A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 2367

Faced with Ye Fan's questioning, Jian Boyou responded with a smug smile, “That is nothing. I still have plenty of treasures in my hands. As long as you acknowledge me as your master, my legacy will be passed on to you! How about it, kid? Are you going to kneel or—”

Suddenly, there was a loud thud.

Ye Fan, who had been unyieldingly resolute, had directly knelt down.

“Master!”

Jian Boyou was somewhat bewildered.

He had thought that persuading him to become his apprentice would likely require a considerable amount of effort.

Unexpectedly, he was swift and decisive this time.

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Fan had already knelt down.

“You... agree to my terms?” Jian Boyou asked once more.

Ye Fan nodded. “I agree. I agree to everything. Please, Master, take me to that place of cultivation as soon as possible.”

The end was near, and things like integrity and pride no longer mattered.

If sacrificing a bit of his own dignity could trade for a glimmer of hope for Earth, then this deal would still be worthwhile.

Jiang Yuqing accused him of being selfish, and everyone believed that he was a deserter.

But that was not who Ye Fan was.

He was also making an effort.

He was also devising a plan.

If there was any chance to save the world, he naturally wouldn't want to see the Earth destroyed.

That was also his home, the place where he had grown and thrived.

Who would willingly leave their hometown unless absolutely necessary?

Of course, Ye Fan never bothered to clarify any misunderstandings others might have about him.

All along the way, he had always been misunderstood.

For those who possess true power, the viewpoints of others hold no significance. Only those who are weak would concern themselves with others' perceptions.

Jian Boyou nodded.

“All right. Since you have already agreed to my terms, I will formally take you as my apprentice. As for entering the cultivation space, there's no need to rush. I'll teach you some sword techniques first. Once you have practiced and familiarized yourself with these sword moves and techniques, it won't be too late to enter the cultivation space.”

Jian Boyou was indeed a straightforward man.

After Ye Fan agreed to become his apprentice, he decided to teach Ye Fan some sword techniques.

However, Ye Fan refused.

“Master, I just want to go to the cultivation space now. I aspire to reach the god realm within a few years! As for techniques of swordsmanship, I thought I would practice them later.” Ye Fan spoke solemnly.

Jian Boyou was taken aback, but it didn't take long for him to see through Ye Fan's thoughts. “I was just wondering why you suddenly changed your mind. It seems I know the answer now. But you really don't need to take Earth too seriously. The Sword Celestial Palace is unbreakable. Even a reincarnation-level powerhouse would struggle to inflict the slightest damage on this celestial palace. Once your cultivation improves in the future, you will be able to ascend to the Celestial Realm. When the time comes, why worry about not having a place to stand? This humble world known as Earth, even if it does not perish this time, will inevitably face destruction in the next catastrophe in the not-too-distant future. Life and death is the law of nature. Moreover, we, as celestial cultivators, consider the world as our home. If you can break through the cycle of reincarnation and achieve greatness, the entire universe will be at your feet. The strong need not concern themselves with the gains and losses of a single city or town.”

Jian Boyou stroked his beard, gently offering his advice.

But Ye Fan remained unmoved. He firmly responded, “I'm sorry. I'm not as transcendent as you. Earth is my home. It's also the dwelling of those I hold most dear. If there's even the slightest possibility, I will put forth a thousandfold effort. Moreover, if Earth were truly destroyed, where would I go to find my beloved Mucheng?”

Certain values are ingrained in the bones and blood.