The Daoist of Wu Yu got up and once again grasped the Wu Yu Sword.
With an explosion of True Qi, he swung the sword forcefully. The table not far away was instantly cut in half!
At this moment, he calmed down. Unsure if he was excited or what, he looked at the remarkable disciple in front of him with mixed feelings.
He even regretted taking this disciple.
What kind of disciple did he take! It was just a complete freak!
A freak that will indefinitely defeat his master!
Alas, maybe it's time to take this person to that place.
He sighed deeply and said to Ren Feifan, "Disciple, after you finish your cultivation in the Washing Dragon Pool, I will take you to a place."
Ren Feifan was somewhat curious, "Master, what place?"
Senior Qiu quickly reacted, his face changed slightly, and said to the Daoist of Wu Yu, "Wu Yu, are you sure you want to take him there? He is not your Dao Sect's disciple, it's not good to take him there rashly."
