Chapter 221: Chapter 221 Do You Think You’re Qualified?

Yang Xiaotian looked at Deng Qinghong and shook his head, “I don’t have any plans to take a master for the time being.”

Huang Xin and Deng Qinghong were both taken aback.

Deng Qinghong, whose eyes were smiling and who was expecting Yang Xiaotian to come forward and acknowledge him as his master, had his smile freeze.

He was one of the strongest old ancestors of the True Dragon Divine Sect, as well as the best at Alchemy in the sect. How could Yang Xiaotian refuse to accept him as his master?

Huang Xin’s expression darkened as he said, “Yang Xiaotian, my master is not only the best at Alchemy among the old ancestors of the True Dragon Divine Sect but also one of its strongest ancestors, an unparalleled existence in the late stage of the Saint Realm!”

“Have you thought it through?”

“You only have one chance!”

Yet Yang Xiaotian still shook his head, “As I said, I don’t have any plans to take a master for the time being.”

Late stage of the Saint Realm, an unparalleled existence?

Even his Mount Beast, the Azure Thunder Python, was already in the Divine Spirit Realm. How could he accept a Saint Realm master?

An existence like Deng Qinghong could be easily suppressed by the Azure Thunder Python with just one hand.

Deng Qinghong’s face looked somewhat displeased.

He never expected that he, a distinguished late-stage Saint Realm old ancestor, would be rejected by a disciple who had just joined the sect.

To put it bluntly, the other party looked down on him!

Huang Xin was also quite angry as he said, “Yang Xiaotian, you may have created a Profound Level Elixir in the Martial King Realm, but don’t think you can really become a Medicine God.”

“The title of Medicine God is not something you can aspire to.”

“Without my master’s guidance, it’s impossible for you to become a Medicine God.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, “Your master is one of the strongest ancestors of the True Dragon Divine Sect? But I’ve heard that the strongest ancestor of the True Dragon Divine Sect is Li Zhengqing.”

He had asked around.

The True Dragon Divine Sect had two Divine Spirit Realm experts.

One was Li Zhengqing.

The other, the Guardian Divine Beast of the True Dragon Divine Sect.

When Yang Xiaotian mentioned Li Zhengqing, both Deng Qinghong and Huang Xin were taken aback.

Huang Xin then looked at Yang Xiaotian with contempt, “Yang Xiaotian, you’re dreaming if you want to take our old ancestor as your master. It’s sheer folly! Even your sister doesn’t have the qualifications, and you’re just an eleventh-level Martial Soul. Do you think you’re worthy?”

“Your talent in Alchemy may be good, but if it weren’t for the fact that you subdued the Divine Flame, you wouldn’t even be qualified to acknowledge my master as yours.”

Yang Xiaotian had merely mentioned Li Zhengqing offhandedly, never expecting Deng Qinghong and Huang Xin to misinterpret it as his wish to accept Li Zhengqing as his master.

Although Li Zhengqing was in the Divine Spirit Realm, like the Azure Thunder Python, he was only at the first level. If a fight actually took place, it was uncertain if Li Zhengqing would be a match for the Azure Thunder Python.

After all, the Azure Thunder Python came from a peak bloodline of Divine Beasts, the king of Divine Beasts.

Of course, Yang Xiaotian wouldn’t consider taking Li Zhengqing as his master.

However, he didn’t bother to explain further.

“Yang Xiaotian, you’d better recognize reality,” Huang Xin said again, “Being able to accept my master as yours is already your good fortune.”

Yang Xiaotian’s brows furrowed.

Huang Xin was about to say more when Deng Qinghong said in a deep voice, “Forget it, just an eleventh-level Martial Soul, even acknowledging him as a nominal disciple would be embarrassing for me.” With that, he left with a flick of his sleeve.

Seeing this, Huang Xin did not linger either and followed Deng Qinghong, taking off.

The two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Deng Qinghong leave angrily, Yang Xiaotian didn’t mind and continued flying to the mountain peak cave dwelling area of the Core Disciples with Wu Qi, Luo Qing, and the others.

On the way, Wu Qi looked worried, “Young Master, Deng Qinghong is an old ancestor of the True Dragon Divine Sect. By rejecting him, he might harbor resentment and make things difficult for you in the future.”

“No problem,” Yang Xiaotian said.

Wu Qi, upon hearing this, had no choice but to hold his tongue.

Shortly after, a few people arrived at the area of the Core Disciples’ cave dwellings.

At a glance, one could see that the Core Disciples’ mountains were arranged in an orderly fashion, with Spiritual Energy lingering around the peaks, Spiritual Springs flowing, Spiritual Medicine gleaming, and exotic trees reaching the sky.

Compared to the living conditions, the mountain residences of the Core Disciples simply left the quarters of the Inner Sect Disciples behind by a great margin.

The living quarters of the Inner Sect Disciples, when compared to the mountains of the Core Disciples before them, were nothing but a slum.

Yang Xiaotian inquired about the location of Hu Yue’s mountain peak and headed straight there.

In a short while, he arrived at the few peaks that Hu Yue’s servants had recently begun to develop.

Though it had only been a few days of development, these peaks had already been refined considerably, with various places along the mountainside planted with Spiritual Medicine and Spirit Trees.

On a conspicuous spot along the mountainside stood a large stone stele, which read “Private Cave Dwelling, No Trespassing Allowed.”

This stone stele was clearly erected by Hu Yue specifically for Yang Xiaotian to see.

It was also a clear warning to Yang Xiaotian.

When Yang Xiaotian arrived, there were still people cultivating the medicine fields, planting Spiritual Medicine.

These people were undoubtedly servants under Hu Yue.

Yang Xiaotian paid no attention to these servants and continued to fly toward Hu Yue’s main peak.

A few days ago, Hu Yue had subdued a Unicorn and was about to ride out on it, when she saw several figures flying towards her.

In a blink, they had arrived in front of her mountain peak.

“Miss, it looks like it’s Yang Xiaotian!” a maid beside her exclaimed.

Hu Yue was surprised; she did not expect Yang Xiaotian to come directly to her.

She lifted her chin, with an arrogant face, “Are you Yang Xiaotian?”

“Are you Hu Yue?” Yang Xiaotian asked, his expression indifferent.

One of Hu Yue’s servants behind her immediately shouted, “Yang Xiaotian, our miss is asking you a question, are you deaf? You only need to answer yes or no!”

“Quiet!” With a wave of his hand, Yang Xiaotian unleashed a Vajra Indestructible Great Handprint, and the servant at the peak of the Martial King Realm who stood behind Hu Yue was instantly blasted away by the handprint, crashing into a distant mountain wall and falling unconscious.

Seeing this, Hu Yue flew into a rage, her long whip angrily pointing at Yang Xiaotian, “Yang Xiaotian, you dare come to my mountain and injure my people!”

As the Sect Master’s daughter, all the Core Disciples would treat her with utmost respect. Who would dare to harm her people!

Yang Xiaotian had just arrived but already dared to injure her people!

She flicked her whip towards Yang Xiaotian, and at the same time, commanded her subordinates, “Beat him until he’s crippled!”

“If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility!”

“Kill all the servants by his side!”

Instantly, dozens of her underlings swarmed towards Yang Xiaotian and his companions.

One of them, with a long sword in hand, thrust towards Yang Xiaotian’s chest.

Yang Xiaotian’s eyes turned cold. According to the rules of the True Dragon Divine Sect, for these subordinate servants to lay a hand on a Core Disciple, that was a capital offense!

Yet Hu Yue’s servants still dared to act against him.

It was evident how arrogant and domineering Hu Yue usually was for her subordinates to act so recklessly.

Yang Xiaotian raised his hand and grabbed the whip from Hu Yue’s hand, looking coldly at her and her servants.

Just as Hu Yue’s servants were attacking and nearly upon Yang Xiaotian, suddenly, the sky darkened.

Hu Yue’s servants looked up in shock, only to see the Black Flood Dragon King, massive as a mountain.

Sensing the oppressive and inescapable aura of the Black Flood Dragon King, Hu Yue’s complexion changed, and she exclaimed in both shock and anger, “Yang Xiaotian, I am the Sect Master’s daughter. If you dare touch a single hair on my head, you’ll be committing a capital offense!”

As her words fell, she saw the Black Flood Dragon King’s giant tail sweeping towards her.