"Cao, could you give me some guidance?"
Su Jie's eyes sparkled as he made his request to Cao Yi.
Things like the Taixu Nine Seals were too far beyond his reach for now, so he needed to first familiarize himself with the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist—that was his current priority.
As he watched Su Jie's eager expression, Cao Yi suddenly paused, as if he saw someone else's figure in him, sharing a passion for martial arts and a penchant for challenging others.
However, Cao Yi could feel a distinction between them, thanks to his stable mind cultivation.
The youth before him was purer.
An illusion?
Casting aside his distracting thoughts, Cao Yi smiled and said, "Of course, young man."
Cao Yi took a step forward, his aura transforming as if he were an immovable ancient mountain, rooted deeply in the earth, majestic and vast.
Su Jie stepped backward in fright.
