Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"fart!"

"You said it yourself, he has a strong will, so he is naturally the most suitable to be my disciple! As long as he is trained by me, he will surely become an outstanding master of mind control in the future!"

Elder Xuanwu, not to be outdone, argued loudly once again.

"Nothing else matters, whoever gets him is his!"

Elder Qinglong waved his hand impatiently, too lazy to argue any further, and left without looking back.

Elder Xuanwu, who was usually a man of few words, gritted his teeth, his face full of anxiety and anger, but for the time being he had no better solution.

...

In the dead of night.

Just as Duan Zhengchun was about to rest, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"I am Elder Xuanwu..."

Soon, Elder Xuanwu's voice came from outside the door.

"Is there something you need, senior?"

Duan Zhengchun glanced at Wanyan Ping and Cheng Ying in the quilt, frowned and asked.

"I can't sleep at night, and I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you."

"You're not sleepy yet, are you?"

Elder Xuanwu asked in a low voice.

Duan Zhengchun pondered for a moment, then helplessly shrugged at Wanyan Ping and Cheng Ying, who were already prepared. He got dressed, opened the door, and slipped out of the room.

"Why did you come out? We could have just chatted in your room."

Elder Xuanwu peeked through the crack in the door and hesitated before speaking.

"It's not very convenient, let's find another place."

Duan Zhengchun refused outright and walked straight out.

"Very well, then let's go to my place!"

Elder Xuanwu glanced at the tightly closed door and instantly understood what was going on. He then looked around warily, pulled Duan Zhengchun to the other side, and in a flash, they appeared in a huge alchemy room.

Duan Zhengchun was stunned for a moment, staring in astonishment at the alchemy furnace and the dazzling array of pills not far away, his shock lingering for a long time.

He hadn't expected that Elder Xuanwu's cultivation level had reached the point where he could travel at will!

"sit."

Elder Xuanwu glanced at Duan Zhengchun, whose face was full of surprise, and a smug look of triumph flashed in his eyes. He invited Duan Zhengchun to sit down and personally poured him tea.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then slowly sat down opposite Elder Xuanwu and tentatively asked, "Senior, is there something you need to discuss with me here so late at night?"

Elder Xuanwu smiled, raised his hand in a gesture, and said with a smile, "Have some tea first, no rush, no rush."

Duan Zhengchun frowned, said nothing more, and picked up his teacup to sip.

He had already guessed that Elder Xuanwu's purpose was to recruit him into the Heavenly Gate. In recent days, he had witnessed many such methods.

"It seems your internal injuries have fully healed, which puts my mind at ease."

"However, if you are willing to cultivate, you will no longer suffer this kind of internal injury when fighting against other cultivators in the future. Moreover, as long as your cultivation level is high enough, no one can easily harm you!"

"How about it? Would you like to consider joining the Heavenly Gate? If you're willing, I will personally teach you the methods of cultivation, and I'm willing to pass on all my knowledge and skills to you!"

Elder Xuanwu looked at Duan Zhengchun with a serious expression and said decisively.

"I appreciate your kind intentions, senior."

However, Duan Zhengchun shook his head, expressing his refusal once again.

Upon hearing this, Elder Xuanwu couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment. He reluctantly put down his teacup and then suddenly stared straight at Duan Zhengchun, an invisible pressure bursting forth instantly!

Upon feeling this invisible pressure, Duan Zhengchun's expression changed slightly, and his right hand, which was holding a teacup in mid-air, suddenly became unable to move!

Not only that, but soon his entire body became immobile, as if a thousand pounds of force were pressing down on him, almost crushing him!

"senior..."

"What...does this mean?!"

Duan Zhengchun looked coldly at Elder Xuanwu, his body trembling as he asked, cold sweat already beading on his forehead.

"This is the power of a Mind Master!"

"As long as you're willing to join Tianmen, I'll give you everything!"

Elder Xuanwu looked intently at Duan Zhengchun, sipping his tea as he continued to persuade him.

"What if...I...don't agree?!"

Duan Zhengchun glared at Elder Xuanwu and spoke haltingly.

As he spoke, he struggled against the invisible pressure, sweat beading on his forehead and his face turning bright red!

The full teacup remained suspended in mid-air, refusing to yield an inch! The tea inside trembled incessantly, yet not a single drop spilled!

He had learned the Soul Transfer Technique, though he was not as capable as the Nian Master, but tracing back to the source, it was probably the same principle!

Elder Xuanwu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly increased his mental power!

Duan Zhengchun staggered, and his right hand, which he had been holding up, finally slammed to the ground, shattering the teacup in his hand. He collapsed to the ground like a toad!

"Still won't agree?!"

Elder Xuanwu frowned as he looked at Duan Zhengchun, who was crushed under the weight, and asked.

"I...don't...want...to...do...!"

Duan Zhengchun gritted his teeth and spat out four words. Then, he struggled to sit up again, his eyes turning bloodshot and veins bulging. Blood even seeped from his nostrils!

Seeing this, Elder Xuanwu was stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew his power and sighed helplessly.

As the invisible pressure disappeared, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but brace himself with his hands on the ground and gasp for breath.

"Are all the people of Tianmen so fond of forcing others to do things they don't want to do?!"

After recovering a little, Duan Zhengchun slowly straightened up and asked expressionlessly.

Elder Xuanwu glanced helplessly at Duan Zhengchun, waved his hand and said, "You may leave... It was my fault."

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Xuanwu flicked his finger, and a medicine bottle appeared out of thin air, landing steadily in front of Duan Zhengchun.

"The bottle contains a miraculous healing elixir. After taking it, you will be fine and it will also enhance your skills."

"I will not force you anymore."

Elder Xuanwu shook his head, said something, and turned his back to the door, his brows furrowed with struggle and disappointment.

Duan Zhengchun said nothing more, picked up the medicine on the ground, and got up to leave the alchemy room.

Elder Xuanwu slowly turned around, looked at Duan Zhengchun disappearing into the night, sighed helplessly, and said in a deep voice, "Have you seen enough?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Qinglong walked slowly in through the door with a smile on his face.

He had been there for a long time and had witnessed the entire process of Duan Zhengchun and Master Xuanwu's mental power resisting each other.

"I told you long ago, this kid will definitely become a grandmaster someday! He's a cultivation prodigy!"

"Letting him go like this would be a terrible waste!"

Elder Qinglong stood with his hands behind his back and said with emotion.

"I've tried everything, but he just won't get it and won't agree no matter what. What else can I do?!"

"As long as you can convince him, even if he goes with you instead of me, I will have no complaints!"

Elder Xuanwu looked at Elder Qinglong seriously and took the initiative to make concessions.

Elder Qinglong frowned slightly and fell silent for a moment, because he had no better solution.

...

The next morning.

in the hall.

"Sect Master, we've tried almost every method we could think of, but this kid just won't agree. We're at our wits' end."

Elder Qinglong looked at the Heavenly Gate Master with a bitter expression and said helplessly.

"Yeah, that kid would rather fight me to the death than agree!"

Elder Xuanwu echoed with a bitter face.

"You just said that he could actually contend with your psychic power?!"

"How much effort did you use last night?!"

The Heavenly Gate Master looked at Elder Xuanwu with a solemn expression and pressed him for an answer.

"Thirty percent..."

Elder Xuanwu paused for a moment before slowly replying.

“30%?!”

Upon hearing this, Elder Qinglong was the first to widen his eyes. Although he had witnessed the whole process last night, he did not know that Elder Xuanwu had actually used 30% of his mental power.

"A mere martial artist can actually withstand thirty percent of your mental power! He's simply a genius!"

The Heavenly Gate Master's expression was solemn, but he couldn't help but praise him.

"Therefore, we must not let him leave the mountain easily under any circumstances. His injuries have healed, and he may leave at any time."

Elder Qinglong said somewhat anxiously.

The Heavenly Gate Master frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

The two elders, Azure Dragon and Black Tortoise, paced anxiously back and forth, seemingly having already decided on this disciple...