"Immortal, please show mercy and accept this disciple as your disciple. I beg you." Little Shitou was still kowtowing. His forehead was already stained with blood. Ye Xuan stared at the little boy in front of him in a daze. A look of contemplation flashed through his eyes.
That's right!
His Heavenly Gate had been destroyed and his foundation had been destroyed. He didn't have a single successor for his Tongtian cultivation. He didn't even know how to proceed in the future. Did he really have to pass down his skills?
However, although the child in front of him was very clever, his aptitude wasn't high. He could only be considered average. He didn't even have a so-called battle constitution. He was really too ordinary.
If it was in the past, Ye Xuan wouldn't have cared about the aptitude of the little boy in front of him. Even if he had the potential to be a heaven-defying genius, Ye Xuan wouldn't have given him a second glance. This was because he had never thought of accepting anyone as his disciple.
However, at this moment, Ye Xuan changed his mind!
So what if he was a mortal?
So what if his aptitude wasn't good?
When Ye Xuan was young, he was also like this child in front of him. However, he still walked step by step until today. Could it be that mediocre mortals couldn't go against the flow and truly break those rules and regulations?
Wasn't he, Ye Xuan, the best example?
"Get up. I will accept you as my disciple. Remember, you are also the only disciple of I, Ye Xuan."
Ye Xuan pondered for a long time and finally made a decision. He needed a successor for his skills. Although this was his first time meeting this child, he could see his nature at a glance.
He was smart and steady, young and mature. Although his aptitude was only average and he was only a mortal, he wasn't a pedantic person. This could be seen from his conversation.
"Thank you, Master. This disciple kowtows to you."
Little Shitou was so excited that he was crying. He kowtowed with all his might on the ground to express his respect and admiration for Ye Xuan.
"I will only stay for seven days. Learn as much as you can. After seven days, I will leave. We may not meet again in the future." Ye Xuan calmly said in a low voice.
The master can show you the way, but it's up to you to cultivate.
Back then, Ye Xuan had been groomed by Yuan Ling, and Yuan Ling had only taught him cultivation techniques. His growth had been achieved through killing. Therefore, Ye Xuan would not guide this child in front of him. Everyone's path was different, and they all needed to walk on their own.
When he heard Ye Xuan's words, Little Shitou was a little disappointed. However, he still calmly nodded his head. He knew that he was already blessed by the heavens to have such an opportunity. He really didn't dare to ask for anything more.
In the past, he had painstakingly crawled to the Immortal Cultivation Sect and knelt for seven days and seven nights, hoping to be accepted as a disciple. However, these Immortal Cultivation Sects all rejected him because his aptitude was too low. Today, he was accepted as a disciple by an Immortal. Although it was only for seven days, he was already satisfied and did not dare to ask for more.
"Your name is Little Shitou. Where's your family?"
After all, this little boy in front of him was Ye Xuan's first true disciple. Naturally, he had to ask about this child's situation.
When it came to his family, Little Shitou bitterly shook his head and said, "I am an orphan. I don't know who my parents are. When I was born, I was raised by a wild leopard mother. Later, the wild leopard mother was killed by a Immortal Cultivator and her inner core was taken away. I didn't dare to go out and have always lived in this forest."
Although Little Shitou's words were very brief and his voice was very calm, Ye Xuan could hear that within this child's calm voice, there was a great deal of hatred. Perhaps this was why he begged him to accept him as a disciple. He wanted to take revenge.
"Little Shitou is just a nickname. Although you are an orphan, you cannot be nameless. You must have a real name. My surname is Ye. You can take my surname. From now on, you will be called Ye Fengtian!" said Ye Xuan.
"Ye Fengtian?"
Little Shitou murmured. Then, he excitedly shouted, "I have a name! I have a name! My name is Ye Fengtian! My name is Ye Fengtian!"
Although Little Shitou was young and mature, he was still a child. At this moment, when he excitedly shouted, Ye Xuan smiled. It was as if he was looking at his childhood self.
Time was short. It was only seven days.
These seven days were like a drop in the ocean for Ye Xuan. However, for Little Shitou, he practically didn't sleep or rest during these seven days. He memorized all the techniques that Ye Xuan taught him.
Although Little Shitou didn't understand the profound meaning of these techniques, he knew that he only had seven days. Within these seven days, he had to memorize everything that Ye Xuan taught him as quickly as possible. Even if he didn't sleep or rest, he couldn't slack off.
This child's perseverance surprised Ye Xuan. Although his talent wasn't good, this perseverance was something that Ye Xuan noticed. From the bottom of his heart, he began to like this disciple that he had officially accepted.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
Little Shitou's eyes were red and the dark circles under his eyes were extremely deep. His entire body had become thin and even his bright eyes carried an extremely tired expression.
He was only a child, only a seven or eight-year-old child. To him, studying for seven days and seven nights without sleep and rest was like a life and death struggle. Fortunately, he endured it.
Although he didn't completely memorize everything that Ye Xuan taught him, he still remembered sixty percent of it. This was already very commendable.
Outside the green mountains, beside the small stream!
Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. Little Shitou knelt on the ground. Tears continuously dripped from his eyes and sobs continuously came from his mouth.
Although your talent is mediocre, you have to remember that there is originally no path in this world. However, as people walk on many paths, there will be a path. The path is under your own feet. Never believe in other people's judgment of you. You are only yourself. As long as you are firm in your own beliefs, even if your talent is mediocre, you will still be able to walk the Tongtian path. "Ye Xuan whispered in a lonely voice before he left.
"This disciple will remember Master's teachings and will never forget Master's kindness. This disciple kowtows to you." Little Shitou heavily kowtowed three times to Ye Xuan. Blood continuously flowed from his forehead.
Although Ye Xuan had only taught this child for seven days, to Little Shitou, other than his mother leopard, the person who treated him the best in the world was Ye Xuan.
Looking at the only disciple that he had acknowledged and accepted, he had only taught him for seven days. He was indeed not a good master.
"This pill consolidates your foundation. It won't let you become an immortal cultivator, but it can open the door for you to become an immortal cultivator." Ye Xuan casually grabbed a ball of spiritual energy and condensed it into a white pill. It directly fell into Little Shitou's hand.
It wasn't that Ye Xuan was stingy. He could have directly helped this child to enter the immortal realm. It wouldn't be a problem to even raise him to the ninth heaven of the quasi-saint realm. It wouldn't even be difficult for him to enter the great saint realm.
However, Ye Xuan didn't do so. If a person wanted to walk the path of the Tongtian, he had to walk it step by step. If he spoiled the child with excessive enthusiasm, he would only harm the child.
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