Chu Mo was slightly curious, wondering who thought so highly of him.
"That's Yang Xiaodao's grandfather."
After the little girl finished speaking, she pointed to a handsome little boy not far away.
Judging from her age, she should be about the same age as a little girl.
Seeing Chu Mo's gaze, the little boy tried to remain calm and walked quickly over.
But his tense little face still revealed his inner nervousness.
"Greetings, Master. My name is Yang Xiaodao, and my grandfather is Yang Pengju."
"Hmm? You're Old Yang's grandson? How come I've never seen you before?"
Chu Mo was completely surprised.
He never expected that this was actually Old Master Yang's grandson.
I'd never heard of him having such a young grandson before. Isn't Yang Ruobing the youngest grandchild in the Yang family?
"I grew up in Hunan with my mother. This time, when the sect was recruiting disciples, my grandfather specially asked me and Situ Xiaohui to come for the interview together."
Yang Xiaodao pointed to the little girl next to him, his face serious, looking like a little adult.
The little girl couldn't help but roll her eyes dramatically, then her eyes darted around as she looked at Chu Mo expectantly:
"Sect Master, Elder Huang said that you haven't taken on any disciples yet. What are your requirements for taking on disciples?"
Hearing her question, Yang Xiaodao couldn't help but prick up his ears and eavesdrop intently.
At this moment, Master Huang, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst into laughter and introduced Chu Mo:
"These two children are those two geniuses with saint-grade innate talent; they cultivate very diligently."
Chu Mo couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
I was too busy with other things before, and although I knew there were two geniuses in the sect, I didn't have time to meet them.
I never imagined that he was a descendant of Elder Yang.
This master and apprentice Xiaohui seem to have a special relationship with the Yang family.
So he couldn't help but smile as he looked at the two children and joked:
"What, do you want to become my disciples?"
"Okay, is that alright?"
The little girl jumped up with joy, her bright black eyes staring at him expectantly, her face full of trepidation.
Yang Xiaodao nodded quickly and earnestly.
"I want to too!"
Chu Mo thought about it seriously for a moment, then looked at the two of them and laughed loudly:
"If you can reach the Qi Refining stage within this month, I will accept you as my disciples."
"Okay, it's a deal!" The little girl laughed excitedly.
"I will definitely do it!"
Yang Xiaodao spoke firmly, his eyes gleaming with confidence.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you!"
...
That afternoon, a piece of news shocked the entire cultivation world of the Dragon Kingdom.
Five days from now, the Dragon Hidden Pavilion will hold its founding ceremony, and sincerely invites all fellow practitioners from all over the world to attend.
Everyone started to look forward to it.
They wanted to see what this newly established sect, which had been making a huge splash lately, was really like.
What exactly are their strengths?
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