"There's no need to look any further, cultivate as you see fit." Xu Fan said indifferently.
"Understood, Master."
In the small courtyard, Xu Fan lay on a lounge chair, comprehending the runes in his hand.
"Although my natural talent is top-notch, it really isn't easy to comprehend some things once they involve unrelated Supreme Laws." Xu Fan, looking at the rune in his hand, remarked.
During this period, he had obtained several runes from his dreams, each one more difficult than the last.
At times, he still hadn't fully comprehended a rune when a new one already showed up.
Just as Xu Fan was worried about his slow comprehension of the Supreme Law, a Saint Master aura suddenly descended on the outskirts of the Three Thousand Realms of the Human Clan.
"So it's the Cold Cloud Saint Master, welcome, welcome." Xu Fan stated warmly.
