Though he felt utterly helpless, Ye Lin still forced himself to listen in such a solemn setting.
But Heavenly Blade Sage above seemed to have gotten carried away, speaking in an endless torrent.
The disciples around them showed no change in expression, as though they were already used to it, each lowering their heads to listen.
Some disciples had even closed their eyes and begun letting their minds wander beyond the heavens.
"And back in those days..."
"Ahem."
An hour later, Heavenly Blade Sage rose to his feet. Just as he was preparing to continue his speech, a light cough sounded beside his ear.
Looking up, he saw Yun Qiyue slowly lower her hand.
She had been the one to make that sound.
"Uh... all right, that's enough."
"Ye Lin, remember this: you must commit everything your master has said to memory. These are all truths of heaven and earth."
With that, Heavenly Blade Sage returned to his seat once more.
"This disciple will bear it in mind."
Sensing the atmosphere around him, Ye Lin clasped his hands and bowed.
"Good. The investiture ceremony is over. From this day forth, you are my fourth personal disciple."
With a sweep of Heavenly Blade Sage's hand, Ye Lin's status was completely established.
"Greetings, Senior Brother."
At that moment, several figures around them turned and bowed to Ye Lin.
There were even mighty Quasi-Saints among them.
According to Heavenly Blade Sage, these people were all his registered disciples.
He himself was a personal disciple.
Setting cultivation aside, his status was far, far higher than those registered disciples.
The difference between a personal disciple and a registered disciple was like that between a servant and a master.
A personal disciple was the master's son, someone who could inherit the family estate once the master