Is the poster going to take on apprentices?
The True God Chitian's words were astonishing, and the surrounding elders immediately showed expressions of surprise.
In the Eternal Continent, the way powerful figures of these factions take on disciples is a very particular matter, unlike in the Immortal Realm where there are distinctions such as Registered Disciple and personal disciples.
Each disciple is a personally taught disciple, and many powerful figures will not even take on a second disciple in their entire lives.
The Five Elements Pavilion Master is the kind of person who has never taken on any disciples, and he has extremely high requirements for his disciples.
" Xuanji, you must seize this opportunity!"
Fang Xuanhe secretly transmitted his voice, saying that although the Five Elements Pavilion was only a second-rate power, the identity of the tower master's personal disciple was extraordinary.
Once you become a direct disciple, you'll enjoy a lot of resources and benefits, far better than being an S-Rank Talent in the Soul Household.
In fact, Fang Xuanhe also had a fondness for talent, but he also knew that he was not qualified to take Han Xuanji as his disciple.
More importantly, the meaning of True God Chitian's words goes far beyond simply "accepting disciples".
Sure enough, the True God Chitian immediately followed up with:
"If you are willing to stay, I will personally guide your cultivation, and you can use all the resources in the building. Once you have fully comprehended the inheritance of the Five Elements Altar, I will personally take you as my disciple, and it is not impossible for me to pass on the position of the building master to you in the future."
Upon hearing this, the elders' expressions changed.
"OP, this..."
An old man couldn't help but speak, but was stopped by the True God Chitian raising his hand.
"What, are you going back on your word?"
The True God Chitian glanced at the old man, his tone authoritative without being angry.
The old man quickly lowered his head, not daring to speak again.
Although the other elders had their own thoughts, none of them dared to contradict them openly.
They knew in their hearts that although the True God Chitian was after Han Xuanji's talent, he might have had other considerations as well.
Han Xuanji is on good terms with the Soul Household. If Han Xuanji can be kept in the Five Elements Pavilion, it would be equivalent to indirectly getting in touch with the Soul Household. Moreover, the other party has extremely high talent, and it would not be difficult for him to become Eternal True God in the future.
This deal is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.
Han Xuanji was slightly taken aback, then calmly cupped his hands and said:
"I am deeply honored by your kindness, but I already have a master. Although my esteemed teacher is not by my side, I dare not seek another master. Therefore, please forgive me for not being able to agree to this matter."
For others, joining the ranks of the True God Chitian is extremely beneficial, as they will not only receive full-fledged training but also the protection of a top-tier True God.
But he has neither a lack of resources nor a lack of protection, so there is no need for him to change allegiance.
You can't expect the other person to get angry and upset just because he refused, can you?
The True God Chitian's eyes flashed.
Has he already been apprenticed to a master?
A flicker of doubt crossed his mind, but he didn't press the matter.
Cultivators on the Eternal Continent have a strong sense of sectarianism, and most of them have a lineage of masters. Han Xuanji's origins are mysterious, and he may be a disciple of a top-tier expert, so it is reasonable for him to refuse.
It's alright.
The True God Chitian waved his hand, his smile unchanged.
"Since you already have a master, young friend, I will not force you. However, the doors of the Five Elements Pavilion will always be open for you. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to come and find me."
Han Xuanji bowed and thanked them.
Thank you, OP.
The True God Chitian nodded, then used Han Xuanji as an example to lecture for a while before turning and leaving with several elders.
Fang Xuanhe didn't leave, but walked to Han Xuanji's side and lowered his voice:
"Young friend, are you really not going to consider the suggestion I just made? With your talent, staying in the Five Elements Pavilion would definitely not be a waste."
Han Xuanji shook his head:
"I appreciate Elder Fang's kindness, but my ambitions lie elsewhere. Please forgive me."
Fang Xuanhe sighed and didn't try to persuade him any further.
He patted Han Xuanji on the shoulder and laughed:
"Very well, everyone has their own ambitions. But remember, the Five Elements Pavilion will always be your friend. If you ever encounter any trouble in the future, don't hesitate to come to me."
"Thank you, Elder Fang."
Han Xuanji thanked him again and watched Fang Xuanhe leave.
After a systematic investigation, it was found that both the Five Elements Pavilion Master and Fang Xuanhe were good people. However, he had too many secrets and didn't want to attract too much attention. He also didn't want to let down Hun Qianling, Hun Qianxue, and the others.
"Let's go, it's Soul Household."
Han Xuanji quickened his pace and walked towards the outside of the Five Elements Pavilion.
Five Elements Pavilion, a large crowd thronged.
Han Xuanji was slightly taken aback by the scene before him as soon as he stepped out of the building.
In the wide square in front of the building, a large group of people stood, numbering at least a hundred, all dressed as scions of various major Lineage in Thousand Souls City.
The two leading figures were Wang Lin and Hun Hao.
Wang Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if he were just there to watch the spectacle.
Hun Hao stood beside him, his face flushed, head down, not daring to look at anyone, his hands clenched tightly, as if he were doing something important mentally preparing himself.
Behind the two, a group of busybodies whispered among themselves, their eyes sweeping over Han Xuanji with curiosity, awe, and a touch of excitement at the prospect of something good happening.
Han Xuanji's gaze swept across the crowd, and suddenly he caught sight of a familiar figure in a corner.
Wang Ping.
The young man was leaning against a pillar with his arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Han Xuanji was puzzled, so he sent a telepathic message to Wang Ping to come and explain.
Wang Ping strode over quickly and said with a smile:
"Brother Han, you don't know yet, do you? This whole commotion is because of you."
Because of me?
Han Xuanji raised an eyebrow slightly.
Wang Ping smiled and briefly recounted the bet between Wang Lin and Hun Hao.
Han Xuanji couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this.
"They're really bored."
He shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness.
Wang Ping nodded in deep agreement:
"I think so too. However, this bet did have a good outcome; that kid Hun Hao has finally learned his lesson."
As the two were talking, Hun Hao took a deep breath and strode up to Han Xuanji.
The surrounding crowd immediately fell silent, and all eyes were focused on Hun Hao.
Hun Hao's face flushed red, and a struggle flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into determination.
He bent down and bowed deeply.
Ninety degrees, meticulous in every detail.
"Brother Han!"
Hun Hao's voice trembled slightly, yet remained exceptionally clear:
"I was blind before, saying and doing many things I shouldn't have. Today, in front of everyone, I apologize to you! I'm sorry!"
He was bent over so low that his forehead almost touched his knees.
The people in the square who had been watching the spectacle fall silent.
Many people know Hun Hao's personality: he's stubborn and never backs down.
Even when they make a mistake, they'll always try to make amends and never admit defeat.
But today, in front of hundreds of people, he bent down.
Han Xuanji looked at the young man bowing deeply before him, but his heart was not stirred.
To be honest, he didn't even have a vague impression of Hun Hao.
There were so many sarcastic and questioning voices back then that he couldn't possibly remember them all, nor did he care to.
The path of spiritual cultivation is long and arduous.
Instead of wasting energy on these idle gossips, it's better to cultivate yourself and improve yourself.