"Senior Xiu, I'm afraid I cannot take you as my master, because I..."
Sikong Jing paused there and raised a finger, pointing toward the direction outside the clinic where Duanmu Chun was secretly eavesdropping.
When he had entered, he had already taken control of the surrounding little demon beasts. At this moment, one of them sent him a message, allowing him to discover Duanmu Chun's presence. What he was about to say next could not be heard by anyone.
Old Xiu and Old He froze at the sight. Light flickered in their eyes, and Old He began walking step by step toward Duanmu Chun's location.
Meanwhile, Old Xiu made a silencing gesture toward Jiang Wanyou...
At that moment, Sikong Jing continued, "Because I no longer want to study the Qianyuan Battle-Killing Diagram. I don't want to be dragged into endless trouble, and I certainly don't want to be hunted down by countless people alongside you. I truly am sorry."
Naturally, those were not his real thoughts; he had deliberately said them for the eavesdropper's benefit.
Yet Old He took them for the truth. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as he demanded furiously, "Do you think you have a choice?"
Sikong Jing ignored him and continued, "Senior Xiu, I saw the illusion realm of Senior Su's Qianyuan Battle-Killing Diagram, and I comprehended some things from it. I will use that as a foundation to create my own Army-Slaying Formation."
He was still speaking for the eavesdropper outside to hear.
But this time, even Old Xiu's eyes widened slightly, believing Sikong Jing was speaking the truth.
Outside, Duanmu Chun tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "Utter fantasy. Blind confidence. Arrogance born of ignorance."
To Duanmu Chun, Sikong Jing's answer was simply a gigantic joke.
Still, he