Huntian Sect Inner Disciple

After hearing Li Qingyun's words, Lin Changqing nearly laughed with joy inside and could not help wanting to laugh aloud three times. Li Qingyun really was a good man—sending him a pillow just when he was sleepy. He had originally been wondering how to enter the Huntian Sect.

And now, it had come knocking on his door of its own accord. He could not find such good fortune even if he searched with a lantern!

Still, happy as he was, Lin Changqing was not foolish enough to show it. If he did not seize this chance to squeeze out some benefits, would he not be letting the audience down?

Lin Changqing looked at Li Qingyun, putting on a deeply contemplative expression.

Only after a long while did he say in a low voice, "Senior, if I join the Huntian Sect, will there be any other benefits besides the title of Inner Disciple?"

Lin Changqing knew very well that whether one was an Outer Disciple or an Inner Disciple, such titles were hollow in his eyes and of little use to him—unless Li Qingyun intended to make him a True Disciple of the Huntian Sect directly.

But that possibility was practically nonexistent.

True Disciples were the core members of a faction. For a major force like the Huntian Sect, becoming a True Disciple was even more difficult, with countless requirements involved. Lin Changqing knew his own limits. His talent was indeed good, but what a great force like the Huntian Sect lacked least were geniuses.

In the eyes of such a force, loyalty might even rank above talent.

And from the Huntian Sect's perspective, it was plainly unrealistic to expect a newcomer like Lin Changqing to possess much loyalty.

In fact, Li Qingyun allowing him to become an Inner Disciple directly