Chapter 65: Taking a Master

"Kid, do you know who you are facing?" Babata ground her sharp little fangs, glaring fiercely at Luo Feng as if she wanted to swallow him whole in a single bite.

Luo Feng opened his mouth. He naturally knew Babata's identity, but in the end, he chose to remain silent.

Judging by the personality the entity displayed, this intelligent life form, who possessed the appearance of an exquisitely cute demon child and had lived for tens of millions of years, lacked the worldly and mature composure he expected. Instead, Babata gave Luo Feng a rather... childish impression.

It was not a childishness in actions, but a youthful, "childish" state of mind. To put it more clearly, Babata seemed entirely untainted by the dull and decrepit mindset that tens of millions of years of long history typically forge; it still retained the lively and innocent mentality of its initial birth.

It was a very wondrous sensation.

"Hmph, listen well, Luo Feng. My name is 'Demon Babata', and I am..." Seeing Luo Feng's silent expression, Babata mistakenly thought he had been frightened into submission. Satisfied, it nodded inwardly and began to introduce its origins.

As Babata spoke, Luo Feng appropriately wore a shocked expression on his face.

Three parts of it were put on, but the other seven parts were genuine, heartfelt expressions. Although Bai Chen usually told Luo Feng stories about the primitive universe—some adapted from the original records, others borrowed from other fictional worlds—Babata's descriptions were obviously much more realistic than Bai Chen's, because these were all events it had personally experienced.

...Bai Chen told Luo Feng stories for two reasons: on one hand, to broaden Luo Feng's horizons and make him yearn more for the universe and powerful beings; on the other hand, Bai Chen sometimes felt bored and simply wanted someone to talk and chat with. Although he had the cat "Neng Duo" accompanying him, along with a group of monsters for his amusement, cultivation, and various experiments, they were, after all, mere pets and incapable of equal communication.

Seeing that Luo Feng was shocked by its words, a flash of triumph crossed Babata's eyes. It then coughed and asked in a serious tone, "Luo Feng, are you willing to take my master as your teacher and become the master of the Falling Mo Star faction? ...Of course, the Falling Mo Star of today has already been destroyed, and everything will require you to start over from scratch."

"I am willing!" Luo Feng said without the slightest hesitation, wearing a solemn expression.

When he received the legacy quest issued by Bai, Luo Feng had already considered the possibility of becoming a disciple. After all, the heritage of an undying-level faction could not possibly be handed over to an outsider to control; one had to become one of their own.

Luo Feng had actually hesitated, because in his heart, he felt that Bai was his true master. Although Bai neither acknowledged nor denied this... would taking another person as a master be considered somewhat disrespectful to Bai?

He had once brought this up to Bai.

However, Bai merely smiled faintly and said indifferently, "Having more masters gives you more paths... Besides, Falling Mo Star was destroyed long ago, and that Huyan Bo has also fallen. To gain all his inheritances and wealth merely in exchange for the title of a disciple—this apprenticeship is well worth it."

"If you feel that taking him as a master isn't sincere enough and feel uneasy about it, then once you have the capability in the future, simply resurrect Huyan Bo. At the cost of his legacy and his remaining wealth, you gain a chance at resurrection... For Huyan Bo, that would be like a pie falling from the sky. If Babata knew about this, there's no telling how grateful it would be to you."

What Bai Chen said was not exaggerated in the slightest. Within the human race, unless one's talent was outrageously heaven-defying or backed by a formidable powerful patron, ordinary individuals generally had to reach the封王 (King) level before they could be resurrected by someone reversing time and space. Furthermore, the time required for such a resurrection could be very long, usually conducted in unified batches.

After being resurrected, one would still owe the clan a massive debt and would have to spend the endless years ahead working for the clan to pay it off.

This was only because the human race was a peak race. If it were any other ordinary or weak race, when their own King-level figures fell, resurrection was out of the question; they would have to expend unimaginable costs to beg a peak powerhouse to step in and reverse time and space. That cost was far greater than the price of resurrecting a fallen human King-level powerhouse.

When King-level powerhouses of many weak or ordinary races fell, they truly perished forever.

"...Very well." Babata gave Luo Feng a deep look. Originally, it had wanted to utter some threatening words to intimidate him—for instance, if he refused to become a disciple, he would have to be eliminated to maintain secrecy.

Since Luo Feng was so sensible and cooperative, there was no need to frighten him.

"Luo Feng, now, follow me to pay respects to my master." Babata took a deep breath, and with a wave of its hand, at the very front of the hall, a transparent crystal coffin slowly rose from beneath the ground.

The crystal coffin was six meters long, four meters wide, and two meters high. The completely transparent crystal coffin exuded a startling chill, causing even Luo Feng—who wore the Black God Set and had cultivated the first stage of the Vajra Indestructible Body—to feel an extreme cold.

"Master..." Babata looked at the three-meter-tall youth inside the crystal coffin, who had two soft antennae on his forehead and a handsome visage, and tears involuntarily fell from its eyes.

"A virtual life form can cry?" Luo Feng was somewhat dazed, but he quickly snapped back to his senses and walked over.

Under Babata's fixed, unblinking gaze, Luo Feng kowtowed heavily three times with utmost solemnity toward the corpse before him.

Although his apprenticeship was largely tied to the quest issued by Bai, even if he excluded Bai's factor, the Duntian Shuttle he had obtained, along with the legacy acquired from the No. 9 ancient civilization ruin, were unquestionably part of the Falling Mo Star heritage. Since he had received favors from the other party and was about to inherit their wealth and legacy, kowtowing a few times was the most normal thing in the world.

It could also be considered a sign of respect for a predecessor.

Toward Huyan Bo, whom he had never met, Luo Feng always regarded him as a predecessor in his heart rather than a master.

"According to what Bai said, as long as one's strength is strong enough, it is possible to resurrect the fallen. When I have the ability, I will resurrect Predecessor Huyan Bo," Luo Feng thought to himself secretly.

"Alright, since you have paid your respects to the master, you are now the master's only personal disciple." Babata's emotions shifted very quickly, a hint of relief flashing deep within its eyes.

Finally, the first step has been taken. Master... I, Babata, will definitely avenge you...

"Next, I will teach you how to cultivate and grow in the master's stead! Although your talent is utter trash, it doesn't matter. With my assistance, while becoming an Undying might be a slim hope, becoming a Sector Lord or Domain Lord will be quite effortless," Babata said calmly, its tone arrogant.

For a genius from an indigenous planet, it truly possessed the capital and confidence to utter those words!

"Come, let me give you a storage item first." Babata casually tossed one out, and a silver streak of light flew across the air.