"What do you want?" Zhou Xuanji asked in a low voice, his gaze locked onto the old beggar.
Hearing this, the old beggar scratched his bottom as he lay on the grass and chuckled, "Naturally, I want to take you as a disciple. Did you forget about our last meeting?"
Zhou Xuanji coldly harrumphed and said, "I'm not interested."
Even though the old beggar was very powerful, he did not like having another senior above him.
The old beggar flipped himself up and said seriously, "I can help you surpass Malicious Buddha and the Demonic Emperor."
Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes and said, "I can do that by myself."
The old beggar angrily put his hands at his waist and said, "Even if you become stronger, they'll still exist and become stronger too. Just when will you be able to catch up to them?"
Zhou Xuanji fell silent. He understood the principle, but he just didn't want to take on another teacher.
