Inside the grand hall.
When Saber River Immortal King saw Lin Baichuan kneel and pay his respects so cleanly and decisively, he was momentarily dumbfounded.
Damn, wasn't this kid a little too straightforward?
As a peerless prodigy of the human race, did he not have even a shred of reserve?
Still, shocked as he was, seeing that Lin Baichuan had already completed the apprenticeship rites filled Saber River Immortal King with delight.
He could not help but laugh heartily. "Good... very good. From today onward, you are my sixth disciple.
Above you, there are five senior brothers and sisters.
However, none of them are on the Outer Realm Battlefield now. They have gone deep into the vast starry skies to seek their fortunes, and who knows when they will return.
When the opportunity arises, I will introduce them to you."
As he spoke, Saber River Immortal King suddenly pointed a finger. A gleam of light flashed forth and entered Lin Baichuan's brow.
"Since you have entered my sect, I will naturally teach you the ultimate art of our Dao River Lineage..."
Saber River Immortal King continued, "The core inheritance of our Dao River Lineage is called the Great River Saber Art.
I now pass the first volume of the Great River Saber Art to you. Cultivate it well..."
As he spoke, that spark of spiritual light had already burst open within Lin Baichuan's mind, transforming into a streak of saber radiance. It was like a surging great river, with raging billows and tempestuous waves.
Lin Baichuan was instantly drawn into that streak of saber radiance. His mind and will seemed to merge into it, unable to extricate themselves as he madly comprehended its mysteries.
Time flew by.
It was as though he had lost all sense of the passing years.