Chapter 50: Chapter 50: What kind of trash are you sending to me?
"Su Nan from the Southern Domain, here to pay my respects!"
The grand voice resounded across the entire Martial Extremes Mountain, making the whole sect gate fall silent for a moment, before an uproar erupted.
"Who dares to be so loud at our Martial Extremes Mountain, do they not want to live?"
"Truly insolent! Is this not putting our Northern Domain’s sacred martial land in their eyes? Let me go and meet this person!"
A few hot-blooded youths, full of vigor, heard this and were all ready to rush out to the gate in anger.
But some older martial cultivators, seeing these muscle-headed young martial artists, turned pale with fright.
"Get back! All of you, get the hell back, are you all tired of living? The one who came is none other than Su Nan of the Su family, Lord of the Southern Domain!"
"Truly newborn calves unafraid of tigers. A Peak of Quasi-Emperor coming to pay respects with just a call is already courteous enough, and you still want to announce it?"
"Get back and practice your punches, if you make any more noise, I’ll break your legs..."
Su Nan’s call to pay respects shook the entire Martial Extremes Mountain.
Deacons, elders, all hurriedly came out to calm the sect disciples, fearing any mistake that would offend the esteemed guest.
A Peak of Quasi-Emperor!
Moreover, a Quasi-Emperor in his prime, wielding an Emperor’s Weapon, no one dared to be careless in the slightest.
"Hahaha, Brother Su’s visit truly brings glory to our humble Martial Extremes Mountain. Sorry for not welcoming you from afar, forgive us, forgive us."
Accompanied by a hearty, vigorous laugh, a middle-aged man brimming with energy hurriedly came to the gate with a group of people.
The leading figure was none other than the new Sect Leader of Martial Extremes Mountain, Wu Qiong!
And the few people who followed him from behind, even the ones with the lowest status were at the Supreme Elder level, each with a formidable aura.
There was no choice, they were welcoming a Domain Master, Martial Extremes Mountain dared not show the slightest negligence.
"Haha, Brother Wu, no need to be so courteous. Back then we fought side by side against the Demon Race, it’s been hundreds of years in a blink."
Seeing an old acquaintance, a somewhat surprised smile appeared on Su Nan’s face.
He didn’t expect that the little guy who used to follow behind him had now become a sect leader.
"Back then, Brother Su’s might is still vivid in my memory."
Wu Qiong sighed, back then Su Nan had indeed forged his reputation through battles.
One man with a spear, sweeping across a hundred thousand Demon Race troops, no demon dared to step over the line.
Su Nan said he fought alongside him, but in fact, he was just cheering from the back.
"Come, arrange the wine and feast, today we must drink with Brother Su till we’re drunk!"
After the sentiments, Wu Qiong warmly pulled Su Nan’s arm and headed towards the mountain gate.
On this path, countless disciples of Martial Extremes Mountain secretly curiously poked their heads out to look at the legendary Domain Master.
After all, in this vast world, there are only about five Domain Masters.
"Wu Qiong is actually the Sect Leader of this generation at Martial Extremes Mountain, it seems the matter of apprenticeship might go smoother."
A few smiles appeared on Su Nan’s face.
Back then he also practiced martial arts, thus on the Demon Race battlefield he had often guided those little guys, which could be considered a favor of some teaching.
Thinking about it, this small matter of apprenticeship shouldn’t be a big problem.
...
Before long, the grand hall of Martial Extremes Mountain was filled with delicacies and fine wine, accompanied by various Supreme Elders.
And after the third round of wine and five courses of dishes, Wu Qiong, as the host, started to speak with a light smile,
"Brother Su, as a Domain Master, you must be busy with numerous affairs. Now that you’ve come from afar, there must be an important matter."
"Brother Su, if you have any matters, just say it, as long as I can help, I, Wu Qiong, will not shirk."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present also put down their wine cups and looked curiously towards Su Nan.
"Brother Wu, you’re straightforward, so I’ll be direct as well."
Su Nan smiled and then said, "I’ve come this time to find a famous teacher for my son."
"There are many orthodoxies in the world, but in the Foundation Establishment method martial arts is the best, and the foremost in martial arts Foundation Establishment is Wu Jiuling of Martial Extremes Mountain."
"I wish to ask if your sect’s Wu Jiuling has any plans to take on disciples?"
Su Nan originally thought this matter would be easily resolved, but unexpectedly, as soon as he finished his sentence, everyone present showed a difficult expression.
"This..."
Wu Qiong hesitated, then smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Su must have heard some rumors about Elder Jiuling."
"His fists are hard, his fate is hard, his temper even harder. Unless he fancies someone himself, otherwise, even if you take his head off, he won’t take on disciples."
A nearby Supreme Elder also said helplessly:
"Patriarch Su may not have heard, a few days ago, an elder from the Celestial Martial Sect of the Northern Domain brought the sect’s young sect master to seek apprenticeship under Jiuling."
"But Jiuling just took one look and turned away, saying directly, ’What garbage are you sending to me? I won’t accept.’
Su Nan’s mouth twitched upon hearing this.
The Celestial Martial Sect, the top sect in the Northern Domain, held a status equivalent to the Su family in the Southern Domain.
In other words, that young sect master of the Celestial Martial Sect was also the son of a Domain Master.
And yet... he was dismissed with Wu Jiuling’s one word: garbage?
"This Wu Jiuling..."
Su Nan rubbed his temples, speaking with a headache: "He indeed has guts of steel. Did that old thing from Celestial Martial just let it slide?"
Tianwu Zhao Shanke, the Northern Domain Master, they had ’dealt’ with each other numerous times.
Hearing Su Nan call Tianwu an old thing, everyone present couldn’t help their eyelids from twitching, pretending they didn’t hear anything.
As far as they knew, these two Domain Masters weren’t exactly friends.
"Tianwu... Domain Master almost came to kill him back then."
Wu Qiong smiled bitterly and said: "I personally went to apologize, only then was the matter settled."
"But the Tianwu Domain Master made it clear, since Wu Jiuling refused to take on disciples, he shouldn’t ever take on disciples in his life."
"If he dares accept even one disciple, the Celestial Martial Sect won’t let it rest."
Saying this, Wu Qiong helplessly looked at Su Nan,
"Brother Su, you must understand the difficulty in taking on disciples in this situation."
"Elder Jiuling’s time is nearly up, he’s not afraid of death, so the requirements for closing disciple... are extremely high!"
"Secondly, if Elder Jiuling accepts disciples, then the Celestial Martial Sect..."
The conversation didn’t continue, everyone at Martial Extremes Mountain showed bitter smiles.
Martial Extremes Mountain is strong, but caught between two Domain Masters, they couldn’t afford to offend either.
But, after all, the Su family is reasonable, unlike the somewhat overbearing Celestial Martial Sect.
They hoped to reason with emotion and move Su Nan to give up.
But since Su Nan had come such a long way personally, how could he leave so easily?
"Celestial Martial Sect won’t let it rest?"
"That old thing is truly domineering, what does it matter to him whether someone accepts disciples or not."
Su Nan said in annoyance: "Don’t worry about the Celestial Martial Sect, if they have any discontent, let them come to the Southern Domain and find my Su family."
"Years without causing him trouble, and now he’s got a son like a blooming iron tree, shameless old thing."
Everyone present had their eyelids twitching furiously upon hearing this, a Supreme Elder quickly set up a barrier.
"No need to fear, let Wu Jiuling come, no one else can decide on the matter of discipleship, he must personally speak for it to count." Su Nan waved and said.
Wu Qiong nodded helplessly and then gave the order.
Before long, a shabby, small-statured old man walked into the great hall, reeking of alcohol.
"Hic, what do you need me