Crimson Stone Saint intended to take Jian Wushuang as his personal disciple.
He also believed that if he made an appearance, Jian Wushuang would be stoked of the opportunity that lay before him and agreed without hesitation.
However, Jian Wushuang shook his head without a second thought. "Sorry, I refuse."
The Crimson Stone Saint was not annoyed. Instead, he tried to persuade. "Little guy, you might want to think carefully. Although I'm dead now, I was an Undying Saint after all. I have a lot of good stuff left for my personal disciple, including the Fengtian Scroll. If you agree to become my personal disciple, it'll be beneficial to you."
In addition, even if you don't care about the things I left behind, you have to think about your current situation. You have killed too many genius disciples in my tomb and must've offended many sects. The experts who are waiting outside the tomb would probably chop you into pieces as soon as you walk out of this tomb."