"If I accept you as a half-disciple will you stop this?" Wang Ling asked the still kowtowing Jiru.
"Yes, to have such a position would be the greatest honor of my life."
"Just so you know this kid would be your Senior Martial Brother, is that okay?" Wang Ling pointed at Leo who just entered the scene.
"I understand." Jiru was determined. Wang Ling just taught him methods that would improve his alchemy several decades ahead and that's not including Wang Ling's grace of strengthening his flames.
Jiru was thanking the Transcendental beings for being attacked. His suffering ended up becoming benefits beyond his imagination!
Wang Ling could see it in Jiru's eyes, and as he smiled inwardly, he "reluctantly" accepted Jiru, "Then with this, you are to become my half-disciple."
"Thank you, Grandmaster Wang."