Qin Shujian left without hesitation.
He had no intention of taking on disciples.
At least, not for now.
For him, recruiting large numbers of sect members to harvest Life Source was the right path. As for teaching disciples, he would be better off spending that time cultivating himself.
After all, in Qin Shujian's eyes,
disciples really were of little use.
Unless he truly reached the pinnacle of the world, he probably would not consider the matter.
Still,
Qin Shujian thought even that was unlikely.
Taking on disciples was troublesome.
Raising them was even more troublesome.
If someone with ulterior motives noticed them, they might become another weakness for him.
Of course, Qin Shujian did not consider himself someone who would give in to threats, but he did not like giving others the chance to threaten him either.
At this,
Cheng Lang and the others could only look disappointed.
Watching him forge a Spirit Weapon and establish a Teleportation Gate had given everyone some measure of insight.
After all, those who had been able to come
were already powerful cultivators with considerable knowledge of arrays and the Forging Dao.
Although Qin Shujian's methods had often left them utterly bewildered,
understanding even a point or two was enough.
"Everyone, I shall take my leave!"
Cheng Lang cupped his hands, then turned and left.
Qin Shujian was already gone.
There was no reason to remain here.
Besides, with the Teleportation Gate complete, experts from the Origin Sect would probably arrive to guard it soon, and bystanders like them would be driven away.
Rather than be chased off,
it was better to leave of their own accord and preserve a little dignity.
From the moment he left until he returned to the inn,
Cheng Lang wore a smile, clearly in excellent spirits.
After he