When Kua heard Wu Chu's words, he was a little dazed, as if a pie falling from the sky had knocked him senseless. He looked at Jiang beside him in confusion.
It was as if he were saying: Jiang, did I hear that right? But you're no worse than me!
Jiang wore a cold expression, gritting his teeth as he glared at Wu Chu, as if saying: Can't you see I'm even better than Kua? Why take him as your disciple but not me?
As though he could hear Jiang's thoughts, Wu Chu smiled at him. "There is no master-disciple fate between us. You have your own destined path. Still, I can pass on a Golden Core scroll to you."
There was no problem with taking Kua as a disciple, but Dijiang and the others were, after all, ancestral witches—Wu Chu's brothers-in-law. Their memories had yet to recover, so it was not an issue for now. But once they regained their memories, they would surely think Wu Chu had deliberately taken advantage of them.
Once their memories returned, they would certainly be able to study the Witch Clan's body-refining methods and develop cultivation techniques suitable for the Human Clan. Perhaps they might even develop them into Martial Way cultivation methods.
So naturally, Wu Chu had no need to invite such trouble. If they got angry later and refused to leave Purple Jade Mountain, they might well eat him out of house and home.
Thus, Wu Chu took Kua as his disciple and taught him the Golden Core cultivation method as well as the Martial Way Breathing Method. Kua could cultivate whichever one he pleased.
They were all reincarnations of great powers. Once their memories recovered, they could research cultivation methods more suited to themselves. Wu Chu had no need to