Great Disciple Manhwa Novels & Stories

“Yes, Great Master. My disciple is called Gerald Crawford. He is already able to produce a high-quality secret technique talisman!” Chace told Chadrick right away.

"I'm not really they're uncle." I watch as shoulders suddenly drop. One of the oldest twins steps forward and gives me a short salute and an eye roll towards Ashrac. "We like to call him uncle because it bugs him. Name's Drayce of the Purple Dragon Clan. We're twelve. This is my brother Ejder of the Purple Dragon Clan." They are both tall and lean with a lot of growing to do, but you can see they'll be the size of Ashrac before long. Both girls dutifully step forward next. They begin at the same time, stop, and then the one on the right speaks. "I'm Zara of the Purple Dragon Clan and this is-"

Vic exclaimed. The disciple was feeling uneasy, and he gave out a fake smile. "It's not that he's at an higher level. We are both at level eight but he is the son of an elder and he gets private training from Martial Arts Masters. So we were forced to call him our senior dragon brother because none of us can fight with him." The disciple said. "Oh really. Thanks for helping him anyway!" Vic said as he ran off. "Thanks for helping him? Are we really helping him." The disciple ruminated "Hmph, what a funny guy."

Especially, when she was about to submit to him. His face showed a small smirk at the thought, but… the sweet atmosphere shattered when the old man in front of him spoke the dreadful words. "I want her to be my disciple, the last one." "Isn't she learning from you already?" The Duke had a hunch of what the old man was trying to transmit, but he wanted to give the man a kind warning before he went too far. However, who is Master Jin? The most powerful dragon in the whole world, no one would be able to suppress him, not even the daring and jealous Duke in front of him, he was just a kid in the face of his thousands of years.

"I do not know how he knows that. It is even better than our own. He had to have gotten it from the Princesses." "Shut up stupid." His Master behind him said. "His level of understanding is to high for him to recently have learned it. "That level of understanding takes at least 10-50 years!" His disciple looked down in shame at his recent remark. "If you have the chance... do not fight him. I rather you not turn into a Dehydrated Corpse." In the arena, things started to turn grisly. The crowd felt a sinister chill pervade the area.

I am happy that mum taught me how to make tea or I would have died over something so small. Master Chris was poisoned in his mansion and died. I would be made a laughing stock even in my death. I found it funny how masters are always scrutinized ,and looked at from head to toe to see if there is any fault that will be used to laugh at them. It's mainly done by other masters. Nobody can talk to a master without respect or you face their wrath and no one will come to your rescue. It's just like how master tony knew about my arm and I blamed it on Ezra, she really has suffered in my hands.

tens of classmates surrounded the little boy in their great victory of today’s skirmish. They all knew that getting the first place would give them more benefits in order to cast off the shells of their mortal lives. Everyone was chanting Maru’s name as he was bear hugged and lifted up by a particularly fat boy. “Such precise and agile movements. With no wasted actions whatsoever. Curious.” The Sect Master thought and examined the little boy with his divine sense. “BANG!” “SECT MASTER!” “WHAT’S WRONG SECT MASTER!” The disciples were alarmed when they saw their leader vomit ounces of blood unto himself.

Frejya’s POV “Don’t be mindful of him girl, Drogo and Rex are like two peas in a pond. You would think he is married to his dragon. My name is Adam” He stretched his hands to me. “Cousin to the prince. I am sure you already know his name. And you are?” The dragon prince's cousin said behind my ear as we watched Rex walk away from the rest of us. The way he walked oozed royalty, like the ground he walked was grateful.

"I'll do my best, Master," said the disciple who was about to step forward. Lian nodded. Eriko's strength had far exceeded his expectations, but he had already prepared himself mentally. Even if Hengky scolded him for breaking his promise, he would never marry his granddaughter to Riswan. "Senior Brother, Kezia's happiness is in your hands. You have to defeat that arrogant man," Cassie encouraged Lian's disciple. The disciple smiled bitterly. He knew he was no match for his opponent, but he didn't want to lose in such a humiliating manner.

Perhaps, he was getting addicted to the boasting, he started to talk more about the Grandiuno Sect to them. "The weakest disciple in the sect is a level one royal saint. To become an inner disciple, the disciple had to be a level five royal saint and above. Elite disciple is required to be at least supreme saint and above." He was very pleased with his disciples. "Although the outer disciples are the weakest, any level royal saint from the Grandiuno Sect has the ability to kill a level three royal saint. They have powerful combat power and are stronger than the people on their own level." Before he could finish talking, there was a loud fighting sound and people screaming for help from the g