"Well, although your talent for refining weapons is not enough to pass on my skill of refining weapons, since you are dedicated to the Tao, although you cannot be my disciple, you can still be my disciple. I will order my eldest disciple.
Let me accept you as my disciple!"
Zhubao Shenjun thought for a while, then looked at Wen Wangu and said with a smile: "Are you willing?"
"What!"
Wen Wangu's expression changed drastically, the veins on his face appeared, and some couldn't believe what they heard.
Wen Wangu did not expect that the Lord Zhubao not only had no intention of accepting him as his disciple, but also wanted him to worship his own disciple as his master.
For Wen Wangu, who was arrogant and had nothing to spare, this was simply a shame and humiliation, and he almost jumped to his feet.
"Don't be impulsive! This Treasure-casting God has never accepted a disciple before, and the establishment of the sect has just been announced. There is no possibility of having a top disciple. This person has always been eccentric and has a weird temperament. Moreover, it is not a child's play to accept a top disciple. It is inevitable.
You have to go through many tests, and you must stay calm, otherwise you will miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
When the ancestor of the Wen family saw Wen Wangu's reaction, his eyes flickered, and he sent a message from his mind: "Don't worry, because of Zhu Bao Shenjun's temperament, if he has no intention of accepting you as his disciple, he will definitely refuse and will not be with you.
Just say a few more words, and now as long as you show your sincerity in seeking the truth, he will definitely be moved!"
"Thank you God Lord for your love. As long as the disciple can get guidance from God Lord and practice the art of weapon refining, I will be satisfied and naturally willing."
After Wen Wangu heard this, his expression returned to normal, he thought about it and said.
"Wen Wangu's answer is quite appropriate. It should be enough to pass the test of the Treasure-casting God Lord!"
"Even if the Treasure-casting God Lord won't accept a disciple on the spot, I'm afraid it will be a matter of time. This time, although Wen Wangu was beaten by the Lisheng Swordsman, the harvest is also extremely huge!"
"I didn't expect that Wen Wangu not only has an amazing physique, but also has such outstanding talent in weapon refining that he would be valued by the God of Forging Treasures!"
When everyone heard Wen Wangu's answer, they all nodded secretly.
Most people have the same idea as the ancestor of the Wen family, thinking that what Zhu Bao Shenjun said was just to test Wen Wangu.
Now that I heard that Wan Gu answered so appropriately and with full sincerity, Lord Zhubao must be very satisfied in his heart even if he didn't say it.
Moreover, with Wen Wangu's divine blood body talent, it was more than enough to become the founding disciple of the sect. There was no way that the Lord of Treasure Casting could have made a better choice.
"If that's the case, it's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun, so you can become a disciple today!"
After hearing Wen Wangu's answer, the Lord Zhu Bao Shen still had a smile on his face and spoke.
"The Treasure-Building God is about to accept a disciple?"
"Sure enough, this is just a test from the Treasure-casting God. Who can refuse a disciple with a body of divine blood?"
"Yes, even the Treasure-casting God couldn't hold back. He started accepting disciples on the spot. He was obviously afraid that the Wen family would regret it!"
"Now the position of the first disciple is gone. What a pity!"
"Although the position of the first disciple is gone, as long as you can become the disciple of the Treasure Forging God, you still have an extraordinary status. Not to mention that his weapon refining skills are unparalleled in the plane. As long as you can get his inheritance, it is enough!"
Many powerful men who intended to have their children become disciples of the Treasure-making God were heartbroken, and many young talents who intended to become their disciples were also greatly disappointed.
As soon as Zhu Bao Shenjun said this, Wen Wangu was already confirmed to be the first disciple of the sect, and now he only had to go through the ceremony of becoming a master and accepting a disciple.
"Disciple heard from Wangu, thank you Master Zhubao!"
Wen Wangu was even more overjoyed and quickly thanked him.
He originally thought that the Treasure-casting God must have other tests, but he didn't expect to agree so easily. He was simply overjoyed.
The ancestor of the Wen family was also overjoyed. Once the matter was completed, it goes without saying that the benefits to the Wen family in the future would be great.
"Hahaha, dear disciple, you should call me your master. My first disciple is your master!"
Suddenly, the Lord Zhu Bao Shen burst into laughter and said.
"How do you say this, Master Shen? I wonder who this great disciple of the sect is?"
The ancestor of the Wen family turned extremely ugly and asked immediately.
He had obviously seen that Lord Zhubao was just teasing Wen Wangu.
Otherwise, no matter how weird his temperament is, it is absolutely impossible to treat Wen Wangu like this in full view of the public.
"Since I heard that Wangu is willing to become my disciple as his disciple, I should naturally let him come out so that the ceremony can be held!"
The Lord Zhubao smiled faintly and said: "Okay, since everyone wants to see you, then you can come out!"
"This treasure-forging god is obviously trying to help me get into trouble. The two Wen family members have long regarded me as a thorn in their side, and now that they've done this, they'd be surprised if they don't hate me to the core in the future!"
Luo Zheng frowned, but he had agreed to this a long time ago, and now he had no choice but to walk out slowly.
"What does this Lisheng swordsman want to do?"
"Could it be that he saw that Wan Gu failed in worshiping the Lord of Treasure Casting as his teacher, and wanted to compete for this opportunity!"
"I think he is just dreaming. The Lord Shen doesn't even like Wen Wangu, so how can he like him!"
Seeing Luo Zheng coming out, many people secretly mocked him, no one thought he could be the disciple of the Treasure-casting God.
After all, Luo Zheng is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion of the Dao Sword Heavenly Sect. It is absolutely impossible for him to become a disciple of the Lord Zhu Bao again. Otherwise, he will betray the sect and no one can save him.
Or if the Zhubao Shenjun has no intention of establishing a sect and is just a solitary cultivator, the Daojian Tianzong may also agree, but it must be approved by the sect.
But now these conditions are not met, Zhubao Shenjun has announced that he will establish a sect.
What's more, the eldest disciple who founded the sect is very likely to be the next patriarch, and it is impossible to accept a disciple from another sect.
"Disciple Lisheng Swordsman, I pay my respects to my master and meet all my colleagues!"
However, just when no one expected it, Luo Zheng walked directly in front of the Treasure-casting God, saluted and said.
"How is this possible! How can the Lisheng Swordsman be the chief disciple of the Treasure-making God?"
"He is a disciple of the Daojian Tian Sect. Could it be that he betrayed the sect? No wonder he dared to ignore Elder Ku Yi."
"I don't think it's impossible. This Lisheng Swordsman is from a lower plane and is only interested in profit. As the eldest disciple of the Treasure-making God, his status is naturally much higher than that of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion of the Dao Sword Heavenly Sect!"
"The sword pavilion disciple that Dao Sword Tian Sect has painstakingly cultivated has become someone else's eldest disciple. I don't know how he will deal with it!"
Everyone was shocked, some were filled with indignation, some were gloating, and some looked like they were watching a show.
"Lisheng Swordsman, you betrayed the sect, which is a heinous crime! I have already informed the sect about this matter. In the near future, the sect will issue a wanted notice for you. At that time, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Ku Yi stared at Luo Zheng, with a murderous look on his face, and roared. (To be continued)