The Supreme Inheritance

"You don’t need to acknowledge me as your Master. However, my impeccable skill that transcended ancient times to modern times is something you must learn."

Feng Qing Ming’s face was gracious and pleasant, but his words were stern and strict.

"That is no different than acquiring another Master." Ling Xian grinned bitterly.

"It’s not the same. Let me ask you. If you found a book of this one technique some ancestor left behind, would you learn it?" Feng Qing Ming displayed a cunning smile.

"Of course, why would I reject a piece of meat that is right in front of me? I didn’t acknowledge anyone as my Master, I simply found a record of a technique." Ling Xian nodded. This hypothetical situation could be compared to a homeless person not accepting others’ charity but keeping the money they find on the street.

"Then it’s settled!"