The Melancholy Girl
"Would you be willing to take me as your teacher?"
A rumbling roar echoed throughout the cavern. The old man was no longer wearing that decrepit, senile appearance. An immense aura erupted from his body.
His plain clothes fluttered loudly, and even his disheveled white hair streamed backward, fully revealing his face. Although the old man's face still looked aged, he was now completely different from before. His originally murky old eyes glowed with divine light, making him seem full of vigor.
The old man felt this was necessary—at least, he did. After all, if he wanted to become someone's teacher, his strength first had to be formidable enough, far surpassing his disciple's. Of course, if his disciple's achievements surpassed his own in the future, that would be a form of glory as well.
The old man believed he had to give Chen Yun an overwhelmingly powerful impression so that Chen Yun would submit wholeheartedly! After all, Chen Yun's talent was simply too extraordinary. The old man's love for talent had been stirred, and he had spared no effort for this.
Not only had he expended vast amounts of rare treasures to save Chen Yun's life, but he was now personally displaying his incomparably powerful side to Chen Yun. From this, one could see how painstakingly the old man had worked! He was determined to take this disciple.
Indeed, in Chen Yun's eyes, the old man seemed to transform into an insurmountable giant peak. That powerful pressure deeply shook his soul. Chen Yun felt like a tiny boat drifting helplessly amid an aura as vast as the sea, liable to capsize and perish at any moment.
Chen Yun had no doubt that the old man could kill him instantly with nothing but his aura. Too powerful! When