"What? Become... become your disciple?"
Gongsun Yu'er turned pale with shock. Though she had guessed that Martial Uncle Lin's reward would be no small matter, never even in her dreams had she imagined it would reach such a point.
Take her as his disciple?
Wasn't this the good fortune every disciple of the sect dreamed of?
There was no need to mention Martial Uncle Lin's prestige, and his strength was almost no different from that of a Tribulation Transcendence-level old monster. If she could have such a master, it would be no exaggeration to say that her future cultivation path would be a broad road without obstruction.
Gongsun Yu'er had dreamed of it too, but though she was a woman, she was far more rational than most people.
Dreams were one thing; reality was another.
In terms of her Spirit Root aptitude, although she could be considered quite good, she was not some extraordinary genius. Martial Uncle Lin's strength had nearly reached the point of rivaling Tribulation Transcendence. Needless to say, his standards had to be absurdly high. How could he possibly take a fancy to her?
So, aside from thinking about it in private, she had never held any real hope for such a thing.
Yet at this very moment, happiness had suddenly descended upon her.
Martial Uncle Lin said he wanted to take her as his disciple.
Such an immense immortal opportunity suddenly appeared before her, and Gongsun Yu'er felt as if she were dreaming.
There was a hazy, unreal feeling to it.
"What, do you still need to consider it? Or perhaps you have a better choice and think Lin is unworthy of being your master?" Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"No, of course not. How could Yu'er dare think such a thing? This disciple greets