Ling Han released his divine sense. At present, he really was extremely weak. Merely a sweep through Zhao Xin's body was enough to cause him extreme strain.
However, he naturally could not ignore the kindness that he had been given.
He was a Celestial King, and even if he was injured, he was still a Celestial King. He understood with a mere sweep. Zhao Xin's aptitude in cultivation was indeed very poor. He was definitely not a supreme extraordinary prodigy that had not been discovered.
He truly was mediocre.
Ling Han frowned internally. If he was still in his prime condition, changing Zhao Xin's aptitude would naturally be a piece of cake. Even if he could not turn him into a Monarch Star or monarch star, becoming an ordinary prodigy was not the slightest bit difficult. Yet now, he really could only speak through divine sense.
What was he to do?
After some thinking, Ling Han finally came to a decision.
