NOVPUBChapter 818: Chapter 555: Master of the SSS-Class Heavenly God Realm Chapter 818 -555: Master of the SSS-Class Heavenly God Realm Martial artists always place great importance on apprenticeship and inheritance.
Even in the beginning, Wu Youyou, due to being conscious of Qin Lan鈥檚 and Luo Li鈥檚 statuses, felt some resistance in her heart.
But when she truly realized that she was to become the disciple of a mid-tier Great Grandmaster, the hint of shame within her vanished without a trace.
Wu Youyou did indeed have talent, reaching A-level at the age of eighteen.
With Qin Lan鈥檚 personal guidance, it was highly likely that she could reach the peak of A-level before turning twenty.
If at that time Qin Lan was willing to give her the Divine Restoration Pill, this young girl could potentially become the youngest S-level half-step Grandmaster in all of Hua Country.
Of course, with Wu Youyou鈥檚 talent combined with diligence, and under the tutelage of a Great Grandmaster, becoming an S-level half-step Grandmaster almost seemed a certainty.
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But to take it a step further, to become a true Great Grandmaster, that was a matter of fate.
With good fortune, one might smoothly break through in the next moment.
Without it, even a lifetime of hard work might never be enough to achieve a breakthrough.
In all of Hua Country, in over twenty years, dozens of half-step Grandmasters had emerged, but only Lei Ting and Qin Lan had made the breakthrough, which illustrated just how elusive such an opportunity was.
Nevertheless, given Wu Youyou鈥檚 displayed talent, Qin Lan taking her on as a key disciple wasn鈥檛 a loss.
There was no need for constant vigilance by Qin Lan鈥檚 side, just the occasional instruction, which wouldn鈥檛 interfere with Qin Lan鈥檚 leisure time.
Wu Youyou鈥檚 apprenticeship ceremony was arranged on the eighty-eighth floor of the Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel, a place spacious enough to accommodate a large number of people.
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Because Qin Lan disliked hassle, aside from their own people, no outsiders were invited this time.
Otherwise, according to Chu Mo鈥檚 suggestion, they should have invited many friends for an extravagant ceremony.
Even so, Wu Youyou鈥檚 apprenticeship was a grand affair.
The banquet hosted two Great Grandmasters of martial arts, five S-level half-step Grandmasters, and nearly fifty A-level masters.
Chu Mo, Mr.
Chu of the famed Demon Capital, personally presided over the event.
It was indeed an impressive lineup.
Wu Youyou offered a toast, then respectfully kowtowed three times to Qin Lan.
As her master, Qin Lan wasn鈥檛 stingy either.
She took out a martial arts manual and presented it to Wu Youyou as an apprenticeship gift, marking the completion of the ceremony.
It wasn鈥檛 until this moment that Wu Kunpeng, as the father, could finally set down his burden.
鈥淢r.
Chu, I must toast to you no matter what.
Hereafter, should you need anything, with a word from you, I, Wu Kunpeng, will ascend a mountain of swords or plunge into a sea of flames without the slightest frown.鈥
Wu Kunpeng, a master of the Golden Bell Cover technique, stood up proactively, his eyes slightly red with emotion.
His wife had passed away while he was busy starting up the Kunpeng Martial Arts Academy, leaving him failing to adequately care for her and their only daughter, and this became a lifelong regret.
Her dying wish was for him to take good care of their only daughter.
Wu Kunpeng, a solid man, had brought up his mischievous daughter Wu Youyou with much dedication.
Now, seeing his daughter become the disciple of a Great Grandmaster, he felt as if he had fulfilled a wish.
Even if he were to die at this moment, he would have something to tell his wife in the afterlife.
With his eyes tinged red, Wu Kunpeng lifted the wine before him and drank it down in one gulp.
The scarlet liquid spilled from the corner of his mouth 鈥 such concerns of decorum did not trouble martial artists.
He wiped his mouth with his hand and, looking utterly solemn, Wu Kunpeng began to speak:
鈥淢r.
Chu, I understand you are in need of people.
Rest assured, once I return, I will immediately mobilize my network to host a ceremony for our graduates, and I鈥檒l persuade the outstanding students to join our faction.
I don鈥檛 dare to promise too much, but over the years, I, Wu Kunpeng, have nurtured nearly a hundred B-level martial artists.
Whenever they see me, they greet me respectfully as 鈥楧ean.鈥 I鈥檒l put my pride aside and do my utmost to recruit talented individuals for Mr.
Chu.鈥
Wu Kunpeng was deeply earnest, his expression also carrying a pledge of unyielding loyalty.
Chu Mo, sitting in the place of honor, didn鈥檛 respond immediately.
Instead, he too lifted the cup before him and drank it down, then slowly spoke:
鈥淜unpeng, you needn鈥檛 worry about the Martial Arts Academy anymore.鈥
At Chu Mo鈥檚 calm words, Wu Kunpeng, with widened eyes, blurted out instinctively:
鈥淲hat, Mr.
Chu, do you intend to give up on the Martial Arts Academy?鈥
Hearing this, Chu Mo realized there had been a misunderstanding.
He didn鈥檛 answer, but instead asked:
鈥淎s the Dean of the Martial Arts Academy, you must be the most familiar with the school鈥檚 situation.
What do you estimate the value of the Martial Arts Academy to be?鈥
The tall man, clearly still not grasping Chu Mo鈥檚 intent, furrowed his brow and said instinctively:
鈥淚f we鈥檙e just talking about the tangible assets, the entire Martial Arts Academy wouldn鈥檛 fetch much money 鈥 a few buildings, a few hundred acres of land, at most only a few billion yuan.
However, the network of the Martial Arts Academy is beyond any monetary measure, and along with the students in the school, each of them has a bright future, something even more impossible to quantify with money鈥︹€
Chu Mo gestured with his hand to cut him off, then slowly said:
