Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and said, "But you were the one who asked me to go..."
Huo Wuya nodded and said, "Indeed, this matter is also my responsibility, but ultimately, the beneficiary is you. After all, that extreme Sword Intent was absorbed by you, isn't that correct?"
A group of elders, following the sect master's prior instructions, put on a fierce expression, glaring at Chen Mo with dissatisfaction, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense and explosive.
More than a dozen Martial Arts Sect Masters simultaneously pressured, creating an intense sense of oppression that could nearly suffocate an ordinary person who would immediately have to give in and admit fault.
Yet Chen Mo's expression remained calm, and he said indifferently, "So, what does the Sect Master intend? If you ask the junior to return the things now, I'm afraid it would be impossible."
Huo Wuya's eyes showed increasing appreciation, and he stroked his beard, saying, "Rest assured, I am not so petty. The purpose of the Sword Washing Pool's existence is to temper the physique of the sect members; how much one can absorb depends entirely on one's capability, and it was meant to be consumed."
"The only point of contention now is nothing but Chen's identity."
"As long as Chen is willing to join our sect, all conflicts will naturally disappear, and I can also provide an explanation to them."
"..."
Chen Mo's lips twitched slightly.
Finally, they got to the point. This map of Yan Country is unnecessarily long...
Actually, regarding the matter of apprenticing to Martial Saint, he wasn't particularly resistant; Huo Wuya seemed reliable, being Shen Zhixia's master, and the background and resources of the Holy Sect would also aid him in advancing to higher realms.
However, everything has pros and cons—
First, his identity is that of an Imperial Official. Once he apprentices, he'd become the official endorsement of Martial Saint Mountain, getting too close to Jianghu people could bring unnecessary trouble to the Chen Family.
Moreover, the Great Yuan Court would eventually settle accounts with the sects; by then, he'd be caught in the middle, only making things difficult for Empress Baby.
From any perspective, apprenticing now is not a good idea.
At least not doing so openly.
Seeing Chen Mo remain silent, Huo Wuya continued to persuade, "Actually, I appreciate you very much, which is why I'm willing to take you as my last disciple. This way, you'd be more closely connected with Zhixia, and when you two get married in the future, I will certainly witness it myself..."
"Master!"
"What are you talking about!"
Shen Zhixia's cheeks turned red, stamping her foot in embarrassment and annoyance.
"Ah, it's bound to happen sooner or later. Haven't you been thinking about Chen Mo all the time? Why feel embarrassed now?" Speaking of which, Huo Wuya suddenly felt a chill down his back; turning around, he saw two ladies staring at him softly.
The Daoist Venerable had long said that he had no objection to him taking disciples.
As for the other person, she seemed unfamiliar, with a profound aura, making her enigmatic; Huo Wuya didn't give it much thought, assuming she was some elder from Tianshu Pavilion.
"How about it, Chen? Are you considering it?" Huo Wuya said, "Rest assured, as long as you join us, whether cultivation techniques or resources, will all be available, plus I will guide you myself, ensuring you can achieve First Grade before thirty!"
He believed the offer was generous enough; anyone would find it irresistible.
But Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Honored by the sect master's favor, the junior feels privileged, but as I am a government officer of the Sky Scale Guard, such decisions need to be reported to superiors first; I can't make decisions on my own."
"Report to superiors?"
Huo Wuya frowned, clearly understanding this was a deferment.
As the Ultimate Venerable himself, offering recruitment should have given ample face, yet unexpectedly, the other party was completely unmoved!
The originally amiable expression gradually cooled down, considering he had to exert some pressure on this kid, immediately saying in a deep voice, "My intention was to think of a win-win situation, solving the problem without breaking harmony, but since Chen doesn't know how to appreciate kindness, then think about how to replenish the Sword Intent in the Sword Washing Pool yourself."
"To put it bluntly, I'll give you three days; if you can't meet the previous standard, don't blame me for using my authority to be harsh with you!"
The peak masters exchanged glances.
The Sword Intent had been accumulated for nearly a thousand years to reach such scale; how could it be replenished in three days?
This is simply an impossible task!
It seems the sect master tried soft tactics, and now shifting to hard ones, intending to force Chen Mo into compliance!
At this moment, a cool voice rang out, "Old thing, who do you intend to be harsh with?"
"Hmm?"
Huo Wuya frowned, following the voice.
He saw the cold and glamorous woman beside Ji Hongxiu, staring directly at him, her eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.
"Hasn't the Daoist Venerable spoken yet? Why are you, a mere elder, interrupting?" Huo Wuya was also getting fired up, waving his hand, "I'm putting this here today; the matter must be addressed, no matter if the Heavenly King comes, it makes no difference!"
"Actually, she's..."
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