My son Wang Teng has the potential of an Emperor!
Uh…
I misspoke, let me try again!
Fellow Daoist Han Mo has the potential of an Emperor!
Hao Ren shamelessly flattered Han Mo.
He thought it was normal.
Han Mo was a person of great destiny, possessing the "Innate Yin Spiritual Root," which was incredibly powerful!
Coupled with Han Mo's past experiences, he was the perfect template for a male protagonist in a "Mortal Cultivation" novel.
Such a person could not only become an Emperor, but even the "God of Gods"!
However, to Han Mo and Yun Zhenting, it was not that simple!
Who was Hao Ren?
A "Mysterious Senior"!
Powerful to the point of being monstrous, like a cheat code!
What the Senior said was like a divine decree, absolute and unbreakable.
The Senior said Han Mo had the potential of an Emperor, so Han Mo would surely become an Emperor who would suppress the heavens and realms in the future.
An accident?
No!
Since the Senior had spoken, there was no room for accidents!
It was that awesome!
Yun Zhenting was filled with shock. He trembled for a moment, looking at Han Mo in disbelief.
He had previously thought Han Mo had an excellent disposition and was quite talented, but in terms of cultivation aptitude, Yun Zhenting felt Han Mo was very, very poor…
Now, it seemed he had misjudged!
Yun Zhenting was stunned, never imagining that Han Mo, who seemed ordinary at first glance, possessed the "potential of an Emperor"!
Yun Zhenting scrutinized Han Mo carefully, from head to toe, but still found nothing special about him.
At this moment, Yun Zhenting couldn't help but feel a surge of respect!
The Senior truly lived up to their reputation, so formidable!
The Senior's discernment was something I could never hope to match!
I couldn't see Han Mo's uniqueness after looking for so long, yet the Senior could perceive his extraordinary nature from within a cave. This was the gap, the vast difference!
Yun Zhenting's mind began to "deify" habitually!
Han Mo was even more shaken.
He had never dreamed that the "Senior" would say he had the "potential of an Emperor"!
What a high evaluation that was!
Han Mo's tears were almost welling up.
He had experienced a difficult life since childhood, suffering greatly from the "cultivation society."
He had been schemed against and harmed.
He had endured disdain and ridicule.
He had experienced the heartlessness of the world; no one had ever truly acknowledged him.
Even Yun Zhenting, who appreciated Han Mo, had never truly believed Han Mo could suppress the heavens and become an Emperor.
Han Mo's aptitude was too mediocre; someone as ordinary as him couldn't possibly achieve greatness!
Despite not being valued by the world, Han Mo had never abandoned his ideals. He cultivated diligently, dreaming of attaining immortality, and hoped to one day stand at the pinnacle of all heavens and myriad realms, suppressing the current era!
A distant ideal, an impossible dream, Han Mo himself never thought he would receive recognition from someone.
Who would acknowledge a mere cultivator with ordinary aptitude, lacking power and influence?
Therefore, when Han Mo learned that the "Senior" acknowledged him and said he had the "potential of an Emperor," it felt as if countless primal thunderbolts had shattered his defenses. In that instant, his tears threatened to stream down.
Excitement!
Gratitude!
Overwhelming emotion!
Han Mo had endured so much over the years; the Senior's acknowledgment held immense significance for him!
Overcome with emotion, Han Mo made a "highly irrational" decision.
"Senior, I am willing to become your disciple!"
Han Mo shouted towards the cave.
At this moment, Han Mo let down all his guard, deciding to repay the Senior's "appreciative favor" by becoming their disciple.
Yun Zhenting watched this scene with a smile, finding it heartwarming and touching!
The Senior would surely agree…
Xiao Long Nü shook her head.
"Master didn't say he wanted to take you as a disciple?"
Huh?
No way!
Han Mo
o(（⊙﹏⊙）)o
Yun Zhenting
o(（⊙﹏⊙）)o
They were stunned, both of them!
This development was illogical!
If the Senior didn't want to take a disciple, why would they praise Han Mo so highly? Was it just to "suck up" to him?
It didn't make sense!
As a "millennium deification expert," Yun Zhenting's ability to rationalize was unparalleled. After a brief moment of surprise, he quickly completed his "rationalization chain."
He "comforted" Han Mo beside him.
"Little Mo, don't be discouraged. The Senior doesn't necessarily refuse to take you as a disciple; perhaps they are testing your sincerity…"
"Don't the storytellers in the tea houses often say that a certain disciple knelt at the mountain gate for three days and three nights before finally moving the immortal master with their sincerity…"
"So, Little Mo, you should also kneel for three days and three nights and move the Senior with your sincerity!"
Han Mo nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.
"Patriarch, what you said makes a lot of sense. I understand!"
Han Mo completely agreed with Yun Zhenting's explanation. He would move the Senior with his sincerity and become their disciple!
Han Mo's doubts were now gone. He no longer suspected the Senior had ulterior motives.
If the Senior truly had ill intentions, why wouldn't they accept him as a disciple? They would have immediately controlled him.
Therefore, the Senior was a person of integrity!
Han Mo felt guilty; how could he have doubted the Senior?
Plop!
Han Mo smoothly knelt before the cave, half out of guilt and self-reproach, and half out of sincere desire to be accepted as a disciple.
Inside the cave.
Hao Ren.
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This baby is unhappy!
This baby is throwing a tantrum!
Yun Zhenting, don't misinterpret my intentions. Who said I wanted to test Han Mo's sincerity in becoming a disciple? I never had that thought! I simply don't intend to take on disciples!
And Han Mo, aren't you an "old schemer," ahem, don't you have the "Innate Yin Spiritual Root"? Don't be so naive and sweet. If you believe everything Yun Zhenting says, you'll shame the deeply calculating "Mortal Cultivation" genre!
Hao Ren grew angrier as he thought about it, and he coldly uttered two words towards the outside of the cave.
"Not accepting!"
Did you hear that?
I said I'm not accepting disciples!
Not accepting, not accepting, I won't accept them even if beaten to death!
Yun Zhenting chuckled upon hearing this, "understanding the unspoken," and winked at Han Mo.
"Little Mo, did you hear that? The Senior said they won't accept disciples, which means your sincerity isn't enough! You should start by kneeling for three days, and if it's still not enough, we'll add more later!"
Han Mo nodded solemnly upon hearing this.
His eyes blazed with resolute light, signifying an unyielding will and an indomitable spirit.
"Patriarch, rest assured, I will not give up! If three days are not enough, I will kneel for seven days; if seven days are not enough, I will kneel for a month; if a month is not enough, I will kneel for a year, ten years, a hundred years…"
A teachable student!
Yun Zhenting nodded with satisfaction.
He felt his guidance to Han Mo was incredibly successful!
Heh, the Senior will surely be very pleased, right!
I'm helping them temper their disciple's character. Yes, the Senior will definitely be happy!
Hao Ren
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I have a sentence, "Grass Mud Horse," that I don't know if I should say!