243: Kneeling and begging to become an apprentice? Are you out of your mind?

Everyone was startled; no one expected that the so-called cave was actually behind this stone wall.

Is this the secret of the Zhenlong Chess Game?

At the thought of the secret of the Zhenlong Chess Game, the breathing of everyone present became rapid.

Their purpose in coming here was for this secret.

Looking at those restless people of the Martial Forest, Lu Xiaofeng's brow furrowed slightly; if these people rushed in, things would become difficult to handle.

"Everyone, the Zhenlong Chess Game was actually set up specifically to choose a successor, and moreover, Master's successor can only be one person."

"That is, whoever solves the Zhenlong Chess Game will be my Master's closed-door Disciple."

"Prince Duan solved the chess game, so this opportunity is his."

"I ask everyone to wait patiently," Su Xinghe explained directly.

He could not let anyone disturb Duan Zhengchun's acceptance of the Legacy.

After hearing this, everyone understood that this was indeed the secret behind the Zhenlong Chess Game.

However, couldn't this kind of secret just be stated directly? Why hide it?

Why go to the trouble of preparing such a chess game!

"Mr. Su, couldn't this kind of thing just be said directly? Why hide it? Why prepare this Zhenlong Chess Game?"

"No one can guarantee that the person who solves the Zhenlong Chess Game will definitely be a qualified successor."

"That's right, Mr. Su, you're not doing this right."

"Could it be that you saw Prince Duan's identity and did this on purpose?"

"No, didn't you hear just now? Mr. Su's main purpose was to choose a successor for his Master."

"Now, the successor has emerged, and the enemy has been dealt with, so there's no need for him to continue pretending."

"Makes sense..."

Su Xinghe's words calmed the restless people of the Martial Forest.

This was an internal matter of a School selecting a successor; if they tried to snatch it now, it would be truly unjustifiable.

If it were a Treasure Trove, they would insist on a share no matter what.

More importantly, it was the lethal methods Duan Zhengchun had displayed; Zhang Wuji was the only son of the Sect's Fifth Hero Zhang.

He was highly regarded by Zhang Sanfeng, and yet, just for a couple of taunts, he had an arm chopped off directly.

Without an arm, Zhang Wuji's future in this life was considered ruined.

Not even giving Face to Zhang Sanfeng, could such a person be offended?

Wasn't that like the Old God of Longevity eating arsenic, tired of living?

They were greedy, but they weren't stupid.

Weren't there plenty of cases of having the life to take it but not to spend it? Moreover, Duan Zhengchun had previously used the heavenly demon zither to directly kill hundreds of people of the Martial Forest.

With such methods, who would dare to do that? Even Shaolin Temple had been crippled by him.

Whose head was harder?

As for those who would rush up to snatch good things as soon as they saw them, that was all fake.

Are there more smart people or fools in this world? The result was obvious.

If they didn't know about this person Duan Zhengchun, they might not have had any scruples.

Now that they knew Duan Zhengchun's strength and methods, who would still dare to provoke him? If that's not being mentally ill, what is?

The reason Duan Zhengchun didn't kill Zhang Wuji directly, besides Old Daoist Zhang's Face, was also because he was A Li's cousin.

Of course, the most important point was that Duan Zhengchun simply didn't care about the current Zhang Wuji.

In his eyes, Zhang Wuji was just an ant.

Who would care about the life or death of an ant?

It's like walking down the street and the neighbor's dog barks at you twice; if you're unhappy, you might hit it a few times with a stick at most.

If it dared to bite you, then as soon as it bit, you'd probably start the pot and oil on the other side, and even get a sum of compensation.

Zhang Wuji's current situation was like that neighbor's dog that barked at you twice; teach it a lesson first, and if it doesn't change, next time start the pot and oil directly, and arrange the star anise, Sichuan pepper, cinnamon, green onion, ginger, and garlic for it.

Duan Zhengchun took a step forward; it seemed like a casual step, but his figure vanished instantly.

This scene startled everyone.

With this speed, not even a Great Grandmaster would have it, and even someone in the Heavenly Human Realm might not necessarily have such speed.

Duan Zhengchun arrived inside a dark cave, but this level of darkness had no effect on him.

He saw a figure with white hair and beard, looking completely disheveled, sitting in the deepest part of the cave.

"Ten years, finally someone has passed the test."

"Much faster than I expected; boy, was it you who solved the Zhenlong Chess Game?" Wuyazi's old and raspy voice echoed in the depths of the cave.

In the next second, Duan Zhengchun's figure appeared in front of Wuyazi.

Wuyazi was startled; the other party's speed was too fast, even he, a Grandmaster Peak expert, had not seen the other's specific movements.

Looking at Wuyazi living like this, neither human nor ghost, Duan Zhengchun felt a wave of emotion.

In the World of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Wuyazi was probably the most miserable one?

Although he was also a scumbag, the result was the most tragic.

Schemed against by his own Disciple, ending up permanently disabled, and to hide from enemies, he could only hide in this dark cave, lingering on the breath of life.

"Tsk tsk... I didn't expect that the dignified Sect Head of the Xiaoyao School would end up in such a state. I wonder how you feel now?"

Duan Zhengchun shook his head while looking at Wuyazi, feeling quite emotional.

Regardless of anything else, this Wuyazi was now his cheap father-in-law; he couldn't really treat him as a stranger.

"You know this old man?" Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun in surprise.

When he saw Duan Zhengchun's appearance, he was deeply shocked.

There was actually such a perfect person in the world; this was simply a Banished Immortal descending to earth.

Perfect, this was absolutely a perfect successor bestowed upon him by the heavens.

There is hope for the revival of my Xiaoyao School, hope for revival.

"Haha... I didn't expect, I didn't expect that after so many years of lingering here and setting up the Zhenlong Chess Game, it was all to find a suitable successor before I die."

"The heavens haven't failed me; in just ten years, this old man's wish has been fulfilled. Haha... good, very good." Wuyazi couldn't help but laugh excitedly.

Looking at Wuyazi's somewhat crazed state, the corners of Duan Zhengchun's mouth twitched.

"It seems your mindset is quite good; even in this state, you can still laugh."

"Boy, kowtow to this old man, and you can obtain my lifelong cultivation and the core Cultivation Technique of the Xiaoyao School, becoming the Sect Head of the Xiaoyao School. How about it? Just kowtowing to take a Master, you won't lose out on this deal, right?" Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun with eyes shining.

He was already impatient to hand over everything he had learned in his life to Duan Zhengchun; such a good successor absolutely must not get away.

Wuyazi's words left Duan Zhengchun speechless.

"Not lose out? I'd be losing out big time, okay?"

"In your current state, are you qualified to be this Prince's Master?"

"this Prince's strength would probably scare you to death if I said it."

"Kowtow to take a Master? Are you alright? With your strength as a Great Grandmaster, are you qualified to be this Prince's Master?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Wuyazi with a strange expression.

Wuyazi didn't expect Duan Zhengchun to answer like this, and even call himself "this Prince." Could this boy be a prince?

"Boy, what is your name? And you call yourself 'this Prince'?" Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun in surprise.