Elder Jin's words to Ling Xiao were actually quite clear, "Core Disciples and the Sect Leader don't even regard you highly, and you, just an Outer Disciple with a Precious Treasure Body, are simply trash. How dare you make such a demand?"
"Whether I am qualified or not is not for you, Elder Jin, to decide. If the Sect Leader refuses, naturally, I will not pester her. Though I am but an Outer Disciple, an existence akin to an ant, even ants have dignity, unlike some people who don't even care to save face!"
By that moment, Ling Xiao was no longer afraid of Elder Jin's oppressive aura.
If it had been the first time, he might have trembled and been affected.
However, this was already the third time Elder Jin had used the same method to deal with him. The Mountain and River Martial Soul had long adapted to this kind of aura and instantly turned it into nourishment, feeding it into Ling Xiao's soul and continuously strengthening it.
"You!"
