chsdbacks Chapter 25 Apprenticeship Ceremony
Chapter 25 Apprenticeship Ceremony
Chapter 25 Apprenticeship Ceremony
On the stage, Dugu Bo was already sitting in the sandalwood chair. He, who had never cared about his appearance, finally decided to take care of himself. His messy hair was neatly combed, and his brand-new dark green robe was clean and tidy.
"I don't recognize this guy at all."
Chrysanthemum Douluo blinked. Every time the Old Poison Master challenged him to a fight, he was disheveled and dirty.
"Pretending to be something you're not."
Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly, the sourness in his words hard to hide.
Dugu Yan stood beside Dugu Bo, wearing a purple cheongsam that accentuated her perfect curves.
Xue Qinghe, dressed in auspicious attire, also walked onto the stage, his voice resounding throughout the entire venue as his soul power was amplified.
"Welcome everyone to today's apprenticeship ceremony held in the palace. I am Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and I will be in charge of the ceremony today. Of course, it is my honor to be able to assist His Majesty Dugu."
Xue Beng looked at Xue Qinghe's figure with longing, he also wanted to stand in that position and replace Xue Qinghe as the crown prince.
"The auspicious time has arrived; the ceremony shall officially begin!"
Xue Qinghe's eyes gleamed. In order to make this a big deal, he had even asked a group of old guys in the Ministry of Rites to dig these things out of ancient books.
"Go!"
With a soft shout from Xue Qinghe, Xie Mo's figure appeared at the end of the passageway.
He was dressed in a formal suit, his face serious, and he strode quickly toward Dugu Bo.
"Is this the innate full soul power of that mutated martial soul?"
The crowd sized up Xie Mo and whispered among themselves. After all, the value of having innate full soul power was still quite high these days. Generally speaking, if you include those who concealed it, it would be hard to find one every two or three years on average.
"Perform the ablution ritual!"
Xie Mo reached out and slowly washed his hands in the golden basin, then took the towel from Ye Lingling and thanked her softly.
"Adjust your attire!"
Xie Mo carefully straightened his clothes, feeling extremely excited. He had never had such an experience in his previous life. In this life, as an orphan and having received care from Dugu Bo, his thoughts had already changed.
"This is so troublesome."
Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed at the scene before her. Everything was new and exciting to her, but she couldn't resist doing it.
"Be careful what you say!"
Ning Fengzhi lowered his voice and gave a soft shout. He watched as Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and shrank back, deciding that he would have to go back and teach her about etiquette again.
The field was completely silent, with only the gentle sound of the wind and the clear, resonant sound of the Xueqing River.
"offer!"
Xie Mo accepted the gift box from Ye Lingling, respectfully held it up to Dugu Bo, and then handed the gift box to Dugu Yan who was standing to the side.
"Perform the apprenticeship ceremony."
"One bow to preach the gospel!"
Xie Mo looked at Dugu Bo, whose expression was stiff, and there were clearly tears welling up in the other man's eyes.
He crossed his arms over his chest and then bowed deeply.
"Second bow to receive instruction!"
Xie Mo bowed again, "Master, Master, a teacher is like a father." He felt a deeper connection to these two words.
"Three bows to dispel doubts!"
Xue Qinghe sighed with emotion, wondering why such etiquette had been lost to history.
Xie Mo bowed again, and the crowd below the stage stared wide-eyed. They hadn't expected that becoming a disciple could be done in this way. Wasn't it enough to just bow once?
"Serve tea!"
Ye Lingling brought over a cup of tea, which Xie Mo then personally served.
Dugu Bo tremblingly accepted the tea. How could his strength be so great? He could only feel a little overwhelmed by the atmosphere.
"This is my first time accepting a disciple, and I don't know what to say."
Dugu Bo pondered for a few seconds, then relaxed his brows and continued speaking.
"All I know is this kid named Xie Mo, who is my disciple. You are not allowed to make any moves on him."
Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he scanned the crowd below the stage.
"I have nothing to say about injuries sustained in battle, but it can only be a battle between equals. If anyone dares to bully the weak, I will wipe out your family, leaving only the eldest. I swear on my martial spirit for that!"
The crowd below straightened up. The oath of martial soul is the most serious oath in Douluo Continent, which shows that Dugu Bo was not joking.
Moreover, the most important reason why Dugu Bo's status in the Heaven Dou Empire is so special is that his poison can attack multiple targets at once. Ordinary Soul Douluos cannot last long, let alone low-level Soul Masters who will die instantly upon contact. But who doesn't have weak relatives and friends?
"And of course, my granddaughter!"
Dugu Bo forced himself to add this sentence while suppressing his embarrassment. Dugu Yan pinched him secretly from behind, feeling ashamed and annoyed. How could her grandfather be like this?
Good-natured laughter erupted from the audience. They were willing to give him face, since Dugu Bo had no power and his interests didn't overlap with theirs.
"The ceremony is complete!"
Xue Qinghe quickly changed the subject. This segment was originally meant for the master to admonish his disciple, but Dugu Bo used it to threaten people. He forcibly stopped it when he couldn't make it work.
The apprenticeship ceremony is now over. Dugu Yan and Xie Mo are now officially registered with various powerful forces, like poison gas bombs; if they explode, Dugu Bo's poison gas will spread everywhere.
However, some forces are secretly trying to shift the blame to other forces. This apprenticeship has both advantages and disadvantages, but overall the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. At least by registering their names, they can leave an impression.
After the apprenticeship ceremony, everyone enjoyed eating and drinking, and watched the dance arranged by the royal family. Putting everything else aside, the royal chefs' skills were quite good.
"Dad, when exactly is the excitement going to start?"
Ning Rongrong pouted and shook Ning Fengzhi's arm. She had asked Grandpa Jian if she could see other people fighting today.
"Soon, someone else will be unable to hold back any longer."
Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of helplessness, "I don't know if my daughter's personality is a good thing or a bad thing."
Sure enough, halfway through, Chrysanthemum Douluo's effeminate voice rang out in the arena.
"Today is a fine day, and with the old poison master's apprenticeship ceremony bringing everyone together, how about we have a friendly spar?"
"It's good for passing the time, though, the dancer's dance isn't very interesting."
Who says dancers aren't good at dancing!
Many henpecked husbands cursed inwardly, "Couldn't they have watched a little longer? It's not like they weren't going to come for the competition."
"Sparring is out of the question. The strength of you seniors is far too great. This small palace is definitely not enough for you to cause trouble."
"Why not let the geniuses from each family represent everyone and show everyone what the future holds for my Heavenly Dou Empire?"
Xue Qinghe and Ju Douluo spoke in unison, saying that this was a matter for the royal family, and after the apprenticeship ceremony, the affairs here would no longer concern Dugu Bo.
"This sect leader supports Senior Yue Guan's proposal."
Ning Fengzhi continued to drape the hat over Chrysanthemum Douluo's head. If a fight broke out, they could all point the finger at the Spirit Hall, which had indeed become much stronger in recent years.
"I also support it."
Yu Yuanzhen agreed, as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex had earned its reputation through battle, and this would be a good opportunity to hone Tianheng's skills.
With the highest-ranking people speaking, who else would dare to disagree? At worst, they could just send someone up to admit defeat.
However, looking at the eager young geniuses around them, they were also a little troubled about how to arrange things.
"Yan, you go first!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo gently stroked his soft chin, first sending Yan out to test the waters and scout the way.
"I will obey the elder's command."
Yan was already fantasizing about Hu Liena seeing his heroic figure, and then falling in love with him and being with him.
Upon hearing that she wasn't the first to appear, Hu Liena immediately frowned.
"Yan, Martial Soul Flame Lord, Level 32 Battle Soul Master, requests to participate in the battle."
I considered writing Yan's soul power level here for a long time, and finally I had to search through a lot of information to find out the general situation.
When Tang San became a god, he was only twenty-five years old. In the same year, Xie Yue told Yan that he was almost thirty years old. That is to say, Yan was only about five years older than Tang San. The protagonist and Tang San were set to be the same age, but Yan was actually only eleven years old. I always thought he was eight or nine years older. Hu Liena was about the same age, four or five years older.
Dugu Yan is about seven years older than Tang San and two years older than the others. The difference in their soul power...
Moreover, most of the participants are around twenty years old, while Feng Xiaotian is twenty-four and at level forty-four, which is a real waste of his talent.
So the Golden Generation really was a Golden Generation! I misunderstood them, sob sob.
(End of this chapter)