Xia Ji froze at Lu Yin's words for a moment, and then he just stared at the young man in a daze. However, Xia Ji was quickly overcome with contempt and ridicule. "You want to learn the Nine Clones Secret Technique? Hahahaha, you want to create nine clones? You bastard child! You covet Progenitor Chen’s power! The power of my ancestor! You’ve already stolen the Cosmic Art, and now you want the Nine Clones Secret Technique too? Just who do you think you are that you can learn it?"

Lu Yin remained confident. "Yes, I want to learn it."

"Why should I teach you anything? You want the Nine Clones Secret Technique? Stop dreaming!" Xia Ji roared before suddenly letting out a wild laugh. It sounded as though he felt a moment of triumph from managing to deprive Lu Yin of something that he wanted for a change.

Lu Yin also smiled. "The Nine Clones Secret Technique was never Progenitor Chen's technique, but rather Shenwu's Sky's, so why can't I learn it? In exchange, I will promise you that if you give me the secret technique, I can allow you to live and enjoy a happy life. You might even be able to stick around until Progenitor Chen returns."

Xia Ji’s voice grew cold. "Why should I trust you? How many promises have you made throughout the years, and how many of them have you actually fulfilled? You may want to become invincible like Progenitor Chen, but you aren’t qualified!...