"Luo Chen!"
"Mr. Luo, did you just say that this painting of mine is fake?" Ye Tianzheng, who had achieved his current status, was certainly no fool. He skillfully changed the subject to diffuse the awkwardness.
"Fake."
"Excuse me for being presumptuous, but this painting was created by a master from the Southern Song Dynasty. I spent a great deal of money and effort to acquire it, and I even had several experts in this field authenticate it," Ye Tianzheng said respectfully, even using honorifics.
This left Ye Shuangshuang in disbelief. After all, her grandfather had never been this respectful even when meeting powerful figures.
"I'll prove it to you."
But a flicker of dark blue light flashed in Luo Chen's eyes.
This was the Heavenly Eye, the Eye of Rebirth, which could only be possessed by those who had awakened the divine treasure within them. However, Luo Chen could use a bit of it due to the influence of the Taihuang Scripture.
The Heavenly Eye could see things that ordinary people could not, even more effectively than a microscope.
Luo Chen was able to tell that this painting was fake for this very reason. However, his Heavenly Eye was only half-formed, as it was merely borrowing the protective aura of the Taihuang Scripture, so it couldn't achieve true x-ray vision.
But distinguishing the authenticity of this painting was already sufficient.
Luo Chen's finger accurately stopped at a certain spot on the painting. The material of the painting was fabric, and when Luo Chen pressed down with his finger and lifted it again, he had pulled out a thread.
This was a painting worth over ten million, and Luo Chen had just destroyed it like that, but he didn't even blink. He decisively pulled out a thin thread and tossed it in front of Ye Tianzheng.
It was just a thread, after all. Even if someone were to authenticate it seriously, they wouldn't pay attention to a single thread.
"What is this?"
"This is nylon, a synthetic material."
"Your painting from over seven hundred years ago contains nylon?" Luo Chen shook his head and spoke.
This made Ye Tianzheng's face flush with embarrassment; he had actually been deceived.
Where would nylon have come from over seven hundred years ago?
Immediately, Ye Tianzheng signaled, and a man dressed in black approached to take the painting, intending to also take the wooden box that held it.
"Wait a minute, this wooden box?" Luo Chen suddenly called out.
"What? Mr. Luo is interested in this wooden box?" Ye Tianzheng seemed to see through Luo Chen's thoughts.
"If you like it, feel free to take it," Ye Tianzheng said generously.
"Grandpa." Ye Shuangshuang reminded him from the side.
In truth, Ye Tianzheng understood perfectly well. Since Luo Chen could tell that the painting was fake, he must possess significant abilities, and the aura he had just released proved this.
If even Luo Chen found something appealing, it was likely a treasure, yet Ye Tianzheng was planning to give it to him.
That was quite a generous offer.
Luo Chen was slightly taken aback; he hadn't expected the other party to be so generous. However, he was indeed interested in the wooden box because it likely contained a seed that could awaken the divine treasure within him.
Although Luo Chen currently had the protective aura of the Taihuang Scripture, he needed to activate the divine treasure within him to cultivate the Taihuang Scripture. The seed in that wooden box, although dried up, could certainly be revived by Luo Chen.
This item was indeed what Luo Chen wanted most at the moment. He couldn't help but wonder if his luck was a bit too good; having just been reborn on Earth, he had already encountered a seed.
That was quite a pleasant surprise for Luo Chen.
Even in the cultivation world, seeds were rare and hard to come by, let alone on Earth.
Having a seed could save a lifetime of effort, directly opening the divine treasure within and allowing for cultivation.
However, Luo Chen didn't want to take advantage of others for free. As a dignified immortal, he wasn't petty enough to fight over ordinary people's belongings.
"To be honest, I am indeed interested in this wooden box because it contains something I need. However, if this item falls into your hands, it won't hold much value. How about this: I'll accept this favor today, and if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me," Luo Chen said.
It's important to note that this was a promise from an immortal. Many powerful factions had people who would do anything to receive such a promise!
Now, it had fortuitously fallen into the hands of this old man.
"Then I won't be polite. Since Mr. Luo has spoken, I do have a request," Ye Tianzheng's true intentions were quickly revealed.
"I humbly request that you take my granddaughter as your disciple!" Ye Tianzheng suddenly blurted out.
This left Luo Chen momentarily stunned, cursing the old fox in his heart.
"Let's change the subject. That's not feasible. To be honest, she's not qualified to be my disciple," Luo Chen replied. He wasn't trying to go back on his word, but as an immortal, how many children of powerful figures would come seeking him in the future?
Compared to those powerful figures, Ye Shuangshuang simply didn't measure up.
Moreover, Ye Shuangshuang's talent was indeed lacking.
"But Mr. you just made a promise."
This was indeed the case. After all, Luo Chen was an immortal, and once he made a promise, how could he take it back?
"How about this: I'll accept her as a registered disciple," Luo Chen said, somewhat reluctantly, ultimately finding a compromise.
"Quickly, bow to your master!"
"Bow to your master!"
"Let's just call him teacher," Luo Chen interrupted Ye Shuangshuang.
After some polite exchanges, the train soon arrived at its destination.
After exchanging phone numbers, Luo Chen took his luggage and left first.
Once Luo Chen had left, Ye Shuangshuang looked up at Ye Tianzheng.
"Grandpa, why did you insist on having me take him as my master? Even if he has some skills, with our influence and power in Tongzhou, how many people are eager to take me in? Why did you—"
"Shut up! What do you know? We've just made a significant connection this time. Shuang'er, you might not understand, and I don't blame you," Ye Tianzheng sighed.
"But you must have heard of a Grandmaster, right?" Ye Tianzheng said seriously.
"Grandmaster?" Ye Shuangshuang suddenly looked alarmed.
Ye Shuangshuang might not belong to Ye Tianzheng's generation, but she had practiced martial arts with him since childhood, so she was naturally familiar with the term Grandmaster.
If there was a goal for her martial arts journey, it would definitely be to become a Grandmaster!
But that was basically impossible.
Martial arts training involves mastering physical skills. Most people start practicing the basics from a young age, and by the time they reach thirty, they might develop a hint of internal energy. If they could release that internal energy, they would already be considered a top expert in the martial arts world.
As for Grandmasters?
They were almost mythologized.
They were individuals who could establish their own sects, create unique skills, and even develop their own martial arts. Not to mention releasing internal energy; they could even kill with a breath or injure with a leaf.
Bullets might not even compare.
But even in the past, they were rare and hard to find. How many experts spent their lives trying to release their internal energy, only to regret not stepping into the realm of Grandmasters?
"Grandpa, are you saying he has the potential to become a Grandmaster?" Ye Shuangshuang clearly found it hard to believe.
"Ha, potential? Silly girl, at least from what he showed today, I think his strength is probably close to stepping into the realm of a Grandmaster," Ye Tianzheng sighed, revealing a look of envy.
That had been his lifelong dream, but he knew he had no hope of achieving it in this lifetime.
"Ah?" Ye Shuangshuang's pretty face suddenly turned pale, her mouth agape as if she could swallow an egg.
"As long as he is in Xinzhu, do everything possible to win him over! First, arrange a company and a luxury car for him," Ye Tianzheng commanded.