Inside the Sea God Pavilion, Elder Bei, the Sea God Pavilion Master, listened to Yun Ming's account. His gaze shifted from shock to delight, then finally to admiration.
The Mysterious Heaven Skill Yun Ming described was indeed the Mysterious Heaven Skill, but it was definitely different from the Tang Sect's version. It seemed more complete.
The Sea God Pavilion Master could guess what had happened. Back in the era of Ancestor Huo Yuhao ten thousand years ago, the Tang Sect's legacy had suffered a break. It was only natural that parts of the Mysterious Heaven Skill had been lost.
If word reached the Tang Sect, those old fellows would be beside themselves with joy. They would take the boy in, perhaps even groom him to become sect master.
Elder Bei could not allow that. He spoke at once. "Yun Ming, you are the Son of Destiny chosen by Ancestor Tang San!"
"Really?"
Yun Ming still felt uneasy. Could he truly become someone like Ancestor Tang San?
Elder Bei saw the uncertainty in Yun Ming's eyes. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and gave him an assuring look. "Yun Ming, the fact that you obtained our ancestor's Mysterious Heaven Skill says everything."
"So, Yun Ming, I'd like to take you as my disciple. Will you accept?"
"What?!"
Yun Ming wondered if he had misheard. He could hardly believe that the Sea God Pavilion Master truly wanted to take him as a disciple.
People in the outer academy had long said the Sea God Pavilion Master might take him as a disciple, but he had treated it as a joke. He had never thought it likely, yet now it had come true.
Elder Bei smiled at Yun Ming's incredulous expression. "Yes, child. I want to take you as my disciple."