Xi Zong naturally knew that his request was rather presumptuous, but he did not think it was excessive.
You could ask him for basic Wizard cultivation techniques. If he followed your example, you should not at least get angry over it, right?
Asking did not cost anything. If he asked, there might be a chance; if he did not ask, there definitely would not be one!
Feng Jun was not angry. He merely gave him an indifferent glance and snorted disdainfully. "You wish!"
Those words were quite hurtful, but Xi Zong did not mind. He had long grown accustomed to the arrogance of Cultivators.
He even gathered his courage and added, "They're only basic techniques. We also want to broaden our horizons."
Feng Jun rolled his eyes helplessly. "So because I can ask you for them, you can ask me for them too? That's not how it works!"
"I'm qualified to buy books from you because I beat you into submission... Can you beat me into submission?"
"As for how precious even basic Cultivation techniques are, I can't be bothered explaining it to you. Those who understand, understand."
"If you really want them, isn't there still the Cultivation Continent? You can try your luck over there."
Then he patted the storage pouch at his waist. "I do have quite a few techniques here. Anyone who dares rob me, come on..."
Not only were those words arrogant, they were outrageously overbearing. Yet he spoke them as naturally as if they were nothing.
Xi Zong's eyes shifted as he cautiously asked, "You... aren't from the Cultivation Continent?"
He had reason to ask, because the other party had deliberately or inadvertently separated himself from the Cultivation Continent.
And it was easy to assume that if these two truly came from the Cultivation Continent,