So, the Master Wants to Take a Disciple

If Yun Yubai had a tail, it would be wagging proudly right now. He raised his chin and said, "It's just a small skill, nothing impressive, nothing impressive."

Nanli sized him up and down. "Few in this world can use incantations and spells with such ease. No need to be modest, sir."

Most practitioners relied on talismans and hand seals. Many lacked the capability to activate advanced talismans due to their limited abilities.

Yun Yubai's lips curled into a smile. "Would you like to learn?"

Nanli suddenly realized, "So, the master wants to take a disciple."

Zhi Mi was astonished. He had never seen a master come personally to accept a disciple. However, since it was his sister, he felt it made perfect sense.

Yun Yubai clapped his hands and laughed, "Indeed! Though I am not exceptionally talented, I do have some insights into cultivation and Daoist arts. Now, I seek a worthy disciple to inherit my legacy."