Chapter 775: Collecting the Pavilion Master

"A treasure recognizing its master? The Spirit Material Pavilion recognizing its master?""What's happening?""How on earth did this guy do it?"

The people locked in the room were also stunned. At this moment, they realized how strange the young man was: with a few casual pats, treasures recognized him as their master; with a few stomps, the Spirit Material Pavilion recognized him as its master… Was there anything else that couldn't recognize him as its master?

No wonder the Pavilion Master went crazy. If it were them, and their home base was taken over by someone else, they'd go crazy too!

"Young Master…" Sun Qiang's eyelids twitched wildly. He had thought the Young Master came to cause trouble, at most to let the other party know about the sneak attack and get some compensation. Now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all! This was about to completely dismantle their home! Too ruthless!

Although his master also acted quite ruthlessly, as a renowned master, he still had some scruples. Compared to this Young Master, he was far less extreme. However… the other party was a Saint realm expert. Even if he could endure for a while out of respect for the Young Master's identity as a renowned master, with such provocation, would he finally lose control and kill him? If that happened, no one but his master could save him.

While he was worrying, he heard the Pavilion Master finally lose his temper. A furious roar erupted, and with a flip of his hand, the violent power of a Saint realm expert surged out, striking towards the Young Master.

"Young Master…" His pupils contracted. Just as he was about to rush forward to shield the Young Master from the attack, he saw the Young Master's raised hand suddenly lift upwards.

"Obscure!" As he spoke, a rumble followed, and dozens of treasures immediately flew up, blocking their front. At the same moment, the ground roared, the sound of machinery turning was heard, and several tall walls suddenly rose from the ground, sealing the two inside.

"Young Master…" Seeing the Young Master locked in a narrow room with a maddened Saint realm expert, Sun Qiang looked anxious. He tried to rush in, but found that the walls blocking him were incredibly sturdy, made of unknown material. With his current strength, he couldn't open them at all.

"Oh no, if anything happens to the Young Master, how can I face Master?" Before meeting his master, he was just an ordinary merchant in a small market, destined to live and die in a small place like Tianxuan Kingdom, never seeing a wider world. It was his master who vastly improved his strength, who brought him out, who didn't disdain his humble origins, and entrusted him with important tasks… To be trusted so much, to have the Young Master placed under his care – if anything happened, even a hundred deaths wouldn't atone for it!

"Young Master, you must not get hurt…" Trembling all over, Sun Qiang paced frantically along the wall in front of him, trying to find a way in, but found the mechanisms incredibly intricate and completely impenetrable.

*Boom, boom, boom, boom!* Just as he was in a tangled mess, unsure what to do, he heard the sounds of fists and feet hitting flesh from inside. "Young Master, he's being beaten…" His eyes reddened, consumed by anxiety.

"No, I must save the Young Master, even if it costs my life…" Gritting his teeth, just as he was thinking how to break through the wall, he heard a miserable cry from inside. "Ah… stop hitting me!" "I was wrong, isn't that enough…"

Hearing this voice, the previously anxious figure stopped, frozen in place. This wasn't the Young Master's voice, but… the Pavilion Master's! The Pavilion Master begging for mercy? Could it be… the Young Master beat up a Saint realm expert? Sun Qiang was utterly dumbfounded, completely stunned.

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Time rewinds to when the Spirit Material Pavilion Master attacked Zhang Xuan.

Knowing that even with these treasures protecting him, his current strength wouldn't be enough to resist, Zhang Xuan didn't hesitate. He directly activated the Spirit Material Pavilion's mechanisms, isolating everyone else outside. This effectively trapped him and the Pavilion Master in a sealed room, where even spiritual senses would be difficult to penetrate. It was perfect for teaching this guy a lesson.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!* After doing this, without any hesitation, he flipped his wrist, and a book appeared in his palm. Immediately after, more than twenty Otherworldly Demon puppets appeared before him.

"Beat him!" he commanded.

Having gained experience from savagely beating the Violetflame Beast, the numerous puppets didn't hesitate. They swarmed the Pavilion Master and began raining blows on him. The Spirit Material Pavilion Master had initially expected to easily kill a young man at the Bridge Heaven realm. He never dreamed that the opponent would have so many Saint realm puppets. Before he could even react, he was beaten black and blue, completely disfigured.

When he finally found a chance to escape, he felt a surge of murderous intent that pinned him down, rendering him unable to move, forcing him to passively endure the beating. His strength was only at the early Saint realm, far inferior to even the Violetflame Beast. How could he withstand so many puppets? In just a short while, he was beaten beyond recognition, screaming continuously.

Although the Spirit Material Pavilion was important, compared to his life, it was clearly the latter that mattered more! The opponent could drive him almost to explode with rage, yet remained unfazed, demonstrating remarkable composure. It was foreseeable that if he didn't beg for mercy, he would surely be beaten to death. Left with no choice, he had to call out.

"Offer your soul, acknowledge me as your master, and I can spare your life…" Faced with his plea for mercy, Zhang Xuan remained expressionless.

The other party was a Saint realm expert; killing him outright would certainly cause a huge commotion and great trouble. However, he couldn't just let him go either. After much thought, the only option was to make him submit. If he submitted and obeyed, he wouldn't reveal secrets, and Zhang Xuan would effectively have a Saint realm expert as his subordinate. There would be no need to always rely on the puppets. The puppets were his ultimate trump card; it was best not to use them unless necessary. Otherwise, if powerful cultivators became covetous, even he wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Acknowledge you as master?" The Spirit Material Pavilion Master was stunned. Offering one's soul to acknowledge a master was a technique only used in beast taming. If humans wanted to tame other humans, they needed an extremely profound understanding of the soul. Among many professions, only a Soul Oracle could achieve this. For this guy to demand such a thing, could he be a Soul Oracle? Wasn't this profession extinct?

"Keep hitting him until he's dead…" Just as he was filled with hesitation, unsure what to do, he heard the young man in front of him continue.

"Wait…" Seeing the many puppets charging at him menacingly again, the Spirit Material Pavilion Master quickly waved his hand. It was just acknowledging a master; as long as he could live, anything was fine. He had been a bandit before and knew the preciousness of life. Things like dignity were worthless compared to life itself. If it weren't for his lack of concern for a Saint realm expert's dignity, how could he have indulged his subordinates in seizing anything valuable they saw? How could he have amassed wealth so wildly?

"I… acknowledge you as master!" Knowing that he would surely die there today if he didn't acknowledge him, the Pavilion Master gritted his teeth and spoke. After saying that, his soul stirred, splitting off a small part of his spirit. He then felt a huge force pulling at it, drawing it in, and it entered the young man's glabella.

Having reached the Saint realm, he already had control over his soul, so splitting off a small portion was quite easy to accomplish.

"So strong…" As his spirit entered the other's glabella, he immediately saw a soul as vast as a giant, standing before him, radiating light. His face paled; he was startled. This soul was immeasurably larger than his own, even as a Saint. In other words, in terms of soul body size alone, he was far, far behind. The other was a giant, while he was merely an underdeveloped child!

"Could it be… truly a Soul Oracle? But even a Soul Oracle wouldn't be this powerful…" His body trembled. Although he had never seen a Soul Oracle, he had read historical records and knew they weren't much stronger than ordinary cultivators. Yet, this one completely transcended any conceivable limit… How on earth did he cultivate? Where did this monstrous anomaly come from?

In his shock, his soul merged with the other's spirit. The Pavilion Master knew that with a single thought from the other, he could easily be killed. Daring not to speak another word, he stood up, bowed respectfully, and said, "Master!"

"Hmm, call me Young Master!" Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction. Mo Hunsheng had acknowledged him as master before, so he had experience and knew the method of acknowledgment. Repeating it was thus simple.

"Yes, Young Master!" The Pavilion Master quickly nodded.

Knowing that he could no longer resist, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and put the ruthless one and the many Otherworldly Demon puppets back into his ring.

"What's your name?" After doing this, Zhang Xuan looked over.

"Your subordinate, Wei Changfeng!" the Spirit Material Pavilion Master replied.

"Changfeng Po Lang (Long Wind Breaking Waves)… a good name. Alright, I'll call you Xiao Feng!" Zhang Xuan nodded. Since he was now a subordinate, he needed a proper name; he couldn't keep calling him 'Pavilion Master'!

"Yes!" Wei Changfeng quickly nodded.

"As for what happened today, keep your mouth shut and don't let it spread outside!" Zhang Xuan instructed.

"Don't worry, Young Master, I wouldn't say a word even if you beat me to death!" Wei Changfeng quickly nodded. A Bridge Heaven realm cultivator casually throwing out more than twenty Saint realm puppets… who would believe it even if he did tell?

"Hmm, do you know why I came to cause trouble for your Spirit Material Pavilion?" After giving his instructions and knowing the other wouldn't blab, Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"Your subordinate does not know!" Wei Changfeng replied, puzzled.

"It's simple. Your Spirit Material Pavilion coveted my treasures! These guys are your subordinates, aren't they?" With a grab of his hand, the roof of the Spirit Material Pavilion opened. A Violet-winged Heavenly Fiend Beast flew in, then dropped four half-dead individuals.

Seeing these people, Wei Changfeng's face twitched. "Yes!"

"They ambushed my subordinate and student, and I beat them into this state. You handle them as you see fit!" Zhang Xuan waved his hand. "Also, deal with this Spirit Material Pavilion as soon as possible and come serve me. Don't worry, if you serve me well, I'll guide you to breakthroughs and help your cultivation advance even further!"

"Yes!" Wei Changfeng quickly nodded. As a subordinate, whatever the master said, went. There was nothing he could do. As for the other party saying he would guide him, he didn't believe it. A Bridge Heaven realm cultivator was, at most, a 5-star renowned master. Guide a Saint realm expert in cultivation? What a joke!

"What, you don't believe me?" Zhang Xuan chuckled softly, seemingly having seen through his thoughts.

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!" Wei Changfeng quickly said.

"You opened the Spirit Material Pavilion, even resorting to seizing treasures. If I'm not mistaken, you're trying to save someone, aren't you?" Zhang Xuan looked at him calmly.

"Young Master… how did you know?" Wei Changfeng's pupils contracted.