"Sorry, Teacher Wu. Sorry, Wulin, Xie Xie. I won't be joining."
Gu Yue spoke calmly. There was no regret in her eyes, as though she were merely stating something utterly ordinary.
"Why?" Xie Xie and Tang Wulin asked almost in unison.
Gu Yue shook her head. "I already have an organization I want to join, so the Tang Sect isn't suitable for me."
Tang Wulin wanted to say more, but Wu Zhangkong stopped him. "Fine. Everyone has their own aspirations. As long as you've thought it through. Gu Yue, with your talent, you'll shine brightly no matter where you go in the future. I'll make separate arrangements for your practical combat classes."
"What about you, Situ Xuan?"
Wu Zhangkong looked toward Situ Xuan, a trace of hope in his eyes that even he himself had not noticed.
In his view, Situ Xuan was destined to become famous. No matter which major power he joined, he would achieve something...
No!
It should be said that he would achieve great things!
Just by relying on those unfathomable Pressure Point Striking techniques and his family's close-combat martial arts, it was no exaggeration to say that aside from cultivation methods and the Purple Demon Eye, none of the Tang Sect's secret arts could compare with them.
In truth, Wu Zhangkong had still underestimated Situ Xuan.
Situ Xuan's so-called "family martial arts" did not merely consist of close-combat techniques and Pressure Point Striking...
It should be said that none of the Tang Sect's secret arts had anything to do with Situ Xuan at all...
But Situ Xuan had no intention of saying so.
Hearing Wu Zhangkong's question, Situ Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at him calmly. He was neither excited nor resistant, as though he were merely evaluating an ordinary transaction.
"Joining the