"I told you, I have a way. The question is whether you dare take this gamble!" Tang Wen said.
"If you can bring us up to the standard for deputy hall master and deputy branch master, we'll gamble!" Shen Gongyang blurted out without even considering it.
"Right! As long as I can enter the Half-Step Thought-Connecting Realm, I'll throw caution to the wind and help you this once. I'll take the gamble.
"They say evil springs up beside courage, and wealth and honor are sought amid danger! With such a huge opportunity, it's worth taking the gamble.
"But we both know that's impossible," Chu Cong said, gritting his teeth.
"Damn it, if you two have the guts, am I a coward?
"For their sake, I'll throw caution to the wind too and transfer my power to you, helping you leap like carp through the Dragon Gate and enter a major new realm.
"But there's one condition." Tang Wen put on the air of a man making a last stand with his back to the river, grinding his teeth audibly.
"Tell us!" the two asked in unison. In fact, seeing Tang Wen's manner had stirred their thoughts.
The fellow made it sound so convincing that he might really have a way. Naturally, their hearts began to burn with anticipation.
"To receive this power, you must learn a high-tier cultivation technique first. Then the power transfer will yield twice the result with half the effort. But my master has a rule: it can only be passed on to our own disciples, not outsiders," Tang Wen said.
"Take you as our master?" Shen Gongyang blurted out.
"What, am I, Tang Wen, not qualified to be your teacher?" Tang Wen raised an eyebrow and sneered.
"Well... about that..." Shen Gongyang stammered, too embarrassed to