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‘What? Did I hear him right?’

‘This kid is not willing to be my disciple?’

The other disciples had a complex expression on their faces; some of them gave Darryl weird stares.

It was the first time that their master had offered to take a disciple, yet the kid had refused her so curtly!

‘Is he crazy?’

“You don’t want to be my disciple?”

The beautiful woman in a purple dress frowned slightly and said, “Darren, you are a cultivator; how can you possibly be willing to be a fisherman? You can’t be a loser. I think you have a good background. That’s why I offered to take you in as my disciple.”

She was arrogant and haughty when she said that. “Do you know who I am? Do you know how many people in these nine continents want to be my disciple?”

“Well…” Darryl asked quizzically, “May I ask who are you, Fairy Sister?”

The beautiful woman cracked a smile and said arrogantly, “Have you heard of the Holy Saint Sect’?”

The Holy Saint Sect?

he was

was inadvertently sent to North Moana by Yvette’s Wonder Travel Amulet. When

had told Darryl about many events in North Moana,

Sect was one of the sects in North Moana, and it had been around for thousands of years! It was rumored to have been founded by the

famous sect masters, and they were

of him in shock as he thought about the

she be the current Holy

dumbfounded expression, so she said indifferently, “The Holy Saint Sect is one of the highest-ranked sects within

said that. The Holy Saint Sect had a few hundred thousand disciples, and they were divided into five Branch Altars. The five Branch

than ten thousand disciples, and Diana was the Celestial Wood’s Altar

significant character in the sect, and he led the five Branch Altar Masters. Diana was the Celestial Wood Altar

he smiled when he heard

Saint Sect Master, but she was only a

Altar Master would have already achieved the Heaven Ascension level elite. Would their

good, so I’d like to offer you a chance to be my apprentice.

kept a straight face, but

a young age by self-study; it would be a pity if he remained a fisherman with such great

“I—”

pondered that. He looked hesitant, but he was very

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