Not accepting a disciple... but accepting as a child under one's seat?
West Sea Dragon King was slightly stunned, and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Willing, naturally willing."
Truth be told,
He didn't intend for Ao Moang to learn any skills, because the cultivation of the Dragon Clan is an innate inheritance, not acquired through practice.
The reason for wanting to become a disciple was merely to take advantage of the opponent's profound background, aiming to climb up Douluo Palace and cling to the thigh of Great Immortal Zhenyuan.
On this side,
Seeing his father nod,
Ao Moang had no hesitation.
He immediately stood up and took a step back...kneeling down, "Ao Moang...kowtows to Sir!"
"Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune... Moang, get up!" Xuanqing nodded slightly and accepted Ao Moang's bow, then helped him up.
"There are not many rules under my tutelage, just respect your teacher and the Tao, and act with a clear conscience!"
