"Meng Yiran, kneel!"
Xin's subtle refusal, on the contrary, made Snake Woman even more certain that this young man was definitely not simple.
If it were an ordinary teacher, knowing her identity as the Dragon and Snake, and with her so sincerely asking for her granddaughter to become a disciple, he would undoubtedly accept her without hesitation.
"Grandma…" Meng Yiran was a little confused.
But she quickly came to her senses, knelt before Xin, and explained: "Please accept me as your disciple, Teacher."
"Sorry, I'm not being insincere. I'm just wondering what kind of person you are, Teacher. How can someone so young command such awe from that detestable Zhao Wuji and also teach such excellent disciples? What realm of Spirit Master are you? Spirit King? Or Spirit Emperor? You're not a Spirit Douluo, are you?!"
Meng Yiran looked up, her eyes filled with curiosity as she gazed at Xin.
This teacher was too young, so young that it made her feel a bit insecure.
But his two students praised him as if he were unmatched, in heaven and on earth.
Beneath the mask, Xin's exquisitely handsome face smiled faintly:
"My spirit power is actually a few levels lower than Zhao Wuji's; I haven't reached the Spirit Douluo realm."
"A few levels lower… then why is Zhao Wuji so afraid of you?"
"Perhaps it's because I sparred with him before and luckily won, so he's more polite to me."
"Lucky? Young friend, you are too humble. That Zhao Wuji is not an easy person to deal with; unless you can truly subdue him, he won't be well-behaved."
Snake Woman shook her head and said. She had heard of Zhao Wuji's fierce reputation; it was common for him to beat Spirit Masters to death if he was displeased.
"Wait? A few levels lower than Zhao Wuji? So, you are also at the Spirit Saint realm?"
"Yes." Xin nodded.
Although Snake Woman had long anticipated that this young man's strength was exceptional, hearing his realm from his own mouth still greatly shocked her.
Such a young Spirit Saint. If his voice and physique weren't disguised, he might be the youngest Spirit Saint expert on the entire continent, right?
Unless, beneath this mask, he was actually a middle-aged man of forty or fifty.
"It is also this girl's good fortune for a Spirit Saint expert to be my granddaughter's teacher."
"Meng Yiran, since Grandma wants you to become a disciple, Grandma naturally has her reasons. I hope you are sincere in becoming a disciple and study hard, understand?"
Snake Woman cast a benevolent gaze at Meng Yiran. Meng Yiran's heart trembled, and a trace of emotion appeared on her cold face.
She had always lived and cultivated with her grandparents, and her feelings for Grandma were the deepest. She knew that Grandma would not harm her.
Her long eyelashes blinked over her large brown eyes, and her slender waist twisted like a snake as she knelt before Xin, kowtowing once, her forehead stained with dirt from the forest: "Teacher, I am sincere in becoming your disciple. I also want to be as strong as them. Please allow me to follow you and learn from you, to become your disciple."
"Becoming my disciple might be harder than cultivating with Senior Snake Woman." Xin looked at Meng Yiran and said indifferently.
"I'm not afraid," Meng Yiran said.
"Very good. Take this cherry blossom token and recite the oath of discipleship on its back. From now on, you are a student of my Heart of Fire Academy."
Xin waved his hand, and a pink cherry blossom token flew and landed in front of Meng Yiran.
Meng Yiran was stunned for a moment; this passage… it was so sacred!
She recited: "In this world, I, Meng Yiran, have but one Teacher, who can move mountains, sever rivers, overturn seas, open the heavens, command gods, and pluck stars!"
Buzz—
[Accepted Meng Yiran as a disciple. Meng Yiran's aptitude rating is A-, age 16, spirit power level 30.]