The second batch of apprenticeship petitions?
Iron Float paid it no mind. "Leave them here."
The truly good disciples had already been taken in the first round. Those submitting petitions in this second batch were merely trying their luck again after being rejected.
"Master, two of them placed in the top three in this year's Outer Sect Grand Competition. The peak master wants you to take at least one as a disciple," Zuo Mu reminded him. Iron Float grumbled, "He took a fine piece of jade like the Young Marquis for himself, then dumped these mediocrities on me."
For outer sect disciples, placing in the competition's top three meant being one of just three chosen from hundreds, even thousands.
But to someone like him, they were hardly rare talents. Among his disciples, more than one or two had once ranked first among the Top Ten Outer Disciples.
A mere top-three finish in the Outer Sect Grand Competition was nothing he particularly valued.
"But we can't go against the peak master's wishes. Besides, both have reached marrow cleansing. Under the sect rules, Blazing Fire Peak can't reject their second petitions," Zuo Mu said.
He knew that if these two top-three disciples had submitted their first petitions to his master, his master would have gladly accepted them. But they had come to Blazing Fire Peak only after failing to secure another master, treating it as their last resort. With his master's proud temperament, naturally, he would not welcome them. "Who are these two? Which peak did they apply to before?" Iron Float put down his handkerchief and straightened his clothes.
Zuo Mu cupped his hands. "Xu Yang and Xiong Kun. Both previously applied to Medicine King Peak. Also, Xiong Kun placed second in this year's competition, and Xu Yang third. They rank