My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The woman was also practicing in this mountain.

With her cultivation level, she could perceive everything that happened within a radius of dozens of miles.

As early as when Lin Feng killed the monster, it caught her attention.

But it was just a glance.

A young man in the acquired realm was not worth her much fuss.

But when she found out that Lin Feng had broken through from the seventh level of the acquired realm to the innate realm in just one or two days, she could no longer remain calm.

What is this concept?

This is a journey that those with white talents will never be able to complete in their lifetime.

Even the core disciples of the major sects with blue talents need ten years to reach this level.

Even for her, a prodigy with purple talent who makes rapid progress in practice, it would take her one or two years to break through to the innate realm.

But for this young man, breaking through is as easy as eating and drinking water.

How could she remain calm?

She had never thought of taking in a disciple before, but at this moment she was completely moved.

Without saying a word, she took a ten-foot step into the air and soon arrived beside Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, who had just broken through to the innate level, was about to follow Master Jian's instructions and find an innate-level monster to consolidate his cultivation, but he suddenly found a woman standing in front of him.

The woman's white clothes were as white as snow, very beautiful.

But Lin Feng's eyes were full of vigilance.

Because the woman was looking at him with an almost scorching gaze.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Lin Feng asked vigilantly.

"Little fellow, let me introduce myself first. I am Su Wenjiu from the Chaoxia Valley of the Eastern Region Holy Land. I came here only to ask you one question: are you willing to become my disciple?"

The woman in white stood in the air, her white clothes fluttering in the wind, and looked down at Lin Feng and asked.

"Apprenticeship?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and quickly refused, "Sorry, Senior, I already have a master."

"Already have a master?"

Su Wenjiu couldn't help but frown. Such a genius actually has a master?

"Then may I ask, who is your master?" Su Wenjiu asked unwillingly.

"My master and I live in Xianjiang Sect, a hundred miles away." Lin Feng said directly.

"Xianjiang Sect?"

Su Wenjiu was a little surprised.

She originally thought that Lin Feng’s master was some great figure, but he was only from the Xianjiang Sect?

As far as she knew, the Xianjiang Sect could only be considered a second-rate force in the entire Eastern Region.

A small second-rate force, even the leader of a sect, would not be worthy of her attention. How could she have such a heaven-defying disciple?

Only she, who came from the Holy Land, was worthy of being such a disciple.

"Little guy, the Xianjiang Sect is just a second-rate small sect in the Eastern Region. With your talent, you should have a better development instead of living in a second-rate sect."

Su Wenjiu directly extended an olive branch and said, "My Chaoxia Valley is one of the holy places in the Eastern Region. As long as you nod, I can take you away now."

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Lin Feng once again refused bluntly.

Seeing that the young man was unmoved, Su Wenjiu couldn't help but feel annoyed and asked, "Don't you know the power of the holy land?"

"know."

Master Jian had taught him this knowledge a long time ago.

"You knew it, but you still refused..."

Su Wenjiu frowned and looked at Lin Feng, still unwilling to give up, saying, "As long as you are willing to be my disciple, you can choose any cultivation resources, advanced techniques, weapons, or magic treasures."

It seems that mere verbal words are not enough to convince Lin Feng.

As she spoke, a fiery red sword was drawn from her sleeve.

As she waved her hand, the sword's energy spread out, flames shot out in the air, and the dazzling sword flowers dazzled the eyes.

With one strike of her sword, a cliff not far away was cut in half.

So powerful!

Putting away the long sword, Su Wenjiu gently stroked the blade, raised his red lips and said leisurely: "This is Huo Wu, an eighth-grade divine weapon, one of the most proud works of the number one weapon refiner in Zhaoxia Valley."

"As long as you nod, this Fire Dance can be given to you now."

As she spoke, she looked up at Lin Feng again.

In her expectation, Lin Feng would be so amazed by the effect of Huo Wu that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Putting aside the fact that the eighth-grade treasure is indeed a rare one, although Lin Feng has an incredible talent for cultivation, his age and strength are limited, so how broad can his vision be?

however.

Lin Feng had no expression on his face.

He didn't even glance at Huo Wu in her hand.

"Senior, I've already told you that I already have a master, so please don't bother asking me to do that. I won't agree to your request."

Lin Feng refused with a serious look.

Not to mention a small holy land in the Eastern Region, what can it do even if it is a holy land on this continent?

Can what you give him compare to what Zhong Qing gave him?

of course.

Even if someone could give something more valuable than what Zhong Qing gave, Lin Feng would not agree.

Master, he only recognizes Zhong Qing now!

And in the wild ring, Old Jian almost laughed out of anger.

Since when did an eighth-grade broken sword dare to cause trouble?

In the eyes of the man from Shogun Peak, an eighth-grade broken sword might not even be qualified to be used as a firewood stick.

It is no exaggeration to say that even a little bit that overflows from Zhong Qing's fingernail is more than what your so-called holy land can give.

Looking at Lin Feng who left after saying that, Su Wenjiu couldn't help but stand there in a daze while holding Huo Wu.

A surge of anger rose from my chest.

She was actually ignored by this boy.

However, considering Lin Feng's talent, she calmed her violently heaving chest and suppressed her anger.

"I guess this little guy hasn't seen much of the world and doesn't know what the difference between a holy land and a second-rate sect means."

"And judging by what this little guy said, he seems to be quite respectful of his teachers."

"That's a good thing, the quality is pretty good."

"Since I can't handle you, little guy, then I will directly handle your master."

In Su Wenjiu's opinion, it was just a second-rate sect. Even though Lin Feng was the sect master's personal disciple, he was nothing more than that.

If you go to their door yourself, persuade them with emotion and reason, and then promise them some benefits that seem huge to them, it should not be difficult to win this disciple over.

As long as Lin Feng, the master, is thinking about Lin Feng, she will also know that being able to become her disciple is actually for Lin Feng's own good.

With her guidance and the resources of Chaoxia Valley, Lin Feng is bound to go further in the future.

Thinking of this, she temporarily put aside her anger and followed Lin Feng not too far away.

After Lin Feng left, he found a few innate realm monsters in the mountains and forests and started fighting with them.

After a battle, the cultivation level that had just been broken through became extremely solid, and he also gained a lot of practical experience.

Seeing that the trip was successfully completed, Lin Feng did not linger any longer and rushed back to Shogun Peak.

A distance of one hundred miles.

It won’t take long for Lin Feng now.

Soon, Lin Feng returned to Shogunate Peak.

Above the sky outside the Shogunate Peak, Su Wenjiu stood in the air, taking in the entire Shogunate Peak.

"Is this where the little fellow's master is?"

After saying that, she stepped into the air.

When he reappeared, he had already reached the top of Shogun Peak.