After hearing the brief explanations from the Daoist masters who had rushed over, Wang Sheng found himself half crying and half laughing. All he could do was decline politely.0

For now, only his master could take in disciples. Both he and his senior sister had low seniority, and no one from their generation had opened a sect or accepted disciples yet.1

If the two started taking disciples now, then in the future, most disciples of Lu the Progenitor's Daoist heritage would technically rank a generation below other heritages' disciples. It would also mean that every time they went out, they'd have to treat others as seniors, calling them "martial uncle" or "martial aunt."[1]0

The Daoist masters asked him for confirmation. Wang Sheng quickly explained that he had no plans to take disciples for now, though their sect certainly planned to expand.0

If they knew any talented and well-behaved cultivators, they could register their names with him in advance. Once his master, senior sister, and he had chosen a mountain and established their mountain gate, they would be sure to invite them for an entry-level assessment.0

After leaving their contact details, the Daoist masters departed with smiles....0