Linghu Shan's answer truly left Fang Xi stunned.
For any martial arts faction, taking its foundational cultivation method was supposed to mean fighting to the death, right?
Fang Xi had practically rehearsed his next moves in his mind: fall out, strike, then soar into the sky and slowly grind this Grandmaster to death with talismans and magical artifacts...
But the result... the other party simply refused to play by the rules!
"Hmm? Why give it to me?"
Fang Xi directly asked the question troubling him.
"Haha... Actually, even with a cultivation method, only a tiny handful can become Grandmasters!"
Linghu Shan's frivolous expression turned solemn. "What truly matters is always the person! A martial artist's aptitude, temperament, and perseverance! Unfortunately, even for such a martial artist, becoming a Grandmaster... still requires a bit of luck! There are too few Grandmasters in Dingzhou now, and the Demon Kings are running rampant. If we could gain one more Grandmaster, it would naturally be a great boon to humanity! Since you think highly of my Yuan He Mountain's cultivation method, little brother, this old man naturally has to make it happen."
"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony." Fang Xi smiled faintly and answered without the slightest trace of shame.
"The Yuan He Five Thunder Hands is, at any rate, a Grandmaster's ultimate art and Yuan He Mountain's core secret inheritance... Now that I've given it to you, it should at least be worth owing me a great favor, right?" At this point, Linghu Shan finally revealed his true purpose.
"Hmm, what do you want?" Fang Xi felt much calmer. This was the normal rhythm of negotiations.
"If one day you advance to Grandmaster, you can join forces with this old man and kill the Old Dragon Pool Flood Dragon!"
When Linghu