Under the crushing pressure, the outnumbered Ninth Master finally gave in.
He really had no way not to.
Li Chengtong had already left a slot to the Ninth Spiritual Vein; if he still refused to appreciate the favor, then even going to the Supreme Ancestor would be useless.
"Hehe, Ninth Master, our Nine Major Meridians have always shared breath and branches, sharing blessings and hardships alike. The choice you made today is a wise one..."
The Seventh Sect Leader's expression changed, then he smiled gently and pleasantly.
The Third Leader said sourly, "Yeah, your Ninth Spiritual Vein has gotten two Wushang Disciples of Heaven's Pride. In the future you'll naturally be thriving. We'll all have to curry favor with you then!"
"Everyone is being too modest."
The Ninth Master symbolically cupped his hands with both fists, politely replied with one line, then lowered his head and fell into a sulk.
No matter what.
He still felt he'd let Ye Chen down.
