"Although your cultivation has fallen from Quasi-Saint, the Rule Power you once comprehended will, for you, be far more effortless to re-grasp in days to come. Breaking through to Primordial Golden Immortal will not be difficult." Zhao Feng put away the Qiankun Cauldron, then gave Yang Jian a slight smile, a smile carrying encouragement and expectation.
"Your subject understands."
Yang Jian nodded at once, confidence flashing in his eyes. He naturally knew the current situation was precisely so.
"Enough."
Zhao Feng raised his head and looked at the sky. "The matter here can be considered settled."
"I also have other places to go."
When he said this, his tone carried a faint, indistinct deeper meaning.
At this moment, Jade Cauldron naturally understood what Zhao Feng was going to do.
"Crown Prince of Qin."
Jade Cauldron stepped forward, slightly bowing. "This poor Daoist wishes to beg one thing of the Crown Prince."
