestowed the title of the sixth disciple to Bai Qin, and the final Key of the Grey Moon he had held onto, he reserved it for someone destined.
Among the three heroes were Gu Miaoyu and Dong Feng.
The most recent promotions included Jin Xiaohong and Tan Ziping.
All four of them had potential. If any of them were chosen as the seventh disciple, each would be a satisfactory choice.
But Ye Hanjun... the spirit perspective wasn’t set in motion, lacking a true decisive idea.
In Blue Mountain City, the position of ’Ghost Catcher’ piqued his interest more than equal positions of ’Drunkard,’ ’Owner,’ ’Shield Defender,’ ’Calligrapher’...
After spending more than a month knowing Lin Pingfan’s way of dealing with things, Ye Hanjun found no reasons for dislike, and his appreciation deepened.
"Direct Disciple?"
Lin Pingfan’s smile froze, his eyes widening slightly.
Suspecting he had heard wrong, he let his gaze wander, seeking clarity if this was a joke or something serious.
"Granted I’m younger than you, but on the Path of Controlling Spirits, it’s the capable first, age has never been a major issue."
"I admire the role of ’Ghost Catcher’, and I also admire your partnership with Gluttony Ghost, your potential in the future is higher than you can imagine."
Ye Hanjun spoke leisurely and calmly,
"With my guidance, ascending to the 4th Order is right in front of you."
"What you need to give, is merely sincerity. Trust me unconditionally."
"This..." Lin Pingfan was still caught off guard.
Just a moment ago he was battling with military leaders, now, the words of the army commander would shock anyone, dumbfounded.
"Hold on, let me get this straight..."
"Commander Cold, you mean... you want me to bow to you like Renwo Kuang, accompany you as a disciple?"
"Exactly, that’s it." Ye Hanjun nodded.
At this moment, he didn’t look at Lin Pingfan’s face, his pitch-black pupils overlooking the Grass Frog Country Soldier who were fleeing in panic. The sight of the shouting bloody battle, the sound of swords clattering, and the absolute calmness, were like a deep cold pool, sending chills down one’s spine.
Lin Pingfan frowned, deeply in thought.
For an average person, these words would indeed sound deranged, entering the left ear and exiting the right.
But it came from Lord Han, who had such high prestige that any of his accomplishments could be discussed in admiration for a long time.
He wanted to take him as a disciple?
And he calmly stated that helping him ascend to the 4th Order would be as easy as flipping his hand, and would only take two short years?
Absurd, ridiculous, stunned...
The different but linked emotions intertwined, and Lin Pingfan suddenly felt his heart rate increase, his blood flowing faster than usual.
"Commander Cold..."
"Allow me to ponder for a bit, I’ll give you my answer tonight..."
Massaging his temples, Lin Pingfan carefully crafted his response.
Ye Hanjun gently nodded. If he had the desire to take on a disciple, but the other party didn’t have the intention to worship as a student, it simply was not yet the time, no need to force it.
"Roar!!"
"Aroo!!"
The Behemoth Dog, the Wine Spider, the Wood Bird, the Swift Light Bat, the Heavy Armor Shield Elephant, the King of Poisonous Octopus, all were killing vigorously on the battlefield.
Fifteen minutes later, reinforcements from other defensive lines in the Blue Mountain City arrived. Seeing the crisis resolved, their eyes were full of astonishment.
They took advantage of the enemy’s defeat and joined the chasing team.
Today, for each additional head of a soldier taken, for each additional Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits killed, there will be fewer casualties for our soldiers in the upcoming siege, and the chances of winning will gradually increase.
...
"Thank you, Commander Cold!"
"Thank you all for the rescue!"
The time to sound the gong for the end of the battle was close to dusk.
The deputy general of Tong Bo, with a knee on the ground, expressed his gratitude to each person.
Ye Hanjun rushed to say goodbye, and then led the generals back to the foot of the mountain in the south.
"Commander."
"I have inspected the basic structure of the defense line. The defense system is 70% intact, and the reserve of strategic materials has reached 50%, operating at a high level..."
Dongfang Xu came over, presenting the collected and sorted information on the base, recounting them one by one.
After listening, Ye Hanjun, being careful and cautious, repeated the details. Then he handed over to other generals, the construction that needed to be repaired must be repaired overnight, and the soldiers on the verge of their limit should get ample rest... Everything went smoothly and was full of vigor.
"Commander Cold, I’ve thought about it."
"Since you wish to take me as your disciple and safeguard my ascension route, I have no reason not to be enticed!"
At night, Lin Pingfan, who was even more energetic, appeared in the exclusive tent of the main general.
He bowed down and performed the ritual of three prostrations and nine kowtows, formally accepting Lord Han as his master.
After the ceremony, Ye Hanjun concealed the latent anomalies with a dim light charm, then pulled out the last Key of the Grey Moon from his brow, and steadily inserted it into Lin Pingfan’s brow.
"What is this?!"
A gray light flashed across his eyes, Lin Pingfan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
After remaining silent for several dozen seconds, he twisted his stiff neck. The tense muscles were as if they had been lubricated, his whole demeanor transformed from being stupefied to appearing spirited and vibrant.
"Legacy message... special authority·disciple..."
"Hidden agreement... reciprocity... Respecting Teacher’s Ring... Death Challenge..."
