Mister Mu studied Lu Yin. This time, the emotion in his eyes was no longer that of indifference, but rather suffused with a hint of gentleness and longing. “Very well. After surveying the universe, an Explorer such as you is hard to come by. I will formally take you as my disciple from this day forward.” 

Lu Yin was elated, and he hurriedly knelt down to pay respects to his new master. “Disciple Lu Yin offers his respects to Master Mu.”

Mister Mu nodded his head. “I was merely testing your skills, and I never expected you to actually have any chance of becoming my disciple. Becoming a disciple of mine is an opportunity that is extremely difficult to obtain. Having said that, since you are now my disciple, I will be sure to take good care of you.” As he spoke, Mister Mu stretched out a hand, and in his palm was a memory chip. “Take it.”  

Lu Yin took the chip and looked at Mister Mu, puzzled by the gift. 

“This is probably something that you desperately need right now. The Cosmic Art,” Mister Mu said quietly.

Lu Yin’s eyes lit up with glee. “The Cosmic Art? Master, this is the Cosmic Art?”

Mister Mu nodded his head. “Even though this chip just contains remnants, it still has the cultivation method of up to ninety nine stars. After all, the Cosmic Art is the Cosmic Sect’s most guarded technique, and they are so protective of it that even I am unable to obtain the full technique. For you to...