I have Sharingan in another world

The fat man in front of him slowly stood up, looking rather simple and honest, and said with a smile, "Master, it was the old swordsman Qingfeng who sent me to find you."

Zhou Shu was completely bewildered. There were actually people who wanted to take on disciples? Besides, if Qingfeng Sword Immortal had disciples, he could just take them on himself. Why would he ask someone to come and acknowledge him as their master? What could he possibly teach them?

“But I’m only at the peak of the fifth rank. What can I teach you? Where did you meet the Azure Edge Sword Immortal?” Zhou Shu asked. He hadn’t seen him for a long time since he came to the academy. Although the Azure Edge Sword Immortal was unwilling to admit that he was his disciple, Zhou Shu had always regarded him as an elder.

The fat man, with a "don't pretend" look on his face, said, "Master, I met the Sword Immortal Qingfeng in Qingye City. He saved my life and I begged him to take me as his disciple. But he said he didn't have time to teach me swordsmanship, so he told me to come here and recognize you as my master."

“No, do you know what skills someone has if you choose them as your teacher? If your teacher isn’t good enough, your life will be ruined.” Zhou Shu patiently persuaded him, “Look at me, I’m not much older than you, I really can’t teach you anything.”

Hearing Zhou Shu's words, the fat man said with admiration, "Master, I really didn't expect you to be so humble. Even the number one expert on the Spirit Pattern Continent acknowledges your level. You're definitely more than capable of teaching me."

I didn't expect this fat man to be so difficult. He coughed and said with difficulty, "It's like this, since you want to become my disciple, I need to see your aptitude. If you don't meet the requirements, I naturally cannot accept you as my disciple."

The fat man respectfully said, "Master, my name is Wang Qianshi. The Azure Edge Sword Immortal examined my physique and said I was born to learn swordsmanship. This is a letter he gave to you, Master." After saying this, Wang Qianshi took out a letter from his backpack and handed it to Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu took the letter, opened it, and his face darkened instantly after glancing at it.

Wang Qianshi was indeed saved by the Sword Immortal Qingfeng, who also sent him to become his disciple. However, this fat man had absolutely no talent for swordsmanship. He had only promised his elders that he would teach him swordsmanship. Having no other choice, they resorted to this tactic of sending him to Zhou Shu.

After reading the letter, Zhou Shu sighed. After all, it was a request from the Azure Edge Sword Immortal. Zhou Shu looked at Wang Qianshi and pondered, "Then I will take you as my disciple. You will live here from today onwards. Have you awakened your bloodline?"

When asked about awakening his bloodline, Wang Qianshi blushed slightly: "I have awakened it; it's a latent bloodline. I'm currently at the seventh rank."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shu couldn't help but smile bitterly. When awakening a bloodline, besides success or failure, there was also the latent bloodline that Wang Qianshi mentioned. The latent bloodline was arguably the rarest type among awakeners. Unlike other bloodline awakeners, those with latent bloodlines could also cultivate after awakening, but they lacked the special abilities of other bloodline awakeners.

Those who study bloodlines believe that there are two possibilities for the birth of a latent bloodline: one is that the ancient bloodline in the body cannot be awakened due to the passage of time, and the other is that the bloodline is too powerful. The spiritual energy in the Spirit Pattern Continent is currently thin, causing the power of the bloodline to be hidden deep inside. When the cultivation reaches a certain level, the power of the bloodline will awaken again.

Next, Zhou Shu asked Wang Qianshi some questions about the Azure Edge Sword Immortal. He hadn't seen him for so long and wondered how he was doing.

Zhou Shu learned from Wang Qianshi that the current situation on the mainland is far from as peaceful as it seems. Wang Qianshi was actually the grandson of Wang Batian, the former Grand General of the Tianxing Dynasty. However, this famous general and his entire family were exiled to Qingye City because they offended Situ Qianshan, the current Prime Minister of the Tianxing Dynasty.

Wang Batian and Qingfeng Sword Immortal were once close friends. When Qingfeng Sword Immortal heard that Wang Batian's family had been harmed by villains, he rushed back from the depths of the Lost Land to rescue them. However, he was too late. Apart from Wang Batian and Wang Qianshi, everyone else was scattered by the demonic beasts.

So Wang Batian and the Azure Edge Sword Immortal continued to venture deeper into the Lost Land, seemingly monitoring something. Out of respect for Wang Batian, they introduced Wang Qianshi to Zhou Shu as his disciple.

After listening to Wang Qianshi's explanation, Zhou Shu also felt something was amiss. What was deep within the Lost Land that made the Azure Edge Sword Immortal so nervous, not daring to leave even for a day?

"Alright then, go and tidy up a room yourself. I'll start teaching you swordsmanship tomorrow." Zhou Shu smiled at Wang Qianshi. "Good luck!"

Having experienced the Moon Festival Poetry Gathering, Zhou Shu is now quite famous at Luo Shen Academy. Although Xueyan City is relatively remote, everyone knows that this young man is now the city lord of Xueyan City.

The stage set up for the Mid-Autumn Festival last night was still standing, with tables piled up on it. I wonder what was going on in front of it, making it so lively.

Zhou Shu stepped forward and saw a beautiful and charming young girl looking at him with a huff; it was naturally Ye Muling.

"People have been waiting for you here for half an hour. Today is the Spirit Pattern Master Conference, you haven't forgotten, have you?" Ye Muling pouted at Zhou Shu.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shu slapped his forehead and laughed somewhat awkwardly, "Uh, how could I forget..."

Ye Muling grabbed Zhou Shu's sleeve and headed towards the stage: "Hurry up, the registration for one group of contestants is about to end, and the second group won't be able to compete until the afternoon. I'm already a beginner-level spirit pattern master, so I can't participate in the first spirit pattern master competition."

"But I don't know how to make spirit runes either!" Zhou Shu said with a helpless smile.

"How is that possible?" Ye Muling looked incredulous. Could someone create the [Nine Dragons Demon Suppressing Pattern] in the library that day without any tools?

Seeing Ye Muling's doubtful gaze, Zhou Shu felt a little helpless. He really didn't know how to make spirit runes!

At this moment, Ming Xinghui saw Ye Muling there and called out, "Junior Sister Muling, I've finally found you! The competition is about to start, are you ready?"

Seeing Zhou Shu next to Ye Muling, she snorted coldly: "What are you doing here!"

"What he's doing here is none of your business." Zhou Shu didn't speak, but Ye Muling did: "He's my friend, so please be more polite."

Clearly, Ye Muling didn't have a good impression of Ming Xinghui.

Seeing that Zhou Shu still hadn't signed up, Ye Muling became anxious: "Hurry up and sign up!"

"You're here to participate in the Spirit Pattern Master Conference? You're simply overestimating yourself," Mingxing Hui mocked again.

Hearing Ming Xinghui's repeated sarcasm, Zhou Shu, who was not in a good mood to begin with, said, "Mu Ling, where did this noisy fly come from? Take me to register, let me see this so-called Spirit Pattern Master Conference."

"Hmm!" Ye Muling was also a little excited when she heard that Zhou Shu was willing to participate in the Spirit Pattern Master Conference. She really wanted to see what level Zhou Shu was at.

Seeing that the two of them were treating him like he was invisible, Mingxing Hui glared at Zhou Shu and turned to leave.