Tang Qingyu and Song Lingxue were successively picked out, leaving only Xu Ping'an alone.
At this moment, there were no fewer than thirty elders seated in the courtyard, yet the looks they gave Xu Ping'an were somewhat strange as they shook their heads.
This baffled Qin Mu and the others.
With talent as heaven-defying as Xu Ping'an's, why did these elders have no intention of taking disciples?
"Are you Xu Ping'an?" Finally, one elder spoke up.
"Yes, that's me," Xu Ping'an responded indifferently.
"I've heard you killed many people in the Lower Realm?" the elder said.
"Huh?" Xu Ping'an was taken aback before he understood and replied with a smile, "Yes, I killed some who deserved death."
"Deserved death? I heard you've slain quite a few from Fire Divine Palace, Tianlong Hall, Earth Divine Sect, and Heaven Beyond Heavens," the elder huffed coldly.
Xu Ping'an looked at the elder.
