78: Chapter 78 Becoming an Apprentice of the Ice Queen

On the arena, Han Ming and his group were preparing to leave.

Several figures suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their path.

It was the few instructors who had been watching the battle from the stands just moments ago. Each of them wore a smile, their eyes burning with fervor, as if they had discovered some rare, priceless treasure.

Leading them was an old man with white hair and beard, a Peak Martial Emperor in cultivation, with a golden-glowing instructor badge on his chest.

"Student Han Ming, I am a senior instructor at Modu Martial Arts University with the strength of a Peak Martial Emperor. I have taught at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, students. Are you interested in taking me as your Master?"

The white-haired old man rubbed his hands, his eyes gleaming.

"Old Zhou, you Cultivate a fire-attribute Cultivation Technique. Taking on a Wind and Thunder-attribute student—isn't that just leading them astray?"

A middle-aged woman pushed him aside and looked at Han Ming with a smile. "Student Han Ming, I am also a Peak Martial Emperor instructor, and I Cultivate the Wind True Intent. Your Wind and Thunder True Intent is very suitable for cultivating with me. Would you like to take me as your Master?"

"Stop arguing, all of you!" A burly male instructor strode over, his voice booming like a bell. "Student Han Ming, I am also a Peak Martial Emperor, and I Cultivate the Thunder True Intent. I am the most suitable to be your Master. Within three years, I am confident in training you into a Martial King powerhouse."

The instructors argued until their faces were red, neither willing to yield.

The students who hadn't left the stands yet watched, dumbfounded.

These instructors were usually aloof and cold, but now, to snatch a student, they had completely abandoned their dignity?

Han Ming's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to refuse, a cold and detached voice came from behind the crowd.

"Everyone, there is no need to argue."

The voice was not loud, but it carried a pressure that could not be ignored.

The instructors' voices came to an abrupt halt. They turned to look and saw Teacher Xue Muhan in white robes, who had appeared by the side of the arena at some point, her cold expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Teacher Xue."

The instructors hurriedly bowed, their attitudes respectful.

Although Teacher Xue Muhan was a Peak Martial Emperor just like them, she was the youngest Martial Emperor at Modu Martial Arts University. She had stepped into the Peak Martial Emperor realm at thirty and was hailed as the Genius instructor with the most hope of achieving a Breakthrough to Martial Saint.

More importantly, she had a Martial Saint-level Revered Master standing behind her.

In terms of status and future prospects, these ordinary instructors could not compare to Teacher Xue Muhan at all.

"Han Ming is a student I brought back from Jiangbei. I will handle his affairs," Teacher Xue Muhan said indifferently.

The instructors exchanged glances, a glimmer of understanding flashing in their eyes.

No wonder this Han Ming was such a Prodigy; it turned out he was someone Teacher Xue Muhan had set her sights on.

"So Student Han Ming is Teacher Xue's Disciple. We were abrupt."

The white-haired instructor shook his head with a bitter smile, cupped his hands toward Teacher Xue Muhan, and turned to leave.

The other instructors also took their leave, though the looks they gave Han Ming as they departed were still filled with a bit of regret and reluctance.

Once the instructors had walked away, Teacher Xue Muhan turned around to look at Han Ming.

Her gaze swept over Han Ming, and a flash of unconcealable shock appeared in her cold, clear eyes.

"8-star Grand Martial Master Peak. Third-layer Wind and Thunder True Intent... and also Ice True Intent?"

The more she looked, the more alarmed she became.

When she first met Han Ming in Jiangbei, he had only displayed the cultivation of a 1-Star Martial Master.

In just over a month, he had actually reached the 8-star Grand Martial Master Peak?

What surprised her even more was that he had actually comprehended three types of True Intent: third-layer Wind and Thunder True Intent, and first-layer Ice True Intent.

This level of talent was even more Prodigy-like than her own back then.

"You really hid yourself well; you even fooled me." There was a trace of an imperceptible smile in Teacher Xue Muhan's voice.

Han Ming rubbed his nose and chuckled. "When traveling, one must always keep a few trump cards."

Teacher Xue Muhan didn't respond, instead watching him quietly, a flash of hesitation in her eyes.

A moment later, she spoke, her voice a few degrees softer than before. "Han Ming, are you interested in... taking me as your Revered Master?"

Han Ming was stunned.

Teacher Xue Muhan wanted to take him as her Disciple?

To be honest, Han Ming did need a backer. Although he had the System and a spatial grotto, it wasn't easy for others to kill him, but without a background, anyone would dare to provoke him or try to step on him, which was troublesome, right?

Teacher Xue Muhan was a Peak Martial Emperor, the youngest instructor at Modu Martial Arts University, and had a Martial Saint-level Revered Master behind her. In terms of strength, background, and appearance—she was top-tier.

A Revered Master like this was impossible to find even with a lantern.

"Master, please accept this Disciple's bow!"

