"Master, how are you?"
Seeing the old Taoist spitting blood, Paul instantly panicked. This was a big figure. If the old Taoist really fell here, Paul wouldn't be able to make it up with ten lives.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me."
After a moment, the old Taoist took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. Soon after, his face turned rosy.
"I didn't expect it to be the martial will. I couldn't afford to mess with it."
The old Taoist couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Cecilia, "I suddenly envy your daughter a bit now."
Envy?
Could it be because of that drop of blood?
How could a single drop of blood have such great power? Mason and Paul couldn't figure it out.
The old Taoist beside them quickly provided an explanation.
"The martial will is something unique to martial arts practitioners. It's very rare."
"Actually, even if I explain, you probably won't understand. You could just think of it as an extremely powerful existence."
Powerful?
Mason couldn't help but ask, "Is it so powerful that it could ignore firearms?"
Living in a modern society, the most intuitive form of power to him was the power of firearms.
Firearms?
The old Taoist chuckled and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Let me put it this way, when it comes to the owner of that drop of blood, unless you use nuclear weapons to bomb him, almost no firearms could take his life."
"Of course, it's not that he could withstand heavy weapons. It's just that these weapons couldn't hit him at all."
Upon hearing this, Mason realized what kind of existence he had invited. Only nuclear weapons could kill him. Wasn't this a walking human nuclear bomb?
"You could rest assured now. With that drop of blood, almost no evil things will dare to provoke her, and even some cultivators won't dare to provoke her."
The old Taoist suddenly felt a bit of a headache. He originally wanted to bring a spirit child back with him, but he found that this spirit child already had the mark of a mysterious big shot. Whether to accept her became a problem.
If he didn't accept her, it would be a pity. She was a fine jade, and with good luck, she could become a spokesperson for his sect in the future.
If he accepted her, what if that big shot got angry? He was afraid that even his sect might not be able to suppress him.
"Master, you seem to be struggling with something?"
Seeing the old Taoist's strange expression, Mason asked.
"Hmm, I'm struggling with whether to accept your daughter as my disciple or not."
The old Taoist answered honestly.
"Of course you should accept her. Didn't you say she's exceptionally talented?"
Although the old Taoist made the martial will sound mystical, it couldn't compete with the ready-made support of his sect.
If his daughter really went with him, then Mason could relax in the future.
"But if I accept her, I'm afraid I'll offend that person."
The old Taoist voiced his dilemma.
Hearing this, Mason chuckled. He thought it was some other problem. This kind of thing could be resolved with a phone call. After all, Mason roughly understood Jett's personality and didn't think he would get angry over this.
"I'll handle it."
Mason picked up the phone and dialed the number on the business card.
On the other side, Jett had just finished looking at a house and suddenly received a call from Mason.
"Hello, is something wrong with your daughter again?"
Jett didn't know the situation and thought something had happened.
"No, it's just that a master wants to accept my daughter as his disciple. He asked me to ask for your opinion."
Upon hearing this, Jett was stunned. What did the recruitment of disciples have to do with him? For him, it was just a transaction and didn't involve any other issues.
"You could decide for yourself. I'm busy here. I'll hang up now."
Hearing the beep on the phone, Mason was stunned. He thought to himself, no wonder he's a big shot. He hangs up so decisively without even giving him a chance to be polite.
"How was it?"
The old Taoist's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard by the other party.
"He said I could decide for myself. You could accept my daughter as your disciple."
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist let out a sigh of relief. It was good that nothing was wrong. If he really offended that person, he would have to prepare to run away.
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On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Jett directly took a car to his accommodation and paid a month's rent to move in.
He had deliberately chosen a well-equipped place. Although it was a bit expensive, it had everything.
He asked Bianca to pack up while he opened his computer and started to select his next target.
Although the paid seemed like a lot, it actually wasn't enough.
He had discovered that as the level of martial arts increased, the amount of food required also increased. Eventually, learning a martial art might require consuming hundreds or even thousands of pounds of food. At that time, he would need some high-energy foods.
Things like ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum, and they had to be high-quality ones. These things were generally very precious, and each one was not cheap. They could easily cost hundreds of thousands or even millions. Therefore, he couldn't stop earning money.
After finding the relevant posts, Jett specifically listed all the posts in the Vaauco District.
At a glance, he found that there were many new posts in the Vaauco District, and many of them were of higher difficulty.
For example, there was a post where an archaeological team wanted to explore an ancient tomb and was worried about supernatural events happening, so they hoped to recruit a few fearless folk experts.
As for why they said fearless, it was because apart from supernatural events, entering a tomb, especially a large one, was inherently extremely dangerous. Coupled with supernatural events, once something went wrong, it was almost impossible to escape.
Apart from these, there were also some other miscellaneous posts.
Some said that someone played a game of summoning spirits but ended up attracting a ghost that they couldn't get rid of. They hoped for an expert to save them.
There was also a post about a terrifying wild animal appearing in a wilderness, and dozens of people had already been killed or injured. They hoped for someone to eliminate the wild animal.
Because there were many posts, Jett deliberately planned the most suitable action plan for him.
He first took out a map of the Vaauco District.
Then, for each post he read, he marked the location on the map. After marking them all, he planned a route to connect all the supernatural events.
This way, it was time-saving and efficient.
While recording and planning, it took Jett about two hours to complete this task.
"Sir, it's time for dinner."
It was only when Bianca pushed the door open and called him that Jett came back to his senses.
"You eat first."
Jett sat at the dining table and held his index finger out to Bianca.
Bianca's pretty face turned red, and she habitually lowered her head to suck on his finger, starting to absorb the black mist.
Soon, a wisp of black mist emerged, and Bianca showed a pleased expression. Then she continued to suck on it.
"Could you absorb the second wisp of black mist?"
Jett looked at Bianca with surprise.
Bianca blushed and nodded. After absorbing the second wisp of black mist, she replied, "Recently, I've felt that my appetite has increased. I seem to be close to a breakthrough, so I'm absorbing more."
"You're about to break through?"
Jett showed an expression of relief like an old father. The black mist wasn't wasted, and the initial cultivation was successful.
When Bianca became stronger, she could help him more.
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