Raising Tiny Disciples Novels & Stories

This was the best ending for them. As the family started eating, Matthew kept toasting with Tyr, calling him ‘Master’ again and again. Tyr eventually rained on Matthew’s parade, saying, “I’m not interested in taking you in as a disciple!” Matthew was instantly stunned. With a loud thud, he fell to his knees before Tyr. “Master, if you don’t take me as your disciple, I won’t ever get up.” Tyr kicked Matthew to the ground. “Is this a drama? Why don’t you jump out of a window?”

"Senior Disciple Ren Baoshu is moving today. He's been making rounds through the new outer disciple quarters since yesterday, building his list. About twelve of the new intake, mostly the ones without strong clan backing." I look at him. "How do you know this?" "Storm Thunder Clan has a network. We maintain information flow as a matter of practice." He says it without apology — just fact. "The new disciples he's targeting are Spirit Awakening Stage 1 to 3. He picks the ones who can't fight back without risking expulsion for attacking a senior. His uncle in the administrative office makes the complaints disappear." His eyes are steady. "I thought you'd want to know the timing."

If they wanted to be the disciples of Samuel, they would definitely not be enjoying a luxurious life, nor would they sit idle and enjoy the fruits of others' labor. What they had to face must be very strict training. Samuel believed that only under severe conditions could there be an excellent disciple, not a famous teacher. "Master." As soon as Pei Yuan and Pei Mu arrived, they obediently stood at a distance of more than ten meters and bowed their heads respectfully to Samuel. The two children were obviously afraid. Samuel chuckled. "Who will go first?" The two children looked at each other. In the end, unexpectedly, they raised their hands at the same time.

"Master has mentioned you many times in letters. Ms. Lemia, is it really you?" "Ms. Lemia, we finally get to meet you." The junior disciples were all quite young. Their age ranged from seven to at most 16 years old. It was the first time they met the disciple that Branden had mentioned. They were overjoyed and were gathering around her, all the while excitedly talking and laughing. At that moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from nearby. "What are you all doing? Do you not want to eat anymore?" When the junior disciples saw it was a senior disciple, they didn't seem scared; instead, they happily shouted:

Because the disciples' performance was just too embarrassing! Craneweaver clenched his hand and went to see Mystic Vale. After all, he was the acting leader now, so it was up to him to handle it. Mystic Vale was pretty shameless too. He looked at the already crazy Liran: "Some disciples were sent to the sect, and we always tried our best to train them just to give them a chance. But everyone has their own weaknesses. Even if someone had amazing talent, after entering the formation, the desire to survive might make him forget all the rules."

“Okay,” Mary replied as she understood Rhiannon's temperature. If she said something, it would be hard to convince her, especially at the moment. “Most people got kids while their kids also gave birth. As the teacher instructed, none of us have taken in disciples as we don’t want to corrupt the organization or make our enemies send their people here as their spies. This is one of the reasons why our organization is still standing and feared since we are growing and moving fast unlike the others which are degrading,” Mary explained and Rhiannon nodded her head in understanding although, she couldn’t understand how the number had still reached a thousand since their numbers weren’t adding up.

After all these, we're Outer Disciples! Xiao Chen's brow furrowed tightly as he stared at the man in white. The man in white opened the bamboo slips in his hand and said, "The following five people have better talents, hence they will directly become the Pro-disciples of the First Elder." He then looked at the slips and said, "Tang Yu." "Here!" A 17-year-old youth raised his hand. "Zhao Lingfei." "Here! Here!" A 17-year-old girl jumped and waved her hands.

Andrius looked at the two grieving siblings and said slowly, “He asked me to help you two rebuild the Jones family and restore its former glory. “I’ll accept you two as disciples for now. When you have sufficient strength in the future, then we’ll talk about everything else. What do you think?” Disciples? The Wolf King wanted to accept them as disciples? “Master!” “Master, please accept our respect!” Scott and Liliana glanced at each other, overjoyed as they bowed before Andrius. Then, they performed the ceremony that finalized them as master and disciple. Just Andrius’ identity as the Wolf King attracted attention from wealthy noble families around the world. They naturally would not refuse

I muttered under my breath. Wendy blinked. "What, my lady? Did you say something just now?" I ignored her and kept walking. But as she was talkative, she hurried to keep up. "Actually, this could be a blessing, my lady. The King's disciple coming here means that the members of this Pack have a chance! The King's disciple might take some of our youths as disciples. Think of it this way, a member of the Alpha Thornton family becoming a King's disciple!" I gave a faint smirk that didn’t reach my eyes. "A blessing, huh?"