The Winged King and Crocodile Ancestor King had already obtained what they wanted, while Black Feather King's eyes were likewise brimming with desire. Now that Qiu Yan's gaze fell upon him, he did not waste words. He actually dropped to both knees and kowtowed to Qiu Yan!
"Please, Imperial Preceptor, accept me as your disciple!" Black Feather King spoke earnestly, his words carrying an indomitable resolve, like a valiant warrior marching onto the battlefield, never to return.
This was not necessarily a bad move. It was a gamble, after all. Judging by Qiu Yan's earlier conduct, so long as one had a request, he would bestow a cultivation method and point out the road ahead. But one could not be insatiably greedy. If Qiu Yan refused Black Feather's current request, he might not even grant him a cultivation method.
Winged King and Crocodile Ancestor King understood this as well. The moment they heard it, both were stunned, their expressions shifting between light and dark. It was hard to tell whether they were worried or envious.
"You wish to take me as your master?" Qiu Yan showed no surprise upon hearing this. Instead, he smiled and shook his head. "Though I accept disciples, I do not accept them indiscriminately. You carry much Karmic Sin and are entangled in many threads of Karma. Though you have no Demon Kingdom, your ties are still far from insignificant. I cannot accept such a disciple."
Upon hearing this, Winged King and Crocodile Ancestor King sighed. They knew Black Feather King's plan would ultimately fail, and that he had lost both the lady and the soldiers—he would not obtain a cultivation method either.
In truth, Winged King and the others had already noticed hints from Qiu Yan's earlier actions. They knew that the cultivation methods Qiu