A disciple?
Shen Chenzhou and Zhong Lingxiu looked troubled.
For a Dao Realm expert who had cultivated magical power to be willing to take a newly admitted disciple as his student, he truly had to think extremely highly of his prospects.
After all, the Great Luo Immortal Sect had no fewer than a hundred thousand Xiantian inner disciples, but how many of those hundred thousand could ultimately enter the Dao through martial arts and become core disciples?
Not even one in a hundred!
Yes!
Even among a hundred people, there might not be a single one who could advance to become a core disciple!
Only those ranked in the top three hundred and sixty, listed on the Entering-the-Dao Candidates Ranking and receiving vast resources, had any hope of breaking open the Heavenly Gate within the next thirty years, drawing the power of heaven and earth into their bodies, raising their limits, and forging a Dao Foundation.
Those who failed to make the ranking...
Essentially had no chance of entering the Dao.
If an expert who had entered the Dao announced that he was accepting students, never mind the newly admitted Leakless Realm and True Qi Realm outer disciples-even among the Xiantian inner disciples, plenty would volunteer themselves.
But Shen Chenzhou and Zhong Lingxiu knew Li Xian's character...
He drew a clear line between kindness and grudges.
He was unwilling to owe favors.
Getting him to take Ren Shanhe as his master and form a master-disciple bond would likely be rather difficult.
After pondering for a moment, Shen Chenzhou said, "Senior Brother Ren, Li Xian overflows with talent, but its exact extent still needs further exploration. He has only just joined the sect and needs cultivation supplies. Why not bestow some miraculous pills on him? First, you could form a favorable