The disciple recruitment was just about to wrap up, but a casual remark from Yun Tian instantly silenced the entire gathering. Then an even wilder uproar of cheers erupted.
"Look! That lord is taking disciples!"
"I see him, I see him! I just wonder what his criteria are. Would he pick me?"
"Stop dreaming. Take a good look at yourself first."
"This is our first time seeing him. Just how strong is he?"
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see him sitting as an equal with those Divine Venerables? If he can sit up there, do you even need to ask how strong he is? Besides, the other Divine Venerables stopped taking disciples ages ago. He's the only one left. We've really struck gold this time!"
"Oh-yoshi! You've got a point, brother. Not bad! Your analysis makes perfect sense."
"Of course. I'm the kind who uses his brain. Unlike you-all brawn and no brains, your cerebellum orders your cerebrum around, and your bladder does the thinking."
Among the crowd, Xiao Yu, Huang Ying, and Long Yuyin instantly trembled all over with excitement.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Tian's figure suddenly faded. The next moment, he appeared out of thin air before Xiao Yu.
Even the veteran Divine Venerables' expressions shifted slightly at that display.
There were no spatial fluctuations, no flow of spiritual energy. It was as though he had always belonged there, yet his sudden appearance made their skin crawl.
Xiao Yu gazed at Yun Tian, so close before her, and her heart nearly leaped out of her chest.
She had dreamed of becoming Yun Tian's disciple.
Watching Gu Lan and Ying Yue'ru follow Yun Tian around every day had long since left her aching with envy. She could even sense that the way those two looked at him had