Ghost Emperor Becomes God

"Ah!" Dean Huang suddenly shouted, "I know, I know! It must be like this, it must be like this!" He danced with joy.

Cen Gan looked at the crazy dean and didn't know what to say. The people around him were not surprised by the principal's behavior. They looked calm and even kept making faces at Cen Gan, showing some sympathy.

Cen Gan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that I met a pervert?

Dean Huang pulled Cen Gan and ran into the school, leaving Xiaofeng standing there at a loss and the tutors watching the fun.

After a long time, Xiao Feng came back to her senses and chased after him, shouting, "Little Brother! Dean Huang, you can't arrest my little brother for experiments..."

Seeing the two disappear, Xiao Feng sat on the ground and cried loudly: "Brother Xiaogan, I said I would protect you, but, wuwu..."

Seeing this, a mentor stepped forward to help Xiaofeng up and said, "Xiaofeng, it is a blessing for your little brother that the dean likes him. Your little brother cannot practice, maybe the dean can help him."

Xiao Feng knew very well what it meant to not be able to practice in this world where the strong prey on the weak. She begged her parents to bring her little brother to the academy just to help him practice. Now when she heard her instructor say that the dean could help her little brother, Xiao Feng immediately burst into laughter and said, "Really?"

The tutor nodded and thought: If Xiaogan can endure the hardship and outlast the dean, he should be able to do it.

Xiaofeng then happily followed her tutor towards the dormitory.

Dean Huang took Cen Gan to the backyard of the school before letting him go and walked straight to his own little hut.

Cen Gan's eyes widened as he followed. This hut looked exactly like his own. After he walked in, he found it was indeed a different world. This place was much larger than his own courtyard, and it was divided into several small courtyards, each filled with different gases.

"Spiritual energy, demonic energy, immortal energy," Cen Gan silently chanted, "Ah, this is, the energy of chaos." Cen Gan felt his heart was about to jump out. This low-level plane, to be able to create such a place, is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Boy, how is it?" Dean Huang asked with a proud look on his face, then waved his sleeves, sat upright on a chair and said: "Hurry up and become my disciple."

Cen Gan curled his lips and said, "Not so good!" Although Dean Huang seemed to have some ability, he was not good enough for him to become his disciple.

Dean Huang was not annoyed, and continued, "You have an extraordinary origin, you are not an ordinary person. I am not bragging, in this entire Eternal Divine Realm, I am the only person who can allow you to practice in a short period of time. The person who shaped your immortal body may be very strong, but you have to believe me, he is definitely not as good as me in shaping the divine body and repairing the Dantian."

Cen Gan didn't listen carefully to what he said. When he heard about the Eternal Divine Realm, he was stunned. Before, he only knew about the Demon Realm, the Spirit Realm, the Ghost Realm, and the Immortal Realm, but it sounded like these were just small realms. How big is this Eternal Divine Realm? How many small realms like this are there?

"Promise him." Cen Silun's voice came from the jade pendant.

Only then did Cen Gan remember that Cen Silun had left a wisp of his soul in him, and he should be very clear about what happened to him, but he had remained silent for all these years.

Cen Gan's stubborn temper came up and said, "You ask me to become your disciple, but I won't. I don't believe that there is no way."

If Cen Silun knew his son's thoughts at this time, he would definitely feel extremely wronged. This ray of soul is for emergency use and is usually in a sleeping state. He suddenly spoke at this time because he felt a powerful message and woke up to protect Cen Gan, but he didn't expect to be misunderstood by Cen Gan.

"I..." Cen Gan was about to bravely say loudly that he refused.

But he found that his body suddenly lost control. He was already kneeling on the ground with a cup of tea in his hands. He shouted, "Disciple greets Master! Disciple greets Master! Disciple greets Master!"

Dean Huang took the teacup from Cen Gan, took a sip, smacked his lips a few times and said, "Since you are sincere in wanting to be my disciple, I will not refuse. As a disciple, you must remember that my real name is Huang You, and my Taoist name is "Xiaoyaozi". But you must protect your little head and don't reveal my name to anyone, otherwise you may be hunted down by the heavens and the worlds."