Han Ming did not hesitate and immediately performed the apprenticeship bow.

A faint smile appeared on Teacher Xue Muhan's cold face as she reached out to help him up. "Rise."

She took out a storage ring and handed it to Han Ming. "This is your apprenticeship gift. Inside are three hundred grade 5 blood qi pills, one hundred grade 6 blood qi pills, three rank 6 ice-attribute Spirit Medicines, and some cultivation insights."

Han Ming took the storage ring, scanned it with his consciousness, and gasped inwardly.

As expected of the Ice Empress; this gesture was truly generous!

Just those three rank 6 ice-attribute Spirit Medicines were worth over five hundred million. Adding the Medicinal Pills, the contents of this storage ring were worth over one billion.

"Thank you, Master!" Han Ming did not stand on ceremony and thanked Teacher Xue Muhan with a beaming smile.

"Rest assured, I will not shortchange you."

Teacher Xue Muhan nodded in satisfaction. Seeing Li Xuewei looking on with envy, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she took out another storage ring to hand to Li Xuewei, smiling as she did so.

"Hee hee... Thank you, Master! I knew Master was the best to me."

Upon hearing this, Li Xuewei's eyes lit up. She took the storage ring and hugged Teacher Xue Muhan's arm, acting coquettishly.

"You!"

Teacher Xue Muhan chuckled and tapped her forehead, then took out her own identity badge and transferred one thousand points to each of the badges of Han Ming and his group.

"These are one thousand points; use them first. If you need more, come find me."

"Thank you, Master!"

Han Ming did not decline; having already accepted so many resources, he didn't mind these few thousand points.

Lin Fan and Gong Shuting also hurriedly expressed their thanks.

Teacher Xue Muhan nodded, added Han Ming as a friend, and sent him her address. "If you need anything, come find me at the Instructor Building."

After saying this, she turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Han Ming watched Teacher Xue Muhan leave, then lowered his head to check the point balance on his badge.

One thousand points.

"Let's go, time to eat!"

The four of them headed back to the cafeteria.

This time, they were full of confidence.

Just before, they couldn't even afford a one-point standard set meal, but now, with one thousand points lying in their badges, they could order whatever they wanted.

As soon as they stepped into the cafeteria, the surrounding gazes converged on them in unison.

"Isn't that Han Ming? The one who just defeated Ye Yunfeng on the arena!"

"That's him! 8-star Grand Martial Master Peak, and he even comprehended True Intent. Too strong!"

"I heard he came from a small place like Jiangbei. It's simply unbelievable."

"Yeah! A small base city actually producing such a Genius."

"Student Han Ming, you are too amazing! Can we add each other as friends?"

"Student Han Ming, us too..."

A few girls squeezed in front of Han Ming, their faces flushed, their eyes filled with admiration.

Han Ming's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, I'm just an ordinary student. You don't need to be like this."

"An ordinary student? You are the person who defeated Ye Yunfeng! Ye Yunfeng is an SS-grade Genius in the top ten freshmen. Since you defeated him, you are in the top ten freshmen!"

"Exactly! Could an ordinary student attract so many instructors fighting to take them as a Disciple? Senior Han Ming, you are too humble!"

"Boss Han Ming, can I follow you? I'll do whatever you need, no questions asked!"

A burly male student squeezed over, his expression sincere.

Han Ming was dumbfounded; having such fame was troublesome too! It took a lot of effort to finally escape the crowd.

The four of them found a seat by the window and ordered a few exquisite set meals.

Han Ming picked up a piece of rank 4 exotic beast meat and took a bite. The meat was tender and juicy, melting in his mouth, and a warm force of blood qi spread from his stomach, merging into his limbs and bones.

"Delicious!" Li Xuewei's eyes lit up, and she began to eat in large mouthfuls.

Although Lin Fan didn't speak, his chopsticks moved faster than anyone else's.

Gong Shuting ate in small bites, a faint smile on her lips.

While eating, Han Ming listened to the discussions around them.

"How do you think Han Ming ranks among the freshmen?"

"Ye Yunfeng was ranked ninth before. Since Han Ming defeated him, he must be at least ninth, right?"

"I think more than that! Han Ming only used one palm to defeat Ye Yunfeng. With this strength, it's possible he could rank in the top five!"

"Top five? Are you crazy? Those in the top five are all Martial Ancestor-level Prodigies!"

"So what if they are Martial Ancestors? Han Ming has comprehended True Intent!"

"That's right. Han Ming, having comprehended True Intent, even though his cultivation is only 8-star Grand Martial Master, his combat power is definitely not weaker than an average Martial Ancestor."

Listening to these words, Han Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

Top five? What he wanted was not just the top five, but a crushing first place.

Once he broke through to Martial Ancestor, it would be time to set his sights on those few SSS-grade Geniuses.

In a place like Modu Martial Arts University, where Geniuses gathered, there was no need to hide himself. The more talented one was, the more attention one received from those above.