Not to mention, in the view of the white-haired old man, Wang Ping, the protagonist of the era, must have also created his own Divine Skills, which might even be stronger than his.
"Senior, don't worry too much. Although you can't help me, you can still cultivate my friend. His talent in the light attribute is amazing. I brought him here to see if you would be willing to accept him as a disciple."
Wang Ping said politely.
"Hmm, I can see that."
The white-haired old man nodded and made a hand gesture, and a luminescent screen appeared before Wang Ping's eyes.
In the virtual luminescent screen, Cai Yonglong was undergoing trials, trying to find the path best suited to him.
"It will probably take him another week to get here, we can wait patiently."
The white-haired old man stroked his beard and spoke.
"When he arrives, this old man will train him well. Meeting someone who is most suited to inherit this old man's mantle before withering away, I can die without regrets."
