Chapter 1437: Zhang Jiuxiao Becomes an Apprentice

If it’s next April, it’s early October now, leaving nearly seven months to prepare. Given his rate of progress, becoming the Hall Master of the Saint Son Hall shouldn’t be difficult. However, if it’s around the New Year, that’s less than three months, which is far too rushed!

No sooner had he heard that the Luo Clan had confined Luo Ruoxi than the Zhang Clan convened a family meeting… Were they really in such a hurry to marry her?

How shameless!

His face turned ashen, and Zhang Xuan felt a burning rage in his chest, about to explode.

Since his rebirth, apart from when Lu Chong died saving him, he hadn't felt this angry in a long time.

The dignified number one clan on the continent, disregarding the feelings of those involved and forcing a marriage, was no different from an act of robbery!

He had originally intended to show some courtesy and not completely fall out with them. But since they were so shameless, he wouldn't hold back either.

“Teacher Zhang...”

Seeing his emotions fluctuate so violently, Jian Qinsheng and Teacher Zhan were both startled and looked over.

Eight-star master teachers had extremely detached mental states and could remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before them. Why had his emotions suddenly changed so drastically?

“I’m fine!”

Suppressing the rage within him, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked over. “Senior Jian, when are you heading to the Zhang Clan?”

“Huh?”

Jian Qinsheng was surprised by the question. He paused, then replied, “The flying sacred beast is ready; we can depart at any time!”

“Good, I’ll go with you!” Zhang Xuan decided, raising an eyebrow.

Exchanging a glance with Teacher Zhan, Jian Qinsheng was a little slow to react.

He had just refused, saying he was unworthy, clearly indicating he didn't want to get involved. Why was he suddenly willing to go with him?

“I’ve considered it carefully,” Zhang Xuan said, clenching his fists and waving his hand decisively. “I believe it’s necessary to teach the Zhang Clan a lesson. If for nothing else, then to vindicate the swordsmanship of the Saint Son Hall!”

Weren't they planning to hold a family meeting and marry Luo Ruoxi during the New Year?

Fine... I'll make sure you can't!

“This...”

Jian Qinsheng’s face twitched, filled with excitement.

Happiness had come too quickly.

However... challenging the Sword Saint Xingmeng to a duel was merely his personal grievance. What did it have to do with the swordsmanship of the Saint Son Hall?

Although he grumbled inwardly, seeing that the other party had agreed to go, he was still incredibly excited.

This person before him had comprehended two Sword Dao True Meanings. Even Sword Saint Xingmeng, at the same level, might not be his match. If he personally took action, he would certainly display his might, crush the Zhang Clan's arrogance, and wipe away years of humiliation.

“It would be excellent if Teacher Zhang is willing to go... When do you think we should depart?” Jian Qinsheng asked, looking at him.

“I’ll go back and make some arrangements; we’ll leave tonight!” Zhang Xuan said.

Luo Xuanqing said he had something to discuss with him, perhaps with news about Luo Ruoxi. He would leave after seeing him.

“Alright, I’ll wait for you at my residence. Teacher Zhang can come find me after he’s finished his matters!” Hearing his agreement and seeing his urgency, Jian Qinsheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Zhang Xuan nodded, saying no more. He cupped his fists to Teacher Zhan: “Teacher Zhan, I must make a trip to the Zhang Clan with Senior Jian. I’ll take my leave now!”

“Mm!”

Knowing that master teachers of this caliber had their own strong opinions and that their decisions were hard to change, Teacher Zhan didn't try to dissuade him. He looked over and said, “Should the Zhang Clan present any difficulties, the Saint Son Hall will be your strong backing!”

Zhang Xuan cupped his fists.

He had been a little worried earlier that the other party would try to calm things down, but now it seemed that someone who could become the acting Hall Master of the Saint Son Hall couldn't possibly be a coward who shied away from trouble!

As one of the two major forces under the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters, if they even feared a single clan, they wouldn't be worthy of standing at the peak of the continent.

With his decision made, Zhang Xuan didn't linger. He swayed, then flew straight towards his residence. Before long, he arrived at the courtyard.

As soon as he landed, he saw Sun Qiang coming to greet him.

“Young Master, Zhang Jiuxiao came to see you and has been waiting for a long time...”

“Jiuxiao?” His brows furrowed slightly, and he hurried towards the living room: “I’ll go take a look!”

Entering the room, he indeed saw Zhang Jiuxiao standing there, his face full of anxiety. Upon seeing him, Zhang Jiuxiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and rose to cup his fists: “Teacher Zhang!”

“Is this about your clan’s family meeting?” Zhang Xuan asked.

“How did Teacher Zhang know?” Zhang Jiuxiao was stunned.

“Never mind how I knew,” Zhang Xuan frowned. “Did you come here just for this matter?”

“Yes, I came to thank Teacher Zhang for your guidance. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had the chance to attend such a grand event...” Zhang Jiuxiao said. “The clan’s sacred beast is ready and will take off at any moment. I came specifically to bid farewell. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I won’t be back until next year...”

He had indeed come to see Zhang Xuan about this matter.

Originally, given his status as a collateral branch member, he wasn't qualified to attend. However, with Zhang Xuan's guidance, he successfully became a student of the Saint Son Hall, which earned him an entry token.

He was about to leave soon, and no matter what, he had to come and express his gratitude.

“I hadn’t heard anything about a family meeting in the past few days, so why the sudden farewell?” Zhang Xuan held a glimmer of hope.

“I’m not entirely sure about the specific reason. The clan notified us today,” Zhang Jiuxiao said, looking slightly embarrassed. “The younger generation must return within a month. It seems there's some kind of selection process. As Teacher Zhang knows, my status is very low. It’s already a great fortune for me to be able to attend. As for the deeper reasons, I’m not clear on them...”

It wasn't that he didn't want to say, but that he genuinely didn't know.

“Alright!” Zhang Xuan waved his hand. “Be careful on your journey. If nothing unexpected happens, I might also go to the Zhang Clan. If you have any news, you can send me a message!”

“You’re going too?” Zhang Jiuxiao was filled with confusion.

“Yes, to handle some matters, which might lead to some unpleasantness with the Zhang Clan...” After explaining, Zhang Xuan, fearing the other party might misunderstand, continued, “Don’t worry, it doesn’t concern you, and I won’t put you in a difficult position!”

He had just told him to send messages, then said all this. It was hard to avoid misunderstandings.

“Teacher Zhang, what are you saying? Any achievement I have today is thanks to your guidance,” Zhang Jiuxiao said, his expression serious and sincerity shining in his eyes. “Without your kindness, let alone the Saint Son Hall, I might still be in Qingyuan City, full of self-importance!”

He spoke the truth. Had it not been for this person's tireless help, he wouldn't have even passed Zhao Xingmo's selection, let alone entered the Saint Son Hall.

Precisely because of this, he was filled with admiration for this young man, who was even younger than him.

“You’re too kind,” Zhang Xuan said, seeing his genuine sincerity. “Friends helping each other is only right!”

“I truly wish to be friends with Teacher Zhang, but I also know that I’m far behind. In terms of knowledge, insight, and understanding of cultivation, you could be my teacher. I hope Teacher Zhang will accept me as a student...” Zhang Jiuxiao took a step forward.

He had actually been contemplating this decision for a long time.

Having received guidance from Zhang Xuan in both swordsmanship and cultivation, a quasi-teacher-student relationship had already formed. Now that he was about to leave, he could no longer hold back.

“Take you as a student?” Zhang Xuan didn't expect the other party to say this, and he frowned.