Zhao Qian had thought that when Junior Martial Uncle offered to take Xu Taiping as his disciple on the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform, he had only been testing Xu Taiping's character. He had never imagined that Junior Martial Uncle truly intended to take a disciple.
"Would I need to lie to you?"
Daoxuan sat back down in his chair and began pouring and drinking his own wine.
"But, Junior Martial Uncle, isn't this against the rules? Xu Taiping joined the Seventh Peak in full view of everyone, and all the peaks know about it. Having him leave the Seven Peaks now to become your disciple would violate the Azure Profound Sect's rules."
Seeing that Daoxuan truly intended to take a disciple, Zhao Qian's expression grew serious.
With Junior Martial Uncle asking him for someone, he naturally dared not object.
But the rules laid down by the Azure Profound Sect's founding patriarch were exceedingly strict. Anyone who broke them would face the Mountain Gate's disciplinary punishment-not just him, but even Junior Martial Uncle was no exception.
"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Just because Xu Taiping can't leave the Seven Peaks doesn't mean I can't come here."
Daoxuan thought nothing of it.
At these words, Zhao Qian was suddenly overjoyed.
"Junior Martial Uncle, could it be that you're going to join our Seventh Peak?"
He looked utterly incredulous.
"Keep dreaming."
Daoxuan rolled his eyes at Zhao Qian, then continued:
"Arrange an identity for me as an elder or an attendant. I'll use that identity to teach Xu Taiping swordsmanship from now on. As for formally being master and disciple, an old man like me doesn't care about such things."
Hearing this, Zhao Qian's jaw nearly dropped.
"Junior Martial Uncle, why? Why would a mere Xu Taiping make you stoop to posing