Flying Feather God had complicated feelings.
Forty percent excitement, thirty percent anticipation, twenty percent nervousness, and ten percent uncertainty.
As a Hall-Entry Mentor, having a newcomer under his wing accepted as a disciple by a Cosmic Sea True God was undoubtedly a tremendous honor.
He himself would also receive a reward.
Most importantly, he would gain a valuable future connection.
Most Hall-Entry Mentors had quite good relationships with their newcomers.
They would still need to carry out the God Human Initial Task together afterward.
What made Flying Feather God nervous now was whether Wang Ye would be accepted as a disciple.
After all, some True Gods might simply take a God Human to the Upper Realm for cultivation guidance on a whim, without accepting them as a disciple.
And the possibility was not small.
As for the ten percent uncertainty, it was about his own current situation.
Whether Wang Ye became a disciple or not, judging by the True God's attitude alone, his future in the God Human Hall would not be bad.
But what about himself?
Three consecutive mission failures.
Second to last in the Lower Realm rankings.
And now he was buried in debt...
It felt like his future was rather bleak.
Forget becoming a True God's disciple—even continuing to scrape by in the God Human Hall was becoming difficult!
Sigh.
Flying Feather God let out a sigh.
Suddenly, a familiar figure emerged from the Survival Hall, looking refreshed and radiant.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Senior Brother~" Wang Ye greeted him with a smile.
"Did you become a disciple?" Flying Feather God blurted out.
"I did." Wang Ye nodded.
"Wonderful!" Flying Feather God clenched his fist hard, delight written across his face.
His own life was not going well, but he still hoped Wang Ye, who carried