Chapter 310: President, You Don't Believe Me Again

Chapter 311: Okay, I Want Three Favors

The scene once again erupted into chaos, with everyone feeling the mounting excitement.

After promising one favor, President Shi Ti was actually making another bold... no, generous offer!

How could he be so generous?

The crowd listened in stunned silence, hardly believing this was the Shi Ti they knew.

Had he swallowed gunpowder today?

Was he that irritable?

Was it because he was on the same wavelength as that young man, unable to shake off the emotions, or was he simply getting more and more fired up?

“Old President is planning to take a disciple—oh my god, that's huge news!”

“You're dreaming—forgot the prerequisite? Ba pin dan yao!”

“Ba pin... heavens above, so apprenticeship can work like this? If I'd known, I wouldn't have taken the exam—I'd have gone for three grades at once, and then I could be the President's disciple too?”

“Heh, wake up—it's daytime!”

Fu Yin Hong stared at Shi Ti, equally astonished.

Ba pin!

She was at ba pin now, and if not for those two mishaps, she might even be a qi pin dan master by now.

But Shi Ti wouldn't choose her.

She knew her own aptitude wasn't enough.

Xu Xiaoshou...

Was he really that formidable?

Fu Yin Hong thought of that Chi Jin Dan, while the onlookers were swept up in the crowd's energy, not dwelling on it much.

But if Xu Xiaoshou could truly protect the dan from the explosion and it was as impressive as Yun He claimed...

All of this, upon closer reflection, was terrifying!

She glanced at the old president; he seemed excited on the surface, but what he was really thinking, Fu Yin Hong couldn't tell.

“Xu Xiaoshou...”

She turned to look at the young man, recalling their first encounter on the street when she almost had him imprisoned.

Who would have thought he'd turn out to be such a figure?

Faced with President Shi Ti's tempting offer, how would he respond?

“Take a disciple?”

Xu Xiaoshou muttered to himself; truthfully, he was tempted.

But he thought of Sang Lao—that old man would never let him go, he was absolutely certain of that.

Even if he escaped for now, once the straw hat old man arrived, he'd still have to obediently follow.

Shi Ti...

Could he stand up to Sang Lao?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't think so.

That old man was truly powerful, and it wasn't in dan refining—his dan dao was just a side effect of cultivating “Jin Zhao Tian Fen.”

“President, you're joking. To be your disciple, I know I'm not qualified yet.”

Xu Xiaoshou said tactfully, then shifted the topic.

“But since the President values me so much, I can't just decline this bet.”

“How about this... If I really can refine a ba pin dan yao, then on top of the previous favor promise, add one more?”

Xu Xiaoshou wanted to ask for more, but he didn't have the nerve.

Two favors were enough.

Shi Ti was stunned inside.

Someone refusing his offer to take a disciple?

And a young dan master at that—how was that possible?

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Indeed, Xu Xiaoshou's various outrageous actions had made him furious time and again.

But he wasn't foolish.

The guy's behavior was too strange.

It was almost on par with that Sang old man who caused a massive uproar in the Sheng Gong back then!

As Shi Ti thought about it, the image of Mu Zixi involuntarily appeared in his mind.

If he had to rank them in his heart, he might feel that the one who truly resembled Sang Lao and was more suited to be his disciple was this unreliable fellow in front of him!

“Could it be I was wrong—this Xu Xiaoshou isn't the scapegoat Sang Lao found for Mu Zixi, but rather...”

“The complete opposite?”

Shi Ti was shocked by his own thought.

He scrutinized Xu Xiaoshou again...

They were too similar!

Especially that destructive ability—it was even surpassing the original!

He turned to glance at the skylight of the dan refining room where Xu Xiaoshou had been, and suddenly everything clicked in his mind.

Perhaps the kid was telling the truth—that dan refining process was normal?

And in the whole world, the only dan refining technique that could cause such a commotion through normal means...

Shi Ti's face paled.

Deceived!

You cunning Sang old man, so that's what you were hiding?

After all these years apart, your cleverness has grown—you even predicted I'd predict you and countered me?

Despicable!

The entire crowd, including Xu Xiaoshou, watched as President Shi Ti's expressions shifted like pages in a book, displaying a whirlwind of vivid and exaggerated emotions in mere moments.

All the human emotions one could express in daily life were fully demonstrated by the old president in a few breaths.

Once Xu Xiaoshou's information bar stopped fluctuating, Shi Ti's eyes regained their focus.

He stared at the young man before him and said seriously, “What you said, I agree!”

The crowd exploded, people retreating in an uproar, faces full of shock.

“The President... has gone mad?”

“Oh my god, two favors? This...”

“No way, this can actually work? But now that it's come to this, why not just become President Shi Ti's disciple!”

“Yeah, this Xu Xiaoshou is still too young—young people lack vision. Two favors are nothing; if you became the old president's disciple, you'd have countless favors!”

These old folks were shocked and jealous, but some were also loudly reminding Xu Xiaoshou through their complaints.

“Young man, don't choose to pick up sesame seeds and lose the watermelon...”

Shi Ti looked at these red-eyed elders who still bothered to remind him, a smile on his face—he too hoped Xu Xiaoshou would reconsider.

A guy valued by Sang Lao, one worth using a dan genius like Mu Zixi to divert attention from...

How astonishing must his dan dao be?

Was it really as terrifying as Yun He said?

Xu Xiaoshou felt the crowd's intense gazes and couldn't help but ponder again. After a long pause, he slowly asked, “Really, anything can be promised?”

Shi Ti nodded with a smile, striving to embody a masterful demeanor.

“Yes.”

Come on, be my disciple—I need you!

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated no longer and declared firmly, “Alright, then I've decided—I want three favors!”

Shi Ti's expression froze solid.

Fu Yin Hong's eyes nearly bulged out.

And the surrounding old folks, after a moment of astonishment, began beating their chests and stamping their feet.

“You fool!”

“Too stupid, truly too stupid!”

“Incurable, like a wall of dung!”

“Mocked, passive value, 36.”

“Laughed at, passive value, 32.”