Luo Ling Takes a Disciple

"Those who enter the palace are all geniuses chosen from ten thousand."

"Yet even among geniuses, there are distinctions of high and low."

Her voice echoed through the valley.

"The Divine Repository Stage is the first true chasm on a cultivator's path."

"Most cultivators possess fewer than three Divine Repositories. Those with four or five are already outstanding, while those with six or more are rare, peerless prodigies in any sect."

Luo Ling turned around, her gaze falling upon Su Youwei.

"And you have ten Divine Repositories."

"Even in the Luo God Palace's ten-thousand-year history, no more than three people could stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

Luo Ling Takes a Disciple

Luo Ling took in her reaction.

This calm composure in the face of favor and humiliation was precisely what had satisfied her most during ten years of observation.

"Su Youwei."

Luo Ling suddenly spoke, her tone several degrees more solemn than before.

Su Youwei raised her eyes.

Luo Ling slowly rose from her meditation cushion.

The movement was unhurried, yet it carried an indescribable sense of ritual.

The aura of the Three-Lotus Saint circulated faintly around her. The Source Rune restrictions on the four walls of the Glazed Palace lit up in response, and the entire hall seemed to come alive at that moment.

Luo Ling walked before her and looked at the girl who had grown up bit by bit beneath her watchful gaze since the age of eight.

"The Luo God Palace has stood for tens of thousands of years, and each Palace Master takes only one personal disciple."

Luo Ling's voice was crisp and cool.

"And the Palace Master's personal disciple is always a candidate for the next generation's Palace Master."

"Once you enter my lineage, you will no longer be an ordinary disciple of