The underwater earthquake caused a tsunami that killed hundreds of people; every person on China's coast who encountered the tsunami died except for her and Xu Xingchen.
Deep within her heart, the man who walked on the sea to save them was the real cultivation master, Bai Chuwei's petty magic couldn't compare.
A hint of pride flashed in Xu Xingchen's eyes, "Qingyan, haven't I told you before? This master is willing to take both of us on as disciples."
The man smiled, "Xingchen is right, you two are quite fortunate. It was fate that I was able to save you that time. If you are willing, we can establish a master-disciple contract and I can lead you into the door of cultivation."
The man added, "By the way, my real name is Jiao Peng, and my Taoist name is 'Tongtian.' Fellow Daoists call me Master Tongtian."
Just as Jiao Peng finished speaking and stroked his beard, Xu Xingchen and Tong Qingyan both fell to their knees at the same time, excitedly shouting in unison, "Master!"
