Carrying hopes for the future in her heart, Luo Xiaoxi dragged One Finger Slaughter back to the Luo Family Ancestral Mountain in great haste.
Without Luo Xiaoxi's boisterous voice, QuFu Mountain became strangely quiet.
As Shao Yang and the others followed Lu Feng back toward the mountain gate, every one of them wore a deeply preoccupied expression.
After passing beneath the Benevolent Heart Academy archway and reaching the area of Old Book's statue, everyone suddenly dropped to their knees before Lu Feng without a word.
"Mentor..."
Everyone spoke in unison.
"Please accept us as your disciples."
Lu Feng looked at the students in astonishment. "Why this all of a sudden?"
"Mentor, please accept us as your disciples."
Everyone spoke together once more.
Lu Feng was puzzled. "Though we are teacher and students in name, in substance we are no less than any master and disciples. Why place such importance on a mere title?"
"It's different," Ning Xiang could not help being the first to speak. "Mentor, you founded Benevolent Heart Academy. You will surely take in many, many newcomers in the future. We don't want to be like them, merely your ordinary students for the rest of our lives."
Shao Yang and the others all echoed her sentiments.
Although Qian Xin had once had a master while cultivating in the Qian Tian Sect, after deciding to follow Lu Feng, she had long since regained her freedom.
Lu Feng glanced at Old Book's statue beside him. Recalling the scene of taking a master in the Northern Nether Spirit Prison, he could not help feeling sentimental. Then he spoke earnestly, "You must understand what becoming personal disciples rather than ordinary students means for you. Your mentor has too many enemies in this life, and trouble is inevitable. Those factions might refrain from