For a moment, everyone present held their breath! Only a sea of dazed eyes remained.
A hundred breaths later.
He Jin reached the finish line.
But the stick of incense had burned only about one-eighth of the way down.
Quiet!!!
A deathly silence filled the entire place.
It wasn't until "Good!" Yoo Tianteng's joyful shout exploded through the air, "Hahahahahaha…"
Yoo Tianteng's laugh was refreshingly hearty.
And without any reservation, Yoo Tianteng approached He Jin, "He Jin, you did very well, one-eighth of a stick of incense; your performance can rank in the top ten in the entire history of Taixuan Academy, spanning thousands of years. Would you like to become my, Yoo Tianteng's, closed-door disciple?"
What?
Yoo Tianteng is taking on a disciple?
He's doing it just like that?
Yoo Tianteng's loud voice spread across the entire field, causing all the students to gasp!
Yoo Tianteng is an elder!
His disciple?
A rocket to the sky!
A complete ascension to the heavens!
