Qin Gang repeatedly recalled everything that had happened.
If only he had not been so rash and narrow-minded back then, if only he had shown a little more patience and accepted Yang Jing as his disciple instead of turning him away.
Then this peerless prodigy, whose name now shook Jintai Prefecture and whose future knew no limits, would have been his own direct disciple!
Given the talent, combat strength, and potential Yang Jing had now revealed, entering the Core Realm and striving for even higher realms on the martial path were practically set in stone. His future achievements might even surpass anything Qin Gang could attain.
Now, within the sect, from the Core-Realm Peak Masters above to the elders of every lineage below, everyone wanted to befriend Yang Jing. They deliberately showed goodwill and cultivated ties, hoping to forge a favorable bond with this future titan.
Everyone knew full well that Yang Jing's path ahead was vast and boundless, his future unfathomable. He was an exceptional figure who could one day support the entire Profound Truth Sect, sweep across Jizhou's martial world, and ascend into the ranks of its greatest experts.
The sect's senior figures exhausted their ingenuity trying to befriend him, yet still feared they would not secure a connection in time.
But if Qin Gang had accepted Yang Jing back then, what need would there have been for such deliberate maneuvering, painstaking recruitment, and calculated friendship?
Once their bond as master and disciple was established, gratitude and loyalty would already have taken deep root. Their lineage would share honor and disgrace, rising together in glory and prosperity!
Then Mountain-Suppressing Peak would surely ride Yang Jing's momentum to soaring prominence, and Qin Gang's own reputation and standing would rise with the tide!
Regret and remorse churned in his heart.