"Although I cannot teach you the Dao of Dharmas now, I can certainly help you prepare in advance."
On a wilderness.
Yao Wudi, sitting on a stone slab, spoke.
Wang Ba kneeled in front of him, listening attentively to his teachings.
More than half a year had passed since the battle at Yanqiao Pass.
In the beginning, his respect might have been out of regard for his master himself and for the identity of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, after Yao Wudi had carefully reviewed his cultivation situation, gave him precise pointers, and helped him make up for some hidden dangers and deficiencies in his cultivation, Wang Ba's respect for Yao Wudi had indeed become heartfelt.
A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge, instructs in practice, and addresses doubts.
Yao Wudi had accomplished all of this.
Gradually, Wang Ba truly began to accept Yao Wudi as his master.
Upon hearing his master's words, a look of surprise couldn't help but show on Wang Ba's face:
