After Yang Chongxiao gave him a few pointers, Bi Fan finally understood what had happened, and he couldn't help snickering to himself.
It looked like once he successfully became a disciple, ninety-nine percent of the Great Sun Sect would be junior to him. That was simply wonderful.
After all, Bi Fan wasn't some youngster anymore. When he thought about joining a sect and having to bow whenever he met a fellow disciple of higher seniority—even if he became the Sect Master's personal disciple—he couldn't help feeling a little worried.
But now, with things developing this way, the one with something to worry about had instantly become someone else.
Just look at the expression on Yang Chongxiao's face...
"Ahem, Elder Yang, we can each go by our own seniority..." Bi Fan said earnestly, suppressing a laugh.
"Ahem, no. We can't discard our rules of propriety. From now on, call them what you're supposed to. Go ahead and laugh if you want. By the way, although the cultivation techniques in our sect are the same, our Ultimate Skills are different. Our ten great sect-protecting Ultimate Skills each have their own strengths, and these old seniors each mastered different ones. So, although we say you can choose a master, I think the Great Sun Spirit will make the final decision."
Suppressing his urge to kick Bi Fan, Yang Chongxiao briefly explained things to him.
As Yang Chongxiao spoke, the two of them had already arrived inside the Great Sun Sect's main hall.
The moment they entered, everyone in the hall turned to look at them in unison.
Immediately afterward—
"So this is Bi Fan? He certainly looks like a fine young man..."
"When I first laid eyes on this child, Bi Fan, I sensed that he and I were bound by a tremendous