"What? You're actually planning to become a disciple of this old thing?"
Seeing Xu Wendong about to acknowledge Wuming as his master, Dustless became furious. He simply could not comprehend why Xu Wendong would choose Wuming as his master instead of him.
Wuming also had a look of bewilderment, as he had already given up on the idea of taking Xu Wendong as a disciple.
Although he was the Third Elder of the Elixir Sect,
he was the weakest among the many elders, and the least noticeable.
"Yes, I am willing to acknowledge Elder Wuming as my master," Xu Wendong said with a determined look.
"Nonsense!" Dustless shouted angrily, "Although Wuming is the Third Elder of the Elixir Sect, his Golden Core has been severely damaged, making him practically a cripple. What can you learn from him by becoming his disciple?"
"Xu Wendong, I am giving you one last chance to choose your master, and I hope you don't fail to appreciate it!"