Cen Gan really wanted to say "I don't want to listen", but he couldn't say anything.

Listening to Huang You's words, Cen Gan really felt that this master was a little crazy and deserved a beating. He really wanted to beat him up. As a wanted criminal, why do you want to take in a disciple when you can just hide yourself? Even if you want to take in a disciple, why do you want to reveal your real name? If you accidentally reveal it, you will also be hunted down.

Cen Gan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Huang You.

Huang You said happily: "Also, I think your name Cen Gan doesn't sound good, so I'll change your name to Cen Tian. But you can't use it now. Remember, when you reach that level of strength, remember to use the name I gave you."

Cen Gan's mind buzzed. Huang You actually knew his name. How could it be? However, he did not sense any malice from Huang You. He just felt that he was a little unconventional.

"Good disciple, are you willing to let your master solve your cultivation problems now?" Huang You asked with a smile.

Cen Gan rolled his eyes and blurted out, "What do you think?"

Finding that he could speak again, Cen Gan immediately got up from the ground. The feeling of being controlled made him feel suffocated.

"Okay, kid." Huang You decided not to tease Cen Gan anymore. He said seriously, "In fact, before you were born, your father and I agreed that when you were five years old, he would contact me to send you here. If he had an accident and couldn't personally escort you here, our master-disciple contract would guide me to find you when you were ten years old. It's a good thing that you can't practice now."

Please be a human being! Cen Gan thought, it’s bad enough that I can’t practice cultivation, and you still say it’s a good thing.

Thinking that he had already knelt down and performed the great ceremony of master-disciple relationship, he might as well accept this master with an open mind. After all, he was quite interesting, more interesting than all the people he had met in the past tens of thousands of years combined.

"Then tell me, what's the good thing about me not being able to practice now?" Cen Gan asked.

Huang You touched Cen Gan's head, but was slapped by Cen Gan and retracted his hand. He smiled awkwardly and said, "You are still a child. You can only have the fun of a child if you don't practice. Think about it, if you practiced from the time you could walk, and practiced hard every day, then what fun would you have in your life?"

Cen Gan thought about it carefully. Indeed, he practiced every day in the ghost world. After coming to the spirit world, although he could not practice, he still couldn't help but practice boxing and sword every day. "But, if I don't practice, what should I do?"

"Of course, I want to have fun!" Huang You said with a smile, "To travel, to recite poems and paint, to taste delicious food, to play the piano and paint, to..."

Cen Gan listened and thought these scenes were beautiful. He began to yearn for them and began to fantasize. No one had ever told him these things, and he had never tried them before.

In the past, in his mind, the only way to stand at the highest level was to practice hard. Now, he wanted to ask himself, have you ever lived happily?

He said to Huang You with a look of confusion: "Thank you, Master. I understand." Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Huang You flicked Cen Gan's head and asked, "What do you understand?"

"It turns out that you can be happy even if you can't practice. I want to be happy too." Cen Gan answered honestly.

"Hahaha!" Huang You laughed, "You can't practice like this now. If you leave here, you won't find happiness. You can only seek abuse!"

"But," Cen Gan was somewhat puzzled, "Didn't Master say that I could go and have fun if I didn't practice?"

Child, you have misunderstood what Master said about happiness! Huang You thought to himself, but said: "Master means that once you are able to practice, don't indulge in practice all day long, but experience more fun in life."

Cen Gan was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Master, will you help me solve my cultivation problem right now?"

Huang You nodded in agreement.

Cen Gan asked nervously: "Then Master, can you tell me what is the problem that makes me unable to practice?"

Huang You stroked his beard and asked, "My disciple, do you know where the Qi of a cultivator is stored?"

Cen Gan answered without thinking: "Dantian."

"Then do you have a Dantian?"

Cen Gan felt it and answered honestly: "No!"

Huang You chuckled and asked mysteriously, "Have you ever heard of the hidden Dantian?"