Qin Ying paid no heed to their astonishment and continued speaking.
"If you agree, by the time you can wield this flying sword, I will already be your master and can stand guard for you."
"That way, you will have no worries left."
"..."
"Enter Senior Sister Qin Ying's tutelage and take her as your master?"
They exchanged glances.
Who was Qin Ying?
She was one of the most outstanding talents among the Dongyuan Sect's younger generation. Now that she had established her Dao foundation, she could hold her own, and becoming a True Disciple was only a matter of time.
A powerful genius with such limitless prospects wanted to take him as her disciple...
What sort of condition was that?
For Outer Sect Disciples like them, it was nothing short of a second reward.
In Li Qingfeng's and Gu Qingqing's eyes, its value even exceeded that of the flying sword.
"Well..."
Song Yan froze, then considered for a moment before saying, "I'm truly sorry, Senior Sister, but this is a matter of great importance..."
"I still need to report this to an elder..."
To him, his former self had been a little ant in the outer sect, unloved by grandmother and uncle alike, except for Qin Xijun.
No one would pay him any attention.
Now he had a chance to enter the Inner Sect, and even a prospective master who could guide his future cultivation...
By rights, he had no reason to refuse.
Still, he certainly had to ask Granny Qin's opinion on this.
"..."
Qin Ying's brows knitted slightly, as though she was somewhat displeased.
But they soon relaxed, and she nodded.
"Very well. If another Foundation Establishment senior in the sect is willing to take you as a disciple, that will do just as well."
In the