After instructing Mo Han, the old Elder Ping turned around to leave.
The spectators were still in shock at his declaration of accepting Mo Han as a Main Peak disciple at 7th level of Qi condensation.
Suddenly, Mo Han called out to the old man who was preparing to leave.
The old man turned around and stared at Mo Han with a questioning-look.
"By any chance, can I get the next set of Sun Piercing Sword techniques?" Mo Han asked eagerly.
The old man thought for a second and shook his head.
"Even though I possess what you are asking for, I can't give them to you at your current level. If you reach the cultivation level of a Qi Condensation Master, I will give you the advanced Sun Piercing techniques. Until then, improve your cultivation. It's for your own good," the old man declared with a determined look.
Mo Han felt disappointed after hearing the elder's response.
"Elder, why don't you give it some thought? If you give me the manual, I won't practice the advanced techniques—I'll only try to memorize and mimic the movements to gain insights. Please consider it. It's definitely worth my time," Mo Han said, technically pressing the old man to reconsider.
Elder Ping wasn't easily convinced. But after seeing the eagerness on Mo Han's face, the old man changed his decision.
"Okay… you really make a good point. Also, you're the only successful one in the last few years to practice the Sun Piercing Sword. So, I'll put my trust in you. Here, take this."
The old Elder Ping took out a large bundle of sword technique manuals. On the surface, the manual bore the image of a bright sword piercing into a golden mountain. The name Sun Piercing Sword was written in bold letters with a fiery outline.
Mo Han immediately took the manual from the elder's hands with great excitement.
All the spectators were staring at the scene with wide-open mouths. They didn't even have time to whisper or gossip—all eyes were fixed on Mo Han.
Even Jia Kai was staring at Mo Han with wide eyes. She couldn't believe that Mo Han had actually made Elder Ping change his decision.
"Thank you, elder, for your generosity. This humble disciple will always remember your favor. Many thanks," Mo Han said, bowing his head respectfully to Elder Ping.
Finally, a slight smile appeared on the usually stoic face of Elder Ping.
"Remember your words, kid. Use this manual for reference only. Don't try to practice it without reaching the proper cultivation level," Elder Ping warned before turning to leave.
"This disciple will remember the elder's teachings," Mo Han said even more humbly.
The elder Ping felt satisfied with the respect Mo Han had shown and left the inner court with a hearty smile.
The spectators lingered for a long time—some even tried to speak with Mo Han.
But the mountain eagle, which had started dancing around Mo Han in unknown joy, stopped anyone from approaching him.
Even Jia Kai let out a long sigh and walked back into her stone house.
Within the next hour, news began to spread all over the Burning Sun Peak Sect.
The outer court disciples who heard the news were utterly shocked. Some of them didn't even believe it. They all knew Mo Han—someone who had only spent a few days as an outer court disciple.
How could anyone believe this? This had never happened before. Even inner court disciples had to spend years in training and win several personal battles to step onto the Main Peak. But out of nowhere, Mo Han got the opportunity just because he learned the Sun Piercing Sword technique.
But the most disappointed and angry people were the Main Peak disciples.
They couldn't digest the fact that a servant was about to enter the Main Peak just because he learned a sword technique.
The rejection and anger became even more apparent when the story of Jong's confrontation with Mo Han began to spread.
"I won't allow that prick to enter the Main Peak!" Jong shouted loudly after hearing the news from the two servants of Ron Lee.
He finally understood how Mo Han had managed to counter his attack. His hand still hadn't returned to normal after getting blasted by the Sun Piercing Sword technique.
"Master Jong, this is also good news. If Mo Han really comes to the Main Peak, you can beat him every day during training. He'll be your personal punching bag. You can take your revenge in full," the servant Chan suggested.
"Idiot! You think I don't know that? Do you know how hard I worked to step onto the Main Peak? And now, out of nowhere, a servant gets there without any achievements? Do you think this is a joke? I'm going to complain to the Main Elders about this," Jong declared angrily as he applied medicinal powder to his blackened arm.
Servant Chan stepped back in fear after seeing Jong's furious expression.
"Yes, yes… you're right, young master. You must stop that fellow from becoming a disciple on the Main Peak."
Jong immediately stood up and left his room, ignoring the servant's words. He had decided to meet the other disciples on the Main Peak and approach the Vice Patriarch of the sect for a solution.
Fatty Lambu finally returned to the inner court after gathering information about the auction houses.
He was still unaware of the recent developments—otherwise, he would have come running.
Fatty stopped at the entrance gate and observed the massive hole in the wooden gate with a frustrated look.
With a fed-up expression, he walked inside and approached Mo Han, who was sitting near the mountain eagle.
"Brother, some idiot made a big hole in our entrance gate. You must definitely complain to the Administration Hall," Fatty said in a complaining tone.
"Hey Fatty, who are you calling an idiot? I'm the one who made that hole in the wooden door," Mo Han replied immediately.
"What?!" Fatty Lambu exclaimed in shock.