Fang Xian'er flicked a jealous look at Qin Dong, and nursed a grievance against Jin Pingyue, "Martial uncle, it's unfair! You gave me the icy crystal dagger after I asked you a few times. But you gave your beloved weapon to Qin Dong at your first sight of him. Is he worthwhile?"
Jin Pingyue chucked in embarrassment, "Don't blame me. I desire an outstanding disciple like him."
Fang Xian'er pouted in silence, and fixed her sparkling eyes at the sword emitting chill.
Qin Dong took the sword and scrutinized it.
It could be counted as a good weapon in the mortal realm only.
With many impurities, the sword could be refined. But it was not easy for a master in the mortal realm to refine to such extent.
The weapons of the cultivators ranking the same as Jin Pingyue in the heavens outperformed the Icy Frost Sword. In another word, nobody in the heavens would bend over and pick it up if it was discarded in street.
It was genuine for Jin Pingyue to give her beloved item to Qin Dong, who did not dare to judge the sword but returned it to her after taking a look.
Her happiness froze at once and she whispered, "You don't like the sword?"
He shook head and smiled, "No…No…It's so valuable and also your favorite. I can't take it away from you."
"It doesn't matter. I do want to give it to you. And I hope you can take it with you someday." Jin Pingyue turned down Qin Dong's return and thrust the sword in his chest.
Qin Dong smiled bitterly and had to respond, "Alright, I accept it. Thank you for the sword."
Ecstatic, Jin Pingyue asked anxiously, "You promised to be my disciple?"
Qin Dong found it cruel to turn down a tender and kind woman like his mother. However, Jin Pingyue was only a cultivator at the second level, and far inferior to him. If only Jin Pingyue was a little stronger than him, he would choose to be her disciple without hesitation. But now…
The monk was glad to see Qin Dong's awkwardness.
He chuckled to Jin Pingyue, "You lose the bait along with the fish. Qin Dong is unwilling. Don't force him. Ha…ha…ha… Boy, you have a good taste. My cultivation is higher than hers and I'm your best choice. We can hold the teaching ceremony now and I'll give my purple gold bowl to you at once. It's more powerful than her sword."
"Monk! Qin Dong hasn't said anything, why you interrupt him? Stay away!" Jin Pingyue yelled with a sullen look.
The monk was about to rebuke, but Qin Dong frowned and screamed, "Stop quarreling!"
Both Jin Pingyue and the monk calmed down and flicked a look as scorching as fire at him.
Lin Qingfeng was frustrated with a grim smile, since his two subordinates never listened to his words but to Qin Dong's.
Qin Dong sighed and answered sincerely, "Thanks for your favor. I want to focus on study right now, and have no plan to practice martial arts. Sorry!"
"You must like to fly in the sky and rob the rich to feed the poor just as the knights in the novels?" The monk tempted him.
He waved head, whispering, "I want to lead a peaceful life."
A sense of disappointment flickered in Jin Pingyue and the monk's eyes.
Stunned, Fang Xian'er never expected that Qin Dong would reject such a golden chance without delay. But she thought what he said was nonsense, because almost all the teachers reported her that Qin Dong slept during classes and cared for nobody!