Without hesitation, Zhang Sang stood from his recliner.
“It’s time.”
He gently waved his sleeve.
The entire Eternal Dao Academy shook.
Ancient bells echoed across countless mountains.
One by one…
The Academy Dean…
The Supreme Grand Elders…
The Hall Masters…
The Elder Council…
The Guardians…
Every Ancient Realm expert hurried toward the Eternal Dao Tower.
Within moments, dozens of supreme experts respectfully knelt.
“We greet the Ancestor.”
Zhang Sang looked at them calmly.
“I have decided…”
“…to personally accept a disciple.”
Silence.
The next second…
Every elder froze.
Then tears appeared in many of their eyes.
The Dean laughed uncontrollably.
“The Ancestor is finally accepting a disciple!”
“Our Eternal Dao Lineage will continue!”
After waiting nearly one hundred thousand years…
Their founder had finally found someone worthy.
One elder couldn’t contain his curiosity.
“Ancestor… may we know who this fortunate person is?”
Zhang Sang smiled faintly.
“He is in the mortal world.”
The hall became deathly silent.
“Mortal… World?”
Even the Dean’s expression stiffened.
The elders exchanged helpless looks.