The entire hall brimmed with envy and anticipation. The old men all thought the matter was settled.
Yet Yi Feng revealed a troubled look.
"As for becoming your disciple... let's forget it."
He had never intended to learn someone else's sword techniques. He had only stumbled into Demon Suppressing Prison because he wanted to die. No matter how incredible those sword techniques were, he could not just accept such a benefit for nothing. That simply would not do.
As soon as those words fell, several old men froze.
How exquisite were the Divine Sword techniques? Countless people outside would have fought until their heads bled for such an opportunity, yet now that he had such a perfect chance to inherit them, he actually refused?
How could that be possible?!
The completely unexpected turn left everyone staring wide-eyed. They stood stunned for several breaths before coming to their senses and hurriedly tried to persuade him, speaking earnest words one after another!
"This..."
"Little Friend Yi, you must not joke about such a thing!"
"Little Friend, you must think thrice! The Divine Sword is a supreme sword technique that countless people dream of obtaining!"
Yi Feng had long since made up his mind. He had no desire to take advantage of anyone.
Even as everyone continued persuading him, he answered steadily.
"There is no need for everyone to say more. I truly have no intention of learning sword techniques."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone stiffened where they stood, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
At this moment, the expectant smile on Elder Guo's face faded somewhat. Confusion flashed through his eyes, and he remained silent for a long while, seeming unable to step down gracefully.
Fortunately.
Tree Venerable was quick-witted and immediately spoke softly to Yi Feng.
"Little Friend Yi, do you know