"Your ladyship, I took your icy frost sword and give you mine for my gratitude."
"But my sword is not the match of yours. I'll be uneasy if I accept it without rewarding you."
"Yeah…The liquor you give me is perfect. I cannot accept it without rewarding…" The monk explained in a hurry.
Qin Dong never expected that the sword and liquor that were common in the heavens stunned the cultivators in the mortal realm. He intended to use the two items as his refusal, however, the result went the other way around.
"Xiao Dong, it' rare that both two masters speak highly of you and want to tech you their techniques. Say yes!" Qin Zongheng winked at Qin Dong.
Qin Zongheng did not know the real cultivation base of Qin Dong, who surpassed Jin Pingyue and the monk and could even be their master. How funny that they demanded to be Qin Dong's mentor. It would be awkward that the two taught Qin Dong their skills.
Qin Feixiong and Gu Yuetao were embarrassed, since the golden chance they longed for was cheap for Qin Dong. Qin Feixiong looked at Qin Dong with red eyes, and Gu Yuetao was eager to rush to Qin Dong and have a bite of him to vent his anger.
"Boy, say something!" The monk was impatient at Qin Dong's silence.
Jin Pingyue was not that fussy, but fixed her eyes on Qin Dong, waiting for his answer anxiously.
In everyone's gaze, Qin Dong sighed and waved his head, "Alright, I accept the offer."
He realized that Jin Pingyue and the monk made up their minds to claim him at their disciple. If he declined again, they would come to him, and unrest continued. He accepted their offer first to reassure them at least.
The monk and Jin Pingyue sighed with relief in excitement.
The monk laughed and held Qin Dong's shoulder, "Good boy, you finally accept. Go with me, I'll try my best to teach you!"
"Monk, don't rush! Qin Dong said that he accepted our offer. You cannot take him away alone!" Jin Pingyue stretched her hands and prevented the monk.
The monk frowned, "Pingyue, I'm superior to you. He may defeat you if I teach him for three years. You don't need to get involved in the teaching."
"What?" Jin Pingyue answered in a deep voice, face darkening, and a red flash lightened in her hand.
Just now, her pressure nearly made Gu Tianba collapse. Now, as she showed the magical sword, everyone present shrieked except Qin Dong and the monk, and shrank backwards, afraid of torn by the red light.
Heart sinking, the monk was so thrilled that he forgot that she was his equal with the magical sword. It was hard to predict the result if they fought.
The monk simpered when seeing her anger, "Pingyue, I was kidding. Don't take it seriously. Ha…ha…But there is only one disciple, but two masters. We need to come up with a plan?"
Jin Pingyue collected her weapon while seeing the monk's reconcilement, eyebrows wrinkling. What the monk said made sense. Qin Dong could not be instructed by them at the same time.
When the monk and Jin Pingyue contemplated, Qin Dong grinned, "Masters, although I promise to be your disciple, I cannot practice cultivation with you right now."
The monk asked in surprise, "If you don't practice cultivation with us, why you accept our offer?"