Song Chai.
One of the thirty-six registered disciples Su Yi had taken in during his previous life.
Whether in status or standing, registered disciples naturally fell far short of the Nine Great Disciples.
Yet in the years gone by, becoming a registered disciple of Su Xuanjun had already been enough to make cultivators across the world green with envy.
Out in the wider world, none dared look down on them.
In Su Yi's memory, Song Chai had been a beautiful woman of an exceedingly plain and low-key manner, reserved and introverted by nature.
Her innate physique and talent could not be called particularly stunning, but her comprehension was extraordinarily high—nothing short of monstrous.
Su Yi clearly remembered that Song Chai had once been only a step away from becoming his close disciple!
The reason was simple: Song Chai had arrived one step too late.
Before Song Chai, eighteen thousand nine hundred years ago, after Su Yi accepted Qing Tang as his ninth True Disciple, he had declared that he would take no more True Disciples in this lifetime.
Song Chai, meanwhile, had entered the Supreme Mystery Grotto-heaven eighteen thousand years ago.
In other words, Song Chai had come nine hundred years later than Qing Tang.
In terms of comprehension alone, even among Su Yi's Nine Great Disciples, only a scant few could stand shoulder to shoulder with Song Chai!
And in Su Yi's eyes, Song Chai had indeed been a rare and excellent seedling for the Dao.
However, in her third year after entering the Supreme Mystery Grotto-heaven, Su Yi had accepted an invitation from his friend, the Unmatched Martial Emperor, and set out on a journey, remaining away for a full century.
As for Song Chai's cultivation, it had been entirely taught and guided by his eldest disciple, Bi