Chapter 695: Let's Make a Bet

"Young friend, your talent is extraordinary. In just four years, you've grown to such a level. If given more time, who knows what you'll achieve." Feng Qingzi came before Lin Fan and said with a smile.

"You know me?" Lin Fan was slightly puzzled, but then he shrugged it off. A flashy guy like me gets attention wherever I go, so it's only natural this old man knows me.

"A year ago, young friend fought a Supreme's avatar alone. I am aware of that." Feng Qingzi's eyes never left Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him and understand how he had grown so much in just four years.

As for the Venerable Shakyamuni beside him, Feng Qingzi had long forgotten about him.

"Senior Feng Qingzi, this humble monk..." Venerable Shakyamuni wanted to greet him and get his attention, but as soon as he spoke, Feng Qingzi interrupted him.

"Little monk of the Buddhist clan, I know you." After saying this, Feng Qingzi said no more and focused on examining Lin Fan.

"Truly extraordinary talent. I have seen many prodigies, but none with your aptitude." Feng Qingzi said with admiration.

"Sen...ior." Venerable Shakyamuni felt neglected and a little desolate inside.

Especially when he saw Lin Fan's gloating smile, Venerable Shakyamuni wanted to cry but had no tears. This humble monk is also a prodigy of the Buddhist clan, why won't you even look at me?

"Young friend, how about becoming my disciple?" When Lin Fan's ranking on the wanted list soared, it caught Feng Qingzi's attention.

A being whose ranking rose so fast on the wanted list was unheard of and unseen before.

Thus, Feng Qingzi specially came out of seclusion to find Lin Fan.

This search took several years.

At one point, Feng Qingzi even went to the ancient clan's Supreme dungeon to check, fearing that such a prodigy might have been captured by the ancient clan's Supreme.

Later, after gathering some information, Feng Qingzi followed the trail and finally found Lin Fan.

Especially when he saw Lin Fan suppressing Blood Radiance Demon Lord, it solidified his desire to take him as a disciple.

"This old man is crazy." Feeling Feng Qingzi's penetrating gaze, Lin Fan's mind trembled slightly, feeling as if someone was peeping at his backside.

When Venerable Shakyamuni heard that Senior Feng Qingzi wanted to take Benefactor Lin as a disciple, he was shocked.

Feng Qingzi was a renowned expert in the Ancient Saint Realm. Countless prodigies wanted to become his disciple, but none caught his eye.

Now hearing Feng Qingzi take the initiative to accept Benefactor Lin as a disciple, Venerable Shakyamuni was extremely envious.

If he became Feng Qingzi's disciple, it would be like a sparrow turning into a phoenix.

But at this moment, Lin Fan sneered inwardly upon hearing this.

Want to take me as a disciple? Dream on!

Who am I? I'm a big shot with a system, and the sect master of the Holy Demon Sect. If I became someone else's disciple, I'd be lowering myself.

"Benefactor Lin, what are you hesitating for? Senior Feng Qingzi is an unparalleled expert. Countless prodigies want to be his disciple but aren't qualified!" Venerable Shakyamuni grew anxious seeing Lin Fan hesitate, wishing that Feng Qingzi would take him as a disciple instead.

But unfortunately, Feng Qingzi didn't fancy him.

This was also a kind of torment for Venerable Shakyamuni.

"Shut up, baldy." Lin Fan glared at Venerable Shakyamuni, but a strange glint flickered in his eyes.

Venerable Shakyamuni's heart was like a bright mirror; seeing Lin Fan's expression, he was slightly startled.

"Oh no, Benefactor Lin is about to pull another trick." Although Venerable Shakyamuni hadn't known Lin Fan long, he had figured out what kind of person he was.

"So you're Senior Feng Qingzi, right?" Lin Fan looked him up and down.

"After you become my disciple, you may call me Master." Feng Qingzi said calmly. With his prestige, if he offered to take a disciple, the prodigies of the entire Ancient Saint Realm would be unable to stay calm.

And this human young friend was impressive, still so composed. Truly a worthy disciple in his eyes.

"I haven't become your disciple yet. Besides, I don't know if you really have the skills." Lin Fan said.

"Haha, young friend, you worry too much. I have roamed the Ancient Saint Realm, known to all. Countless prodigies want to enter my tutelage, but none catch my eye." Feng Qingzi laughed.

"It's not that I worry too much, but I have never had a teacher; I am self-taught. Many experts like you have wanted to take me as a disciple, but they failed my test and left in defeat."

"What? Self-taught?" Feng Qingzi's expression changed drastically upon hearing Lin Fan's words, showing disbelief.

Venerable Shakyamuni looked at Lin Fan, also skeptical. Who is he fooling? No teacher? How could he be so strong without a teacher?

"That's right. If you can pass my test, then you'll have the right to be my master. But I don't think you have much chance." Lin Fan said skeptically.

"Haha, ridiculous! Is there anything in this world I cannot accomplish?" Feng Qingzi laughed heartily, as if he had heard a joke.

"See, you're bragging again. Then go kill the ancient clan's Supreme now." Lin Fan said.

"Cough!" Feng Qingzi choked on his breath upon hearing this, then waved his hand. "Young friend, this matter is significant; it's not something that can be done just because one wants to."

"Alright, let's not talk about that. Are you willing to accept my test?" Lin Fan said, but inwardly he was scheming. He had to slowly trap this old man.

Although this old man was very strong, Lin Fan never thought of becoming anyone's disciple. After all, he had a system. As long as he developed steadily, becoming invincible in the future was a sure thing.

"Haha, what a strange tale. I've only heard of disciples being tested, never of masters being tested. Fine, tell me the test. I'll show you something impressive." Feng Qingzi laughed, not taking it seriously.

"Let me think." Lin Fan smiled inwardly and began to ponder.

Venerable Shakyamuni watched from the side, feeling distressed. Comparing people really drives one crazy.

He so wanted to become Senior Feng Qingzi's disciple, but the other wouldn't even look at him.

At the same time, he wondered what test Benefactor Lin was planning.

Given Benefactor Lin's cunning nature, it definitely wouldn't be anything good.

"Got it." Lin Fan's heart leaped with joy. "The test is simple: I'll flee for ten breaths. If you can find me, I lose. If you can't, you lose. How about it?"

"That simple?" Feng Qingzi looked at Lin Fan doubtfully, not expecting the test to be so easy.

With his cultivation, in a single thought, everything in heaven and earth was under his control.

Not to mention ten breaths, even a hundred or a thousand breaths would be no problem.

"Of course... it's not that simple. You have to put your storage ring and Blood Radiance Demon Lord's primordial spirit with me. Otherwise, if I hide and you don't come looking, it would be a waste of my time." Lin Fan said.

"Fine, no problem." Feng Qingzi was very confident in himself, so he didn't hesitate.

"Alright, a bet is a bet. We've agreed happily." Lin Fan took the storage ring from Feng Qingzi, overjoyed inside.

He didn't expect to trick a storage ring so easily. This was too satisfying.

"Baldy, let's go." Lin Fan grabbed Venerable Shakyamuni and fled into the distance.

Feng Qingzi stroked his white beard, smiled calmly, and was confident. Everything was under control.

Even if they fled to the ends of the earth, they couldn't escape his grasp.

This disciple was as good as his.

These youngsters really didn't know their place.

Ten breaths? He could catch them in the blink of an eye.