Looks of A Genius
"If I dare to acknowledge Teacher Sun as my teacher, would you dare to accept me?"
Tantai Yutang smiled in self-ridicule.
There were basic requirements that teachers had when recruiting students. Although no one could really assess a person's aptitude, and they didn't have information on the students' background and experiences, they could do basic assessments from their bodies.
If students wished to cultivate, they'd need to at least reach the divine force realm. Not only would they need to have healthy bodies, but they also needed to be stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, how would they be able to withstand the hardship of cultivation?
Tantai Yutang had a sickly constitution. He kept on coughing, occasionally even coughing hints of blood. It was as though he would fall if a strong gust of wind were to blow.
Given how weak he was, there'd be no teachers who would accept him as their disciple, unless they were blind.