Senior Brother, Martial Uncle

Looking at the humanoid puppet before him, Zhuang Daoqin was filled with joy.

At first, Zhuang Daoqin had competed with the other four Great Cultivators to take Qin Fengming as a disciple. He had only heard that this young cultivator, despite his tender age, was proficient in four skills, and that was why he had developed the intention of accepting him as a disciple.

But Zhuang Daoqin understood Puppet Technique extremely well. It was not something the other four skills could compare with. It required extraordinarily high talent.

For several hundred years, he had wanted to accept a Direct Disciple. He had searched for one for decades and tried quite a few cultivators with exceptional aptitude, but none of them had been able to cross the threshold of Puppet Technique.

After that, Zhuang Daoqin had grown somewhat disheartened and abandoned the thought of accepting another disciple.

Now, seeing that the young cultivator before him had completely crossed the threshold of Puppet Technique in less than three months and could even refine a Level 1 puppet, he found that Qin Fengming was no worse than he himself had been back then—if anything, he surpassed him.

"Haha. I never thought my disciple would refine a Level 1 puppet so quickly. This truly exceeded my expectations. At this rate, even learning all the secret techniques in the treasured classics I collected will take only a few years. Good, good, very good."

Looking at the young cultivator standing before him, Zhuang Daoqin felt a joy he had not experienced in a very long time.

"Fortunately, this disciple managed to refine a Level 1 puppet. It was all thanks to the classics in Master's cave dwelling. Although I read more than a dozen of them, I have not fully digested their contents. In the future,