Yang Fei snorted softly, looking at Patriarch Xuan Tian indifferently.
"Your aptitude is too poor, and the disciples under Xuantian Sect are all incorrigible scoundrels, unworthy to be under my tutelage."
In that instant, Patriarch Xuan Tian's heart went cold.
Within the cultivation world, he enjoyed some fame, yet he wasn't even qualified to be Yang Fei's disciple. He couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
If he hadn't witnessed Yang Fei's divine skills, Patriarch Xuan Tian might have thought Yang Fei was insulting him.
But having just seen Yang Fei's earth-shattering divine skills, Patriarch Xuan Tian dared not think so.
Seeing Patriarch Xuan Tian hang his hands and bow his head with a respectful expression, showing no discontent, Yang Fei spoke indifferently.
"However, even though your cultivation is shallow, if you sincerely seek refuge, I can give you a chance."
