Fang Shu heard this and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He had spent years after arriving in the Immortal City painstakingly building his influence and laying low, then fought a fierce battle against that Aristocratic Clan disciple before finally earning a place among the direct disciples. How could obtaining such a status be so easy, as this round-faced Daoist friend made it sound?
Song Mo noticed the strange look on Fang Shu's face and assumed he didn't believe him, so he immediately pressed on:
"Brother Hu, do you think I'm making this up? I'm not."
The man shook his head as he explained:
"My master, Mirage Origin Immortal, loves collecting rare treasures from across heaven and earth. He especially likes scholars, and even built a divine ability called the 'Mirage Tower,' which houses the souls of more than ten thousand scholars.
"If my master learned that the Prefecture had someone like you, a scholar, he'd surely be delighted to find such a treasure and take you on as a disciple right then and there. In time, he'd definitely make you a direct disciple."
Fang Shu's expression shifted slightly at these words.
He knew a little about Mirage Origin Immortal's reputation.
Some of the texts in the pavilion recorded that the Scripture Pavilion of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture had once been managed by Mirage Origin Immortal. More than half of the texts housed there had been annotated and selected by him before earning their place in the collection.
Moreover, Song Mo looked serious. He didn't seem to be lying at all.
"Brother Hu, what are you still hesitating for?" Song Mo urged him more insistently.
The man glanced around, then suddenly sent a voice transmission into Fang Shu's ear:
"To be honest, Mirage Origin Immortal is