Seven Hundred Years, Grand Unity Supreme Treasure!

On the way down the mountain, Xun Chang'an's body stiffened. His steps were very unnatural.

The two Golden Crows were on his shoulders. He was truly afraid.

If the two of them accidentally ignited the True Sun Flame, he would instantly be a goner.

Passing halfway up the mountain, Yang Tiandong, who was cultivating, asked curiously, "Junior, where are you going?"

"Master said that there's a promising talent at the foot of the mountain and asked me to bring him up," Xun Chang'an answered truthfully.

Yang Tiandong frowned slightly.

Another disciple?

No!

This time, I want to take in a disciple too!

Yang Tiandong coveted Murong Qi and Fang Liang's potential. He also wanted such disciples.

"I'll go with you."

"Of course."

Xun Chang'an wasn't stupid. He could guess what Yang Tiandong was thinking, but he didn't care.

To be honest, he really did not want to accept a disciple.