The Eternal Emperor looked at Ji Ning, extremely moved. "I delight in exploring, in visiting one beautiful new world after another. I truly don't have the patience necessary to teach a disciple. However… if I keep adventuring like this, I'll probably die one day. If I die, I die, but I'm afraid that after enough years pass, even my name shall be forgotten by the vast majority of cultivators."
"It will be you, my dear disciples, who shall ensure that my name and reputation shall exist unto perpetuity. Once you become my personal disciple, you must accept ten more disciples on my behalf before you attempt your Daomerge. They can be considered honorary disciples of mine," the Eternal Emperor said. "The skills I impart unto you, you can only impart unto those ten honorary disciples."
"Your disciple understands." Ning nodded.
Accept ten disciples before his Daomerge? This was a fairly easy oath.
"Then swear the oath," the Eternal Emperor said.
