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Yue Ling Xian Zi nodded slightly, her melodious voice continuing to resonate.
"May I ask if Junior Brother Yun Fan is willing to become a disciple under my esteemed Master, the Grand Elder? My Master will surely nurture you well."
The crowd around them was filled with astonishment. No one expected that even the Grand Elder would extend an olive branch, wanting to take Yun Fan as a disciple. It was well-known that the Grand Elder's status in the Heavenly Sword Sect was second only to that of the Sect Leader, and every disciple under him was a prodigy of terrifying caliber. Some had even made it onto the Great Qin Kingdom's Tian Jiao List.
Yun Fan was taken aback by this offer; he hadn’t anticipated that the Grand Elder would seek to recruit him. He hesitated, thinking that becoming a disciple of a powerful figure from the Tianyuan Realm could be beneficial. With the Grand Elder backing him, he would surely thrive in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even his own Master, the Blood Demon Elder, would likely think twice before making a move against him if he had such support.
At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in Yun Fan's ear.
"You cannot accept the Grand Elder as your Master."
Yun Fan furrowed his brow in surprise; someone was transmitting thoughts to him. He glanced around but saw no one nearby.
The voice continued, "The Grand Elder already has many Heavenly Talents under his wing. Even the Sect’s number one Heavenly Talent, Mo Wuhen, is among them. If you join him, you might not receive much attention. Moreover, there are suitable candidates who can be your Master and whose strength is not inferior to that of the Grand Elder."
Yun Fan was startled by these words. Could it be that someone as strong as the Sect Leader was being referred to? The thought sent a shiver down his spine; if he could truly become a disciple of the Sect Leader, his status would indeed be elevated.
After pondering for a moment, he turned to Yue Ling Xian Zi and said slowly, "Thank you for your kind offer, Grand Elder, but I already have a Master and cannot seek another. I hope you can understand."
Upon hearing this, Yue Ling Xian Zi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly in surprise. Could it be that Yun Fan had already been taken in by another elder? She hadn’t heard any news about this. Observing Yun Fan closely, she noted that he didn’t appear to be lying.
Her enchanting visage remained captivating, but her expression shifted to one of indifference as she spoke calmly.
"Since that's the case, I won't disturb you any longer."
As soon as the words left her lips, Yue Ling Xian Zi soared into the air, heading off into the distance, quickly vanishing from everyone's sight.
The surrounding disciples felt a twinge of regret. They hadn't expected Yun Fan to have a master. If he had become a disciple of the Grand Elder, it seemed that no one in the Heavenly Sword Sect would dare to provoke him.
However, they were left wondering who Yun Fan's master was and whether they could compare to the Grand Elder.
Beside the Arena, Kei Qingyang let out a slight sigh of relief. If he had truly become a disciple of the Grand Elder, he would never dare to provoke Yun Fan for the rest of his life and would have to kneel and beg for forgiveness.
Watching Yue Ling Xian Zi leave, Zhou Da Cong couldn't help but curl his lip, muttering under his breath.
"This woman is really something. Just a moment ago, she was trying to recruit Yun Fan, acting all gentle and beautiful, pure as water. But as soon as she found out about his master, her expression changed completely, and she just walked away."
Feng Qingyang nodded in agreement, feeling that Zhou Da Cong's words made perfect sense. He had never had much fondness for the Grand Elder's faction; they were all hypocritical pretenders.
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