Meeting fellow disciples
The young lady gave Lyle a smiling glance, " You can call me Fifteenth Senior sister or Faiza. I am the fifteen disciples under Master's tutelage. Since you served Master tea and paid your respect, it could be said that we are now one family. If you have any problem, please don't hesitate to tell any one of us."
Faiza smiled happily at her latest junior brother. She had watched the entrance examination of the new student and from the first contest, her eyes had been glued to Lyle.
So talented. For a middle stage, Dao budding realm Cultivator, he stood out.
His execution of the Wood Dao was flawless and enlightening at the very least. Wood, as a sub-Dao of Life and Life as a conclave of Death. It was very fascinating.
She had quickly rushed to her Master's home to show him a video of his matches so far. Master had been very impressed and had sent down his word to choose the boy as his disciple as soon as possible.