230: Thoughts of Taking a Disciple, an Argument!
Duan Long was left dazed by the question.
He subconsciously looked at Su Ningyu.
"This was all Junior Su's idea. My role was just providing a suitable Silkworm Baby beast."
Zhang Hengyu also spoke honestly.
"Officer Duan Xing and I only provided the raised Silkworm Baby.
The entire evolution plan, including the selection of Materials, the preparation of the Evolution Fluid, and the guidance process, was all handled by Junior Su alone."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone's gaze shifted toward Su Ningyu in unison.
Su Ningyu was standing by the experimental table, Little Bell floating on his shoulder, and Coal Ball crouching at his feet absorbing moonlight dew.
He was still holding a petri dish.
Inside were some material residues that hadn't been cleared away in time.
Being stared at by over a dozen Advanced Breeders at once, Su Ningyu's expression didn't change.
"Just good luck," he said.
Yan Qiuhua's mouth twitched.
Good luck?
Good luck could let a Silkworm Baby undergo a cross-sequence evolution into a Dragon?
Then hadn't they old fogies lived all these years in vain?
He also wanted to have such good luck.
Thinking of who Su Ningyu was, Yan Qiuhua was stunned.
On the other side, Xiao Yixun wasn't looking at the Fire Dragon Insect; his gaze fell upon Coal Ball at Su Ningyu's feet.
That black Nekomata was lazily swaying its two tails, its body enveloped in a faint silver-white halo.
Xiao Yixun could feel it.
The energy fluctuations contained within the halo of this beast were not inferior to those of ordinary beasts.
It carried an indefinable hint of... danger.
Chi Wansheng also noticed Coal Ball.
He pushed up his glasses, looking thoughtful.
"Su Ningyu,"
Xiao Yixun spoke, his voice not loud but clear, "Is this Two-tailed Cat also raised by you?"
Su Ningyu looked down at Coal Ball and nodded.
"Its scientific name is Flash Spirit Nekomata!"
"Is it about to evolve?" Chi Wansheng asked.
"Yeah, the Materials have mostly been collected."
Yan Qiuhua finally withdrew his gaze from the Fire Dragon Insect and looked at Su Ningyu.
This youth was much younger than he had imagined.
The new sequence for the Sunlight Flower was already one of the most brilliant achievements of the Dongjun Breeders Association this year.
And now, he had produced a cross-sequence evolution from insect to Dragon?
"Your name is Su Ningyu?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Are you interested in coming to Xiling? Resources, equipment, teams—whatever you want, we can discuss it."
"Hey!"
Several Breeders from East County immediately bristled, "Yan Qiuhua, what do you mean? Poaching someone right in front of us?"
"I'm just asking."
Su Ningyu smiled and didn't respond.
In the laboratory, the noise rose again.
Meanwhile, the Fire Dragon Insect lay in the corner, its golden vertical pupils lazily scanning the noisy group of humans. It let out a yawn and spat out a small string of sparks.
With the successful breeding of the Fire Dragon Insect, Su Ningyu once again left everyone present in awe.
Xiao Yixun forgot to lower his hand from stroking his beard, leaving his mouth half-open. His gaze moved back and forth between Su Ningyu and the Fire Dragon Insect several times before finally turning into a long "Good!"
He turned to look at Yan Qiuhua, his tone carrying undisguised pride.
"How about it, Yan Qiuhua? Our East County still has such gifted Breeders, doesn't it?
How does he compare to those Xiling Geniuses you were bragging about before?
Su Ningyu is still just a high school student.
A high school student! Do you understand the value of that?
Think about what you were doing in high school?
I bet you were still playing with mud!"
Yan Qiuhua's face turned slightly pale, but Xiao Yixun had no intention of stopping.
"Now add this one—" He suddenly paused and looked at Su Ningyu.
"Fire Dragon Insect," Su Ningyu said.
"Fire Dragon Insect!" Xiao Yixun slapped his thigh, his voice rising a few more notches. "With the Sunlight Flower plus the Fire Dragon Insect, Su Ningyu alone has bred two new types of cross-sequence evolution beasts!
Two!
How many has your Xiling produced in total over the last few years?
Yan Qiuhua, why don't you count them on your fingers?"
He paused, as if remembering an even more exciting topic.
"By the way, at the Breeder Exchange Conference held in your Xiling—the one where you heavily promoted the Flame Armor Battle Dog—Su Ningyu was originally going to attend. If not for the Starship incident and those lunatics from the Truth Society causing trouble, he would have gone. Otherwise, with the Sunlight Flower Su Ningyu bred, he definitely could have ground your pride and joy, the Flame Armor Battle Dog, into the dirt!"
Yan Qiuhua's face had turned from pale to dark.
He ignored Xiao Yixun.
He turned around, walked up to Su Ningyu, put his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly, and stared at Su Ningyu for a long while with those cloudy yet sharp eyes.
Then he spoke.
"Su Ningyu."
His voice wasn't loud, but every word was articulated clearly. "Do you want to take me as your master? I will pass on all the knowledge of my entire life to you."
The laboratory instantly fell silent.
Duan Long's grip on the Fire Dragon Insect tightened, causing it to let out a dissatisfied whimper in its sleep.
Zhang Hengyu was recording data, and his pen tip drew a long ink streak across the paper.
The other Breeders who were still observing the Fire Dragon Insect all looked up at the same time, their gazes darting rapidly between Yan Qiuhua and Xiao Yixun, their faces written with the expression of "this is going to be a good show."
Xiao Yixun's face turned completely black.
"You old geezer!"
He strode over and blocked Su Ningyu, his finger almost poking Yan Qiuhua's nose. "Stealing people on our East County's turf? Have I given you too much face?!"
"Stealing?"
Yan Qiuhua snorted coldly, remaining motionless.
"What do you mean'stealing'? I am simply cherishing talent. You're unwilling to take a disciple yourself, and yet you won't let others? Talent like Su Ningyu's is a waste in your East County.
Come to Xiling. I have better resources, more Advanced equipment, more—"
"More what?!"
Xiao Yixun interrupted him. "What does your Xiling have? A few flying pigs?! I'm telling you, even I haven't asked Little Su to take me as a master. How thick is your skin to just come up and ask him?"
"That's because you don't dare!"
Yan Qiuhua's voice also rose. "You're afraid you can't teach him and will ruin his future!"
"You're full of—"
"Ahem!"
Chi Wansheng coughed at the right time.
Xiao Yixun swallowed the word that was already at the tip of his tongue, but his face had turned the color of a pig's liver. The two old men, whose combined ages were nearly two hundred, stood facing each other like two fighting roosters, neither willing to yield an inch.
"You're shameless!" Xiao Yixun said.
"I call this striking first!" Yan Qiuhua said.
"You old geezer!"
"You old fossil!"
Su Ningyu stood to the side, watching this scene, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He remembered the first time he met Xiao Yixun. The highly respected President of the Dongjun Breeders Association sat upright with a composed aura, possessing the Grandmaster style of remaining unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
At this moment, that Grandmaster was rolling up his sleeves, preparing for a "warm and friendly" physical exchange with his colleague from Xiling.
He turned to look at Zhang Hengyu.
Zhang Hengyu was buried in recording data, not even lifting his head.
He looked at Duan Long again.
Duan Long was feeding the Fire Dragon Insect.
The picture of a "good baby, eat your fill."
He then looked at the other Breeders.
Some were discussing the scale structure of the Fire Dragon Insect, some were analyzing its energy fluctuation characteristics, and some were already drawing evolution path diagrams in their notebooks.
Not a single person went to break up the fight.
Regarding the brawl between the two old children.
They were completely indifferent.
Su Ningyu:...