Upon hearing the request for help, Yang Chen spoke without hesitation, "Please tell me, senior. As long as I can help, I will do so without any complaint for the sake of Spirit-Talisman Martial Arts."
Having received such great kindness, there was really nothing more to say.
Moreover, Huang Taiji was already a dead man. As his successor, it was only natural for Yang Chen to help where he could.
"Very simple, since you have obtained my Spirit-Talisman Martial Arts, I am qualified to ask you for this favor. Of course, I am not expecting you to avenge me against Wu Changkong. It has been a thousand years, and it is difficult to fathom the extent of Wu Changkong's current strength," Huang Taiji said coldly. "With your strength, seeking trouble with him is undoubtedly like throwing an egg against a rock."
"Then, what does senior want me to do?" Yang Chen asked, puzzled.
