One Emperor Venerable, Two Lord-Level Experts, a White-Eyed Wolf, and News of Tu Zhan

Inner disciples.

They were officially the teacher's students and could learn all kinds of divine arts and wondrous techniques from him. When they traveled, they could also claim to be the disciple of some powerful expert. As long as they didn't go too far, no one would usually target them unprompted.

Of course, that was assuming they didn't run into their teacher's enemies. Otherwise, they'd be killed for sure.

And then their corpses would be used to humiliate their teacher.

Inner disciples might not seem especially favored, but they were given an opportunity.

As long as they cultivated successfully and earned their teacher's favor, they might one day be promoted to the ranks of the personal disciples.

The third kind were named disciples.

Inner disciples and personal disciples were true students of powerful experts. Named disciples, on the other hand, were little more than dispensable figures.

Some powerful experts had hundreds of thousands, even tens of millions of named disciples.

The expert himself might not even know how many disciples he had taken.

As for these named disciples, their teachers simply let them fend for themselves. They'd give them a manual and leave them to cultivate on their own.

If they cultivated successfully, they could seek out their teacher and be given a place as an inner disciple.

If they never got the chance, they'd fade into the crowd. Apart from themselves, probably no one would know that some powerful expert had gained another named disciple.

Of course, there were also better teachers who gave their named disciples some cultivation resources and tasks to do.

But that was all.

So Zhao Futu wasn't particularly eager to become a named disciple, even if it meant becoming the disciple of an Emperor Venerable.

One look at Zhao Futu's expression, and Xueye knew