The aura of White Sword Sect burst forth in full glory. With the oppressive strength of Mental Energy, the land beneath them groaned.

Qin Mu, caught in the center of the oppressive atmosphere, showed no fear.

"Teach?" Qin Mu asked. "Of course, I'll teach."

The surrounding Myriad Sword Pavilion disciples were instantly dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

"You actually want to teach our Pavilion Master what to do?"

Bai Ming's eyelids twitched. Then, he burst into laughter, looking up at the sky. "Good, good, good! A true hero emerges from the youth! This old man wants to see what a brat like you can teach me today!"

"Wasn't it the Electric Light Drill just now?" Qin Mu asked.

Pfftf—cough, cough! Bai Ming choked on his tea. "You scoundrel, the old man is mentioning the rules here with you!"

"What I'm talking about are also rules," Qin Mu answered sincerely. "The Electric Light Drill is my special technique, and how can it be compared to Nine Swords in a Line?"

Bai Ming's brow furrowed as he pondered: "Electric Light Drill is convenient to master and unifies attack and defense. Its rush power is merely slightly weaker than Nine Swords, but much more applicable to Mentalists than the ridiculously difficult Nine Swords."

In spite of the fact that he was angry, he had lived through the Great Cataclysm times and cared for Dragon Star. He would not utter any nonsense.

"Your Sole Focus does not include the Nine Swords skillset, and that costs 1.5 billion," Qin Mu asked. "My Electric Light Drill costs 300 million. Am I overcharging?"

Bai Ming snorted. "300 million is acceptable, but I never said your offer was unreasonable. We are, however, discussing the fact that you were secretly studying the Nine Swords style!"

"I told you this is what it's all about!" Qin Mu said nonchalantly. "You just watched the Electric Light Drill, and looking at your talent, you've already mastered it. You've invaded my technique without my consent. How can we resolve our dispute?"

The disciples of Myriad Sword Pavilion became dumbfounded.

"You…you're being unreasonable!"

"You did it yourself; it's not like we wanted to see it."

"Exactly! Didn't the Alliance Leader say to block the videos and only buy from you if we want to use it?"

"Good!" Qin Mu immediately pointed at Bai Qingyan. "Then I'll buy it from you now, and she'll pay."

The disciples cringed, and they all longed to bash their own heads. Bai Ming was led around in circles, and it took him a moment to collect his wits. "Presumptuous! Is my Nine Swords skill something that can just be so readily purchased?"

Qin Mu smiled. "What? The White Sword Sect has greater skill than the Alliance Leader? The Alliance Leader has his own unique skill. It can be sold, but yours can't? Are you just saying the Alliance Leader is being secretive and peddling fake skill?"

Bai Ming's expression turned stony. "I certainly didn't say that."

"Then are the rules of your Myriad Sword Pavilion more impressive?" Qin Mu raised an eyebrow. "If the Alliance Leader's skill is learned secretly, it still follows Alliance rules. What did he say just now? Normal procedure, an Alliance lawsuit."

Qin Mu didn't have any concern about the possibility of lawsuits either. By the time the lawsuit went to trial, he'd already be long gone.

"That's it. If you have any legal questions, you can ask my lawyer. I have things to do, so that is it, and I'm leaving."

As Qin Mu turned around to walk away, the disciples are rendered speechless in shock.

"Wait!" exclaimed Bai Ming. He had no idea how a perfectly good situation had gone so badly wrong.

"Any other instructions?"

"Brat, the rules of the Alliance are rules, but my rules are also rules!" Bai Ming coughed twice. "Qin Mu, I think that you're a genius, but you're just not understanding the rules. It isn't necessary for you to involve the Alliance in this. You have the prizes of the tournament, so it's time for you to choose one of the four Great Grandmasters as your master. This is an opportunity that I am presenting to you. Come under the protection of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, and I will solve the problem of your secret studying."

Bai Ming had planned this all along, that he would make this boy his disciple, but the leader of the Sword Sect cannot lack prestige, so he decided to save face by first taming Qin Mu's haughty attitudes so that the boy would become easier to handle. It was all supposed to be a masterstroke. Instead, it became embarrassing.

"Do I have to use the reward just because it's given?" Qin Mu asked, sounding confused.

The onlooking Martial Artists gasped in surprise

" Qin Mu! That's a Sword Sect leader!"

"The most powerful Mentalist on Dragon Star!"

"Those who wanted to be his disciple could encircle Dragon Star thirty times over!"

"He's not holding you accountable, and he also wants to mentor you. You couldn't find a better bargain if you searched with a high-beam flashlight!"

Qin Mu would have been interested in this offer had it come earlier. "Not taking into consideration any other thing, I have a question for you. Does the Myriad Sword Pavilion have any Mentalist-related cultivation techniques that are Great Grandmaster levels?"

Bai Ming's heart skipped a beat. "Brat, what are you talking about?"

Qin Mu spoke expressionlessly, "I mean that my Sole Focus is at the level of Rank Nine Perfection. In terms of techniques, I have no further learning to do. You want to take me as your disciple; you have to have something to teach me?" Qin Mu asked.

The onlookers were shocked.

"Cultivation Technique Perfection"

"Rank Nine?"

"Are you joking? I've been to the Pavilion for two years, and I've only reached rank three!"

Bai Ming gasped in surprise. During the competition, Qin Mu seemed to possess a strong level of comprehension, but "Perfection" was beyond his expectations. Nine Swords in a Line was embedded in the end stage of the skill, and once Perfection of that skill was attained, Nine Swords would automatically be accomplished.

"Qin Mu! How many days has it been? You are already at Perfection?" Bai Qingyan turned white in the face.

When they put money on this bet, they agreed that he was to achieve "Major Achievement" within a month. It had only been a couple of days, and he already achieved Rank Nine Perfection.

"Is a B-rank cultivation method really that hard?" Qin Mu asked nonchalantly.

Extremely difficult. The crowd went silent.

"Though uncomfortable. my heart has been struck by ten thousand critical blows."

"I took a whole year just to get started. 'Cause is it difficult? This is the type of thing that I won't master in my whole lifetime." In the quietness,

Qin Mu suddenly remembered something. "Oh, yeah. White Sword Sect, you said the bet was mine. Where is the goods?"

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