Becoming a Disciple

Go to Luofu to further his studies!

Did that even need asking?

It was not only his dream, but also what he had promised Yang Xiaobing.

Xu Yuan answered without hesitation:

"I'm willing to go to Luofu."

"Good."

Fu Xiuyi took out a brush and wrote "Xu Yuan" in the golden book.

The two characters flashed gold, casting light onto Xu Yuan, then gave off a humming sound.

Somewhere beyond his understanding,

Xu Yuan felt a connection form between himself and the golden book.

Quick on the uptake, he immediately cupped his hands and bowed, saying:

"Greetings, Master."

Fu Xiuyi nodded happily. She detached a page from the Lingxiao Golden Book and handed it to Xu Yuan, saying:

"Your name is in the Lingxiao Golden Book. You can use this page from the book to contact me at any time."

"From now on, you are a disciple of the Skyscraping Divine Palace on Mount Luofu. You will cultivate under me."

I've joined Luofu, just like that?

Xu Yuan felt a surge of disbelief.

Wait.

Does this count as guaranteed admission?

She said I'd cultivate under her. Doesn't that mean she accepted it when I called her Master?

So she's my master from now on?

As though she could tell what Xu Yuan was thinking, Fu Xiuyi said seriously:

"I originally called you here because I had something to tell you."

“But I didn't expect you to have mastered Summon Gods and Ghosts already. That qualifies you to enter my school.”

"New disciples are given a chance to ask about the Dao."

"You may ask me one question. I will tell you everything I know without holding anything back."

"Ask when you've decided."

For a newcomer, this was also a test.

A new disciple's question revealed what he truly cared about—his