"From today onward, you are my, Giant Axe's, personal disciple." The wildman-like giant said, "I have taken quite a few disciples in my life. There are forty-nine personal disciples in total, though only thirty-six are still alive. Of those, thirty-three are Venerables, two are peak-level kingly immortals... and you are the weakest among them."
Chen Daolin listened obediently, though inwardly he clicked his tongue in amazement.
He had taken forty-nine disciples, and aside from those who had fallen, nearly all the rest had become Universe Venerables?
Even the worst among them was currently a peak-level kingly immortal, a super powerhouse among humanity.
Giant Axe glanced at the well-behaved Chen Daolin standing beside him, a trace of amusement in his eyes.
"Of course, there is no need for you to feel discouraged. When they were at your stage, their performance was far inferior to yours."
"You already know that your teacher, I, am the founder of the Giant Axe Dojo. In the distant past, I established the Giant Axe Dojo with the purpose of nurturing more elite powerhouses for our race." Giant Axe Founder's voice deepened. "The strong protect the weak, giving them space to survive and develop. The weak struggle tenaciously, succeeding the strong, generation after generation without end. That is what humanity is!"
Chen Daolin's blood stirred as he listened.
"Chen Daolin, I hope you will strive bravely. I do not ask you to make selfless sacrifices for the race. I only hope that once you become strong, you will lend the race a hand whenever you can. Are you willing?" Giant Axe Founder looked at Chen Daolin, his bright gaze seeming to shine directly into Chen Daolin's heart.
"I am willing!" Chen Daolin answered without hesitation.
Giant Axe Founder gazed deeply at Chen Daolin, then a faint smile