Under Chu Fengmian's single strike, he had already pierced through Zhi Lingtian's Spirit Vein, and he must recover from his injury before leaving.
"Stop!"
"Chase!"
The three Hall Masters watched as Zhi Lingtian was about to leave, each of them intending to pursue, but they were all stopped by the Xuanbei Saint by their side.
"Let him go,"
the Xuanbei Saint said indifferently.
"Yes."
Hearing the Xuanbei Saint speak, the three Hall Masters dared not offer any further objection.
The Xuanbei Saint turned his head, looked at Chu Fengmian, and suddenly spoke.
"Young man, would you like to become my disciple?"
This remark silenced the three Hall Masters, who had also wanted to take Chu Fengmian as a disciple. But now, at the moment the Xuanbei Saint spoke, none of them dared to say anything.
Even if the three Hall Masters were given several doses of courage, they wouldn't dare compete with the Xuanbei Saint for a disciple.
