Liu Chen had already guessed their intentions. Did these old men want to bring him into the sect of cultivating immortals?
Liu Chen had never thought about becoming an immortal. What era was it now; still fantasizing about ascension was really impractical. Although Liu Chen didn't want to become an immortal, the robust bodies of these elders in front of him truly made him envious.
Take that nearly ninety-year-old Elder Xie, for example—his back straight, his hair jet black, walking with the vigor of a tiger; he looked like a middle-aged man, hardly showing any signs of old age.
According to his own words, his current physical condition was entirely due to practicing Immortal Law and maintaining a proper diet. His eyes sparkling, he grabbed Liu Chen, expressing his desire to pass on all his knowledge to him.
"Nonsense, you shameless old Xie! He was clearly brought by me; naturally, he should become my disciple," Elder Huang said angrily, pulling Liu Chen to his side.