790: Becoming an apprentice

"You may go! Just leave him here!" Huangfu Zhengtian said softly without turning around.

"Yes, Dean." Nie Beichen replied softly and then slowly retreated.

"Little Fellow, do you know how to fish?" Huangfu Zhengtian asked.

"This Junior knows a little," Yang Lingchen said, bowing slightly.

Fishing was one of his hobbies in his previous life, and sometimes on weekends, he would spend the entire day fishing, which often caused his girlfriend, Xiaomei, to threaten to break up with him.

"There is another fishing rod over there; come keep this old man company for a while!" A faint smile appeared on Huangfu Zhengtian's face.

"Yes, Dean." Yang Lingchen replied respectfully, then walked over to Huangfu Zhengtian's side and began to fish as well.

Yang Lingchen could see that the fish in this lake were basically low-level Demon Fish; there were no high cultivation level fish demons.

Clearly, the old man before him was a fishing enthusiast, which was why he kept some low-level Demon Fish here.

Whether it was luck or some other reason, not long after Yang Lingchen sat down, he caught a low-level Demon Fish.

"Little Fellow, you have good luck," Huangfu Zhengtian said with a smile.

"Dean, the meat of this fish is quite good; are you interested in trying some?" Yang Lingchen said with a smile.

"Little Fellow, are you sure what you make is edible?" Huangfu Zhengtian laughed heartily.

"Dean, I may not be as good at fishing as you, but when it comes to grilling fish, I am absolutely a professional," Yang Lingchen said with a smile.

"Then I suppose I am in for a treat. Little Fellow, there are a few more over here; if that's not enough, just take them all!" Huangfu Zhengtian said.

"Then this Junior will show off his skills."

As he spoke, Yang Lingchen took out a barbecue grill and special seasonings, then skillfully scaled the Demon Fish.

Half an hour later, a table of fragrant grilled Demon Fish meat was ready.

"Hmm... not bad, it smells quite good!" Huangfu Zhengtian laughed heartily and set down his fishing rod.

"Little Fellow, do you have any wine?" Huangfu Zhengtian asked.

"Of course I do."

Yang Lingchen took out two jars of his specially brewed Spiritual Qi wine from the haotian jade space, poured a cup for Huangfu Zhengtian, and said, "This is Spiritual Qi wine that this Junior brewed himself; please have a taste."

"You even know how to brew wine!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Huangfu Zhengtian's eyes, and he took a small sip.

"Not bad, it tastes mellow and has quite a kick." A look of appreciation appeared on Huangfu Zhengtian's face as he asked, "Did you really brew this yourself?"

"Of course this Junior brewed it himself," Yang Lingchen said with a smile. "If you like it, this Junior has plenty more."

"Little Fellow, you are quite worldly-wise!" Huangfu Zhengtian laughed heartily.

"Cough, cough...! Dean, you are an elder of the academy; showing you respect is something every Junior should do," Yang Lingchen said earnestly.

"Little Fellow, buttering me up won't work. From today on, you are my closing Disciple. When it's time for me to be strict with you, don't expect me to go easy on you," Huangfu Zhengtian said sternly.

"Yang Lingchen pays respects to Revered Master." Upon hearing this, Yang Lingchen immediately knelt on one knee and performed a salute.

This old man's strength was unfathomable, and he was the Dean of Tianxin Academy. Having such a Revered Master meant he could act with impunity in Tianxin Academy.

"Stinky brat, you're quick-witted. Get up!" Huangfu Zhengtian stroked his beard, a gratified smile appearing on his face.

He hadn't taken a Disciple for tens of millions of years. If Yang Lingchen's talent hadn't truly shocked him, he wouldn't have easily taken him on as a Disciple.

"Revered Master, this Disciple offers you a toast." Yang Lingchen respectfully poured another cup of wine for Huangfu Zhengtian.

"Good!" A satisfied smile appeared on Huangfu Zhengtian's face.

Afterward, the two ate and drank, and the atmosphere was excellent.

While drinking, Yang Lingchen also asked some questions about Cultivation, and Huangfu Zhengtian answered them one by one, sharing some of his unique insights on Cultivation.

To test Yang Lingchen's cultivation level and strength, Huangfu Zhengtian had him practice a few sets of sword techniques and fist techniques.

Time passed unknowingly until evening.

"This child is not bad; he is neither arrogant nor impatient, acts steadily, and understands respecting his Revered Master and the Dao," Huangfu Zhengtian nodded inwardly.

After this half-day of contact, he truly liked Yang Lingchen as a Disciple from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's stop practicing here for today! There is a small courtyard on the other side of the lake; go tidy it up! You will live there from now on!" Huangfu Zhengtian said with a smile.

"Yes, Revered Master." Yang Lingchen bowed respectfully and then walked toward the small courtyard on the other side of the lake.

After spending the day together, Yang Lingchen respected Revered Master Huangfu Zhengtian very much; the other party was not as strict as some Revered Masters and was also very attentive to him.

"How could I have forgotten about the girl Xinyou?"

Watching Yang Lingchen's departing back, Huangfu Zhengtian stroked his beard, then let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, they are both young people; letting them interact is also quite..."

"The environment is not bad!"

Looking at the small courtyard before him, a faint smile appeared on Yang Lingchen's face.

This small courtyard was not only beautiful in scenery but also very quiet; it could be considered the best place for Cultivation.

Most importantly, there was a cold pool behind this small courtyard; he could take a bath there when tired from Cultivation, which was the aspect he was most satisfied with.

In order not to be disturbed while Cultivating, Yang Lingchen set up a barrier around the small courtyard to block aura detection, so it would be difficult for people outside to notice the situation inside.

"Let's take a bath first."

After cleaning up the small courtyard, Yang Lingchen took off his clothes and dove headfirst into the cold pool behind the courtyard.

This cold pool was bone-chillingly cold, with faint Spiritual Qi fluctuations flowing on the water's surface; if one soaked in it for a long time, it would be of great benefit to Cultivation.

"Where does this Spiritual Qi come from?" A look of confusion appeared on Yang Lingchen's face. "Could it be from the bottom of the pool?"

Thinking of this, Yang Lingchen dove into the water and swam toward the depths of the cold pool.

As he continued to dive deeper, the Spiritual Qi inside gradually became denser, and at the same time, the temperature became lower and lower.

Out of curiosity, Yang Lingchen did not stop his descent.

When he dived to a depth of five thousand meters in the cold pool, a faint light shone into his eyes.

"Eh! Why is there light down here?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Lingchen's heart, and he immediately swam rapidly toward that faint light.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Lingchen finally dived to the bottom of the cold pool.

To be continued.