Under the cliff of Qingyun Mountain, Daoist Tai Hua was a little nervous.
The nervousness seemed similar to how he felt when he first taught Su Changyu the Sword Dao.
However, the only difference was that he knew Su Changyu was a good-for-nothing, but Ye Ping was a genius.
Fortunately, he wasn't there to teach Ye Ping any skills.
He mainly wanted to teach Ye Ping some truths about the world of immortal cultivation.
'Tai Hua, you can't embarrass yourself in front of a disciple, you have to stay composed! Stay composed!'
Daoist Tai Hua constantly admonished himself to stay calm and not embarrass himself in front of Ye Ping.
While Daoist Tai Hua was continuously reminding himself, Ye Ping had already stood up.
"Greetings, Sect Leader!"
Ye Ping's voice made Daoist Tai Hua come back to his senses.
Ye Ping got a little nervous.
