Chapter 612: Taking in a Disciple (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Cheng Mobai blackened his face, "What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning of what I said." Wang Weixing said with a neither humble nor haughty tone.

"Surname Wang, are you jealous that I have such a super talented disciple?!" Cheng Mobai said cruelly.

Wang Weixing hissed and said, "Actually, I don't want to let a genius be buried under your hand. Therefore, I hope to accept him as my disciple."

Cheng Mobai popped out his eyes, looking furious, "How dare you! Surname Wang. You incredibly want to poach my disciple!"

Wang Weixing looked at Cheng Mobai, righteously saying, "Don't say that! I cherish talents, so I don't want to see him wasted."

Cheng Mobai gnashed his teeth to look at Wang Weixing, "You bastard, you even find yourself such a righteous excuse! Good for you!

Wang Weixing smiled with indifference and said, "Senior brother, I am serious. Just look at those people under your hand. Who can live for a month? It would be a great deal of fun for such a prodigy who may get blown to death working for you."

Cheng Mobai's face rose red, "you talking nonsense, even if you accept him as a disciple, what can you teach him?"

"I think I can tell him a lot on the magic weapon refining." Wang Weixing said earnestly.

Cheng Mobai disapproved, "Hum, with your little cultivation, how can you compare with me? What future does he have following you? He is going to follow me to refine divine magic weapons!"

Wang Weixing looked at Cheng Mobai, smiling faintly, "You know, over the years, which point do I admire you most?"

Cheng Mobai gave a snort, "How would I know? I think every part of me is worth your admiration."

Mo Fei lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Wang Weixing took a deep breath and spoke profoundly and sincerely, "What I admire you most is your self-confidence. Senior brother, you are so confident that you don't know what shame is!"

Cheng Mobai blackened his face, and threw his dagger eyes at Wang Weixing, "What did you say, you a damn bastard?"

Wang Weixing looked at Cheng Mobai, "You already did it, but I can't say it?"

The face of Dongfang Ling changed, "Retreat!"

Mo Fei gave Dongfang Ling a confused look, while Dongfang Ling looked like confronting a formidable enemy.

Dongfang Ling pulled Mo Fei to leave, right after they left, a big fight was heard.

Mo Fei saw those two having a heated fight, falling in a trance.

The people around Cheng Mobai before backed up, standing on the side to watch the fun.

Mo Fei looked at Cheng Mobai and Wang Weixing, which gave him a headache, "Shishu, you just let them fight?"

Dongfang Ling glanced at Mo Fei, wearing half a smile, "What? You want to stop the fight?"

Mo Fei awkwardly smiled and said, "Shishu, you must be kidding. How would I have that ability?"

Dongfang Ling looked at the direction of Cheng Mobai and Wang Weixing and frowned, "When these two fight, only my father can stop it. But if we leave them alone, after they get tired, they'd also stop."

Mo Fei, "..." Is this what we call inaction?

It was flames all over the sky when Cheng Mobai threw attacks, the sky was reflected into a red color. Wang Weixing may be said to be super rich. He threw those medium magic weapons like throwing beans which exploded in the air. Being exploded with so many magic weapons, Cheng Mobai got devastated.

Mo Fei looked at this scene, feeling flesh-cutting pains. If those medium magic weapons could be sold, it is a large sum of star crystals!

Different people different lives! Cheng Mobai and Wang Weixing got both obsessed with magic weapon refining, but Cheng Mobai had bad craft, in order to get some materials, he had to steal, while Wang Weixing had good craft and could earn a lot of money. Whatever materials he wanted, with an order, people would line up to send them to him. That's the gap! A huge gap!

Cheng Mobai and Wang Weixing landed on the groun,. Mo Fei narrowed his eyes, in his opinion, Cheng Mobai's strength should be stronger than Wang Weixing, but with the money-piling magic weapons, Cheng Mobai's little advantage got totally counteracted.

"What can you do besides exploding your magic weapons?" Cheng Mobai wore gray face, full of anger.

Wang Weixing said disapprovingly, "I refined them. I can use them as I want. Senior brother, if you want to self-explode your own magic weapons to attack me, I wouldn't mind."

Cheng Mobai, "..."

Wang Weixing ignored Cheng Mobai, turned to Mo Fei, "Are you willing to take me as your disciple?"

Mo Fei, "......" That's you two's personal hatred. Why drag me into this???

"Bastard! That's my disciple." Cheng Mobai howled loudly.

Mo Fei looked at Wang Weixing and then at Cheng Mobai. He turned to Wang Weixing respectfully and said, "I have already taken elder Cheng as my shifu."

Wang Weixing looked at Mo Fei with some surprise and said, "Are you sure? If you follow me, I can guarantee that in three years' time, you will be trained to be an intermediate refiner. You follow the old man, and you may be ruined for a whole life."

Cheng Mobai gnashed his teeth to look at Wang Weixing, "You silly old man, what are you talking about? What do you mean by saying his whole life would ruined if he follows me?"

Mo Fei raised his head and struggled to look at Wang Weixing, saying, "I am willing to follow elder Cheng."

Cheng Mobai's face showed a bright smile, "Surname Wang, get out of here. My disciple is not that easy to be poached!"

Wang Weixing smiled weakly and looked at Mo Fei significantly, saying, "I hope you won't regret your choice."

Mo Fei, "..."

At the moment, Cheng Mobai's hair was at a mess, part of which was charred black, a pair of eyes glittering, mouth full of a complacent smile. Looking from any angle, Mo Fei felt that Cheng Mobai was kind of obscene.

Cheng Mobai was gratified to look at Mo Fei, "Very good, very good, if you follow me, it's absolutely a right choice. But if you follow that dignified thing, nah!" Cheng Mobai looked at the back of Wang Weixing, full of disgust.

Mo Fei gave a hollow laugh and said, "What you said is true, elder."

Cheng Mobai looked at Mo Fei, saying with some displeasure, "Still call me elder?"

Mo Fei smiled awkwardly and said, "Master shifu."

Cheng Mobai patted on Mo Fei's shoulder, "Being my disciple, you will certainly have a promising future. In three years you'll become a quality refiner."

Mo Fei, "..." Mo Fei's heart is in dark. Originally he thought that after going through three months, he can escape out of here, now he had become Cheng Mobai's disciple, oh, he would be probably destined to die young!