After deciding the placements of the other three disciples, Sect Master Zhai waved his hand and instructed Tian Sheng to take the three of them to the Scripture Repository to receive the flying sword artifacts and Foundation Establishment Cultivation Methods that entry disciples were entitled to.
Of the four, only the monstrously talented child remained.
The Sword Masters exchanged glances and turned their eyes toward this mere seven-year-old child. Their gazes were filled with burning desire and the regret of wanting what they could not have.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lin Yu could not help frowning.
"Am I becoming a disciple now?"
"Ha ha!"
Old Monster Jin laughed loudly and looked at him with interest. "I heard you're quite arrogant, child. You even looked down on Junior Brother Lan, a Nascent Soul sword cultivator."
"I wonder whether this old man, the Grand Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, is worthy of your Dharma Eye?"
Lin Yu's eyes lit up. "You're the strongest Grand Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect?"
Old Monster Jin declared proudly, "That is correct!"
Having said that, he waited for Lin Yu to bow down and kowtow.
Yet for some reason, the child did not act as he had expected. Instead, he stood there hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something but could not bring himself to do so.
Seeing this, Old Monster Jin frowned and said flatly,
"What? You look down on this old man too?"
"It's not that..."
Lin Yu shook his head and sighed. "To be honest, it's not that I don't want to take a master. I just don't dare to. After all, everyone who dared take me as a disciple before met no good end."
Oh?
There was such a thing?
Old Monster Jin raised his brow and exchanged looks with