"Senior Brother, I often feel powerless when I fight demons now, and I don't have any strong Daoist techniques to hold them back. Can you teach me?"
Ye Rong, unsatisfied with getting a fourth-class magical treasure, still wanted to pester his senior brother Chen Tai Zhen for more benefits.
Chen Tai Zhen, his own senior brother, was a big third-generation disciple of the Qingcheng sect, and any random hair on his body was thicker than a player's waist.
"Hmmm, with your current strength, it is indeed not enough to handle the chaotic situations you may face," Chen Tai Zhen pondered for a long time before speaking solemnly.
