Chapter 2853 Be His Disciple

With a flick of his hand, Peterson the Taoist Ancestor pushed the Heavenly Majestic Pot toward Austin.

It suddenly dawned on Austin what the gesture meant.

"Sir, are you giving this pot to me?"

he asked, both incredulous and pleased.

The pot wasn't like any other magical treasure. It grew intelligent after years of refinement and cultivator, and now it possessed its own soul and thus had infinite power.

Austin knew just how precious it was.

"That is correct. I shall even help you refine it,"

Peterson said with a faint smile.

"No way, you old bastard. This guy already has tons of treasures!

Let someone else get lucky, for once!

I object!"

the supreme holy tree grumbled.

By that time, the sea of stars had already quieted down.

Even the two elders of the Divine Sect were already long gone, having fled in terror.

A voice piped up, "I'm warning you, boy! Don't you dare try to be my master! I'd only end up killing a weakling like you, including your spiritual soul!"

The pot was now growing agitated after realizing that Peterson did mean to find a new master for it.

Its old master died a long time ago. It had enjoyed its freedom all these years so much that it was now reluctant to go back to a life of servitude.

It also thought highly of itself because it was different from other treasures. It was miffed at the idea of having to serve this boy who was only of sect ancestor level. How could such a weakling be the owner of such a rare magical treasure like itself?

Austin was undeterred. "If such a lousy man could control you before, why can't I?"

he sniped back at the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

"Are you ready to refine it, though?"

Peterson asked Austin with a smile.

"Absolutely, sir,"

Austin replied with a determined nod, completely ignoring the pot's threats.

"Well, then.

Let's get started,"

Peterson said.

"I'm serious, kid!

You don't have the strength to refine me, let alone to control me!"

the pot insisted.

After it continued to be ignored, the pot tried to change its tactic. "Hey, boy! This isn't worth it! There are so many wonderful things in the world. You're still blessed with youth. Why not cherish life and just let this go?"

The pot was getting really worried now.

No matter how much it threatened, negotiated, or pleaded, Peterson and Austin paid no attention to it at all.

With a wave of his hand, Peterson extracted the soul of the pot and suspended it in the air.

"Release your spiritual tree,"

Peterson directed Austin.

He had found a spiritual tree in Austin's Soul

ing you to be his disciple.

You should call him master now!"

Sherman pointed out, correctly reading Peterson's mind.

"Damn, you brat! What good luck you have! The old bastard sees potential in you!"

the supreme holy tree chimed in, impressed.

When Peterson the Taoist Ancestor was in his prime, there had been countless outstanding people from different great universes begging to be his disciples.

Now, here he was, actually taking the initiative to offer to be Austin's master.

Austin was humbled beyond words. "Master! It would be my honor to be your disciple,"

he declared, bowing in gratitude.

He knew being the disciple of such a powerful man would prove a great advantage to him.

"Well, in that case, I warmly welcome you as my disciple,"

Peterson responded, nodding sagely.

"And as my welcome gift to you, I shall give you these nine drops of Celestial Star Water.

I will help you integrate the nine drops of Celestial Star Water into your Mysterious Magnetic Mountain. It will allow you to kill genuine immortals easily, like shooting fish in a barrel.

Moreover, the Heavenly Majestic Pot could easily defeat genuine immortals.

You no longer need to worry about being inferior to them."

With a wave of Peterson's hand, the Mysterious Magnetic Mountain in Austin's body flew out and fell onto his palm, ready to be integrated with the Celestial Star Water.

"Thank you, master!"

Austin was overjoyed.

It was at this moment that Ervin, accompanied by three of his commanders from the underworld, barged into the small world where the Celestial Palace was located, arriving at the shore of the sea of stars.

"Ah! The people from the underworld are here."

Peterson laughed.