After hearing Lu Yin, Xia Ji's movements stopped. He stared at him, first stunned, then full of mockery and disdain. "You want to learn the Nine Clones? Hahahaha! You want to learn the Nine Clones? You little bastard, you covet Ancestor Chen's power, and you've already obtained the Heavenly Star Art. Now you want to learn the Nine Clones too? Who do you think you are? Do you really think you can learn it?"
Lu Yin was confident. "I can."
"Why would I teach you? Don't even dream of getting the Nine Body Separation Technique from me!" Xia Ji roared, then burst into wild laughter, as if he had turned the tables and gained the upper hand over Lu Yin. His laughter was full of triumph.
Lu Yin laughed too. "The Nine Clones don't belong to Ancestor Chen. They belong to Divine Martial Heaven. Why shouldn't I be able to learn them? As for you, I can make you a promise: if you teach me the Nine Body Separation Technique, I'll spare your life and give you the chance to wait for Ancestor Chen."
Xia Ji's expression turned cold. "Why should I believe you? You've made countless promises along the way. How many have you kept? How many have you broken? You want to be invincible like Ancestor Chen, but you're not worthy. You don't have the heart of an invincible person."
"You're in no position to bargain with me. Once you're dead, you'll never become an Ancestor." Lu Yin said one last thing, then turned to leave. He knew that no matter what he said, he wouldn't be able to learn the Nine Body Separation Technique from Xia Ji anytime soon. Perhaps he could try to enter Divine Martial Heaven and learn it while he was in the Tree